He Would Open the Door for You

The discussion continued, but by then it was basically Morel and Gela Jiang muttering back and forth.

Bai Zhu stared boredly at the distant lake.

Milluki hugged his terminal and leaned against the tree wall, his head bobbing until he finally fell asleep.

They had run all day, reached the Lighthouse without resting, then followed Morel all the way here. Lasting this long already meant the Zoldyck genes were performing reliably.

Morel glanced at him, a trace of gentleness in his eyes.

"Let him sleep for a while."

Morel turned to Bai Zhu.

"You should rest too."

Bai Zhu waved a hand.

"I'm not tired."

Morel looked over Bai Zhu's condition and did not press the matter. He continued talking with Gela Jiang.

Bai Zhu appeared to be listening to Morel and Gela Jiang compare information, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

Because of the battle just now, he had noticed something strange.

Ryujin Jakka had been useless against the giant salamander.

Yet the moment Ninety-Six: Ittō Kasō came out, it killed it instantly.

Too cleanly.

So cleanly that Bai Zhu felt uncomfortable.

He had just drawn that thing.

He drew it, and it immediately came in handy.

It had happened before, too.

When he had first crossed over, all he had was Bakudo #4: Hainawa.

It sounded pathetic, yet it had somehow been enough to deal with the Skin-Peeler Kane who had been chasing him, and it had led him into meeting Lippo by sheer coincidence.

Later, when he encountered the Church and saw Black Gold for the first time, he had no way to deal with it, so he temporarily drew Kidō once.

But the Kidō drawn with one hundred achievement points could only be Kidō below number thirty-three.

At the time, what he lacked most