A Practical Man

The sea really was dangerous.

Hunter-Killers.

King of Immortality Agalito.

Where there was light, there would be darkness. Where there were Hunters who hunted pirates, there would be killers who hunted Hunters.

Bishop Miller had told him to keep a low profile, but to make "Mr. Rayleigh" traceable, he had to do the opposite. Perhaps before he even met the Iceberg Admiral, he would run into the Hunter-Killers because he had become too famous.

But what did it matter? As long as he did not run into the King of Immortality himself. And even if he did, he had nothing to fear. After all, he still had two chances to summon a "Status Projection."

Even if the summoned projection could not win, it should at least be able to hold the enemy off for a while. Then he could use Traveler's Travelogue to flee. Hmm, he needed to take that book out and keep it on him at all times.

After some consideration, Sifa smiled and said, "Thank you very much for the information. In fact, aside from pursuing pirates and bounties, I'm also seeking some Beyonder materials. I wonder if the Church can provide clues regarding human-faced lions and Hallucinatory Wind Chime Trees."

These two materials were respectively the main ingredients for the Conspirer and Hypnotist potions. Sifa had included the latter partly to obscure the composition of the Conspirer Formula, and partly because if he could obtain the fruit of a Hallucinatory Wind Chime Tree, he could sell it to Miss Justice in the future.

Most importantly, although Miller had given him a holy emblem, he could not eat it. Even if he needed the Church of Storms someday, that would be a matter for the future.

This holy emblem from Miller offered no substantial help to Sifa