Backlund, formerly 18 Drahair Street in the Northwest District, now 32 Yule Street in the North Borough, outside the Witch Gourmet Restaurant.
Longzel stared blankly at the "home" before him, which had long since become unrecognizable. Unable to suppress his tears any longer, he burst into loud sobs.
Although Groselle, Shatas, Snowman, and Mobet wanted to offer a few words of comfort, one was inarticulate, one hot-tempered, one only knew how to pray, and one simply did not know what to say. In short, none of them spoke.
They simply let Longzel vent his grief.
After quite a while, Longzel finally wiped away his tears and asked Abner, "I want to buy this house back... How much would it cost?"
"In this area, at least 900 Gold Pounds. And since this restaurant is doing exceptionally well, the owner will definitely raise the price." Abner glanced at Mr. Fool's Gourmet Attendant, who was busy in the kitchen, then continued, "But the price will definitely fall considerably in a few months. It would be more cost-effective to buy it then."
Once the war began, real estate in the city would immediately become worthless.
Hearing that, Longzel seemed to find new motivation. He said seriously, "Mr. Brain, I will fulfill my promise and work for you... as long as you do not mind that I have become an ordinary person..."
The "potion ingredients" he had used to advance within Groselle's Travels had all been products of Imagination. The instant he left the Travels, those Characteristics vanished, and he returned to being an ordinary person.
"I can first provide you with an Arbiter Beyonder Characteristic. I trust you will master it soon enough, and my territory happens to lack a capable Judge." As Abner spoke, he had already arranged Longzel's job for him.
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