"Thank you."
Lawrence seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, deep exhaustion showing in his eyes. Still, he forced himself to stay alert, picked up a pen, and wrote down the Scribe and Traveler formulas for Edward:
Sequence 6, Scribe Main ingredients: one complete Asman brain, a cursed object from an Ancient Wraith Auxiliary ingredients: 15 grams of golden cloak grass powder, 5 grams of water-shaped gemstone powder, 10 grams of memory crystal ... Sequence 5, Traveler Main ingredients: the heart of a Spirit World Traversal-er, the crystal of a Thousand-Faced Hunter Auxiliary ingredients: 15 grams of Spirit World Traversal-er bodily fluid, 10 grams of Evil-Patterned Black Panther blood, the residual spirituality of a Thousand-Faced Hunter... Advancement ritual: establish special coordinates at four completely different, widely separated locations deep in the Spirit World.
After engraving the two formulas deep in his mind, Edward released a tongue of flame from his fingertips and engulfed the paper.
"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence. I'll be going, then."
With a smile, he said softly:
"I wish you a swift advancement to half-god."
As he left the hotel, Christine walked toward him, holding a book with a golden cover.
Edward couldn't help feeling surprised. Hadn't Lanevus taken that book?
Seeming to notice his confusion, Christine explained, "When Lanevus attacked the Nighthawks that night, I took it from him in the chaos."
After a pause, she said, "I've almost unraveled this book's mysteries, but..."
Edward raised an eyebrow. "You're still missing a key, right?" This woman had approached him for the Master Key in the first place, yet she had spun one story after another.
She nodded. "As far as I can tell, that treasure doesn't seem to be on the mainland."
"Not on the mainland?"
Edward froze. *Just as I'm thinking about going to