"Then go arrest him now."
"As if I could manage that!"
"Neither could I! All right, go to bed. When you get up tomorrow morning, forget everything that happened tonight."
Meanwhile, Edward and Klein returned to their respective rooms and soon washed up and went to bed.
Before bed, Edward prayed to Mr. Fool and received the two Cards of Blasphemy, refreshed all his Beyonder abilities, and then taught Bernadette Chinese for another hour.
Only after she left did he gradually fall asleep to the sound of the waves.
Berg's house, City of Silver.
After spending several days hovering around Dack and the others, Derrick still had no idea whether he had caught their attention, but all he could do now was wait.
After a day of training, he dragged his exhausted body home and took a bite of the unpalatable black-faced grass. He hesitated for quite a while before taking out from beneath his bed the Suitcase that Mr. The Tower had lent him last time to sacrifice to Mr. Fool. It still contained the food that had been sacrificed along with it.
Derrick occasionally ate a little to offset the taste of black-faced grass, but he exercised restraint, worried that once he grew accustomed to food from the outside, he would no longer be able to stomach black-faced grass.
The reason he still had not returned it to Mr. The Tower was not that he wanted to keep this precious Beyonder Characteristic for himself, but that Derrick had yet to abandon the idea of leaving the City of Silver through a sacrifice-this Suitcase represented a hope.
"I wonder whether Mr. The Tower managed to leave this place."
Derrick sighed. Of course, he was very, very anxious to learn the outcome, but he restrained himself from asking Mr.