Gner's message

The waiter, naturally, dared not delay. After arranging food for Kronos, he immediately notified the manager, who breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the Message.

The meal was quickly delivered to Kronos's room; it was all food to Kronos liking.

I really have to commend the Inn staff for this; they probably figured out he was from Backlund Kronos his accent, so they prepared food that was in Backlund style.

Since Kronos was alone in the room, he wolfed down his meal and then went back to bed.

For more than a day, Kronos had been "resting with his eyes closed." He wasn't sleepy, but the work of deducing the Symbol had exhausted most of his Spirituality, leaving him somewhat mentally fatigued.

This condition can be improved through sleep, but meditation is clearly a better option.

Around eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door, which Kronos guessed was probably Gner.

This guess was quite plausible. After getting up, Gner asked the waiter and learned that Kronos had woken up, so he came over immediately.

After Kronos opened the door for him, Gner didn't say anything at first, but instead kept looking Kronos up and down.

"What are you looking at? Are you going to lose an arm or a leg?" Kronos felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

Gner chuckled. "It's not because of that. You were complaining to me about how difficult it is to create Spell just a couple of days ago, and you've succeeded in doing it in just a few days?"

"Success? It's just cobbling together a Symbol. Whether it'll work, or whether it'll be able to process the Potion, is still uncertain."

"At least it's a good start," Gner said, not wanting to dampen the enthusiasm.

"Then I'll take your good wishes."

After the two sat down on the sofa, they started talking about serious business.

Before Kronos could ask, Gner spoke first, "I've basically been to every decent Bar around the Harbor these past few days, and there are quite a few Beyonder in Bayam, far more than I've seen in Backlund!"

Kronos disagreed. "That's because you've only seen the wild Beyonder in Backlund. As for the official ones, you haven't encountered them. There should be quite a few Beyonder in Bayam, but most of them are probably Low Sequence."

"Hmm." Gner nodded in agreement. "They are indeed all Sequence 9 8. Several of them are rumored to be informants for certain Pirate crews, which is why they were able to become Beyonder. However, there is no concrete evidence; it's all just rumors."

"As for the Beyonder in Bayam, there are probably only two. Either they are a circle of Beyonder composed of local natives, but I've heard that these people worship evil gods and are very dangerous."

"Or it could be a circle made up of Beyonder and adventurers. Such circles don't have issues with faith, but the security of transactions can't be guaranteed, and the risk level is not low."

An evil god? Is that the sea serpent Kalvetua? To be honest, Kronos is quite envious of this great sea serpent. When it was alive, it had the rank and power of Sequence 3, and after it died, it could transform into the Sea God Scepter.

This Pathway itself has extremely high attack power; if you can master it, your attack power will increase several levels.

However, there's one problem: Kronos's abilities aren't as powerful as Klein's. He can't handle this giant sea serpent right now, and might even be taken down by Kalvetua. So for now, he can only watch with envy.

So Kronos said, "It's best not to try to fit into the local circle. The sea god they worship is crazy and might cause trouble at any time. Have you heard Message from the other circle?"

Gner replied, "Of course there are. I found Information on two gatherings. One is more casual, with participants mostly from Low Sequence, but it's very easy to attend and very inclusive; anyone who wants to go can go."

"The other level is much higher; I've heard that only those in the Mid-Sequence can get in, but you need someone to introduce you, otherwise you can't even find a place."

Kronos asked directly, "Do you know anyone who can make an introduction?"

Gner patted his chest confidently, "I've already inquired about that. The organizer of the first gathering can make an introduction. Once you demonstrate your Mid-Sequence strength, coupled with your financial resources, I believe he won't refuse to introduce you."

Gner was indeed adept at gathering intelligence; in just two days, he had gleaned so much Message.

In wartime, Gner would definitely be a qualified scout.

"Then you can arrange the rest of the itinerary." Kronos was happy to have some free time and handed the matter over to Gner.

"No problem. Tomorrow night is that Low Sequence gathering. I'll just take you there. You'd better prepare some cash beforehand, so you can show off your wealth."

Kronos didn't say anything, but simply took out his suitcase and opened it.

What came into view were stacks of banknotes. Since the largest denomination of banknotes was only ten pounds, there was probably around twenty thousand pounds in front of me.

Gner smacked his lips and then said, "Okay, you win."

When it comes to being incredibly wealthy, the Argel Family has never lost to anyone.

Originally, Kronos thought that since he had nothing to do these past two days, he would continue to study Spell in his room.

But Gner offered a constructive suggestion: let Kronos put on his Warlock's robes and go out for a stroll.

On the one hand, one cannot play the role of Warlock, but if one dresses like this and does not mention that one is Warlock, perhaps some people will make that guess. Even if it does not help much in digesting the Potion, it is better than doing nothing.

On the other hand, since we've come to the "City of Generosity," are we really going to waste our time by spending half a month at the Bayam Inn? That would be such a waste, leaving us with nothing to tell our friends and family when we get back to Backlund.

Kronos thought about it and felt that what Gner said made sense. In fact, he had completely lost his way in the research of Spell, so he might as well go out for a walk. Maybe he could find some ideas or materials that were applicable to the power of time.

As for the Warlock's robes, although they're a bit awkward, as long as I change my face, what does it matter to me, Kronos, Klein loses face?

Don't come looking for trouble with me again, Xiao Ke. I'm not using your face, we just share the same name.

Kronos was quite efficient; after changing his clothes and face, he secretly jumped out of the window into the alley behind the Inn.

Even high-end Inn have their limitations. Once you change your appearance, you won't dare to swagger in and out; you're more likely to be stopped and questioned.

Meanwhile, Gner was already waiting for him in the alley.

Gner was still quite happy. These past few days, he had heard from the adventurers in the Bar about several places worth visiting in Bayam, but he hadn't had time to go.

I finally have some time today, and a "big spender" is treating me to a meal—what a happy thing!

Although he had mentally prepared himself before going out, when Kronos actually walked down the street in this Warlock's robe, his face still felt hot.

I wouldn't say it was 100% head-turning rate, but it was definitely at least 70%. Some of the whispers even reached Kronos's ears.

What's more, that bastard Gner always picks crowded places, since those iconic locations never lack foot traffic.

Wherever Kronos went, he would cause a stir of discussion, and at these times, Kronos would envy Gner's thick skin.

If the person causing this uproar was Gner, dressed in Warlock's robe, Kronos would definitely not walk with him; he would feel awkward even if he were within two meters of him.

But Gner was very calm and walked beside Kronos, calmly discussing the special features of these landmark locations with Kronos, and calmly accepting the discussions from the crowd.

Gradually, Kronos got used to it and wasn't so embarrassed when faced with those discussions anymore.

You are who you are. Whether you are a nobleman, an ordinary person, or a Warlock, even if many people cannot understand, it does not change the fact that you are who you are.

Perhaps it was Gner's tranquility that affected Kronos, so he began to slowly ponder this question.

Regardless of one's identity, how much difference would it make?

If I were to wear aristocratic attire or a naval uniform now, it would spark a discussion about power and status.

If I were to wear an extremely expensive haute couture suit, it might spark a discussion about money.

Kronos believed he would accept these discussions with equanimity, and might even feel a little smug.

So why did the discussion surrounding the Warlock's robes make him feel so embarrassed and ashamed?

The answer is that Kronos did not truly accept his identity as Warlock.

If you don't even accept your own identity, how can you play a role? And how can the role be effective?

After Kronos suddenly understood this, his heart truly calmed down, and he was no longer so embarrassed and uneasy. He even smiled and gestured to those who were discussing him on many occasions.

With this change in mindset, Kronos clearly felt that his Potion digestion progress had taken a significant leap forward.

When they returned to the Inn that evening, Gner was carrying many bags and bundles of things, all of which Kronos had paid for without a word after he had taken a liking to them.

"Thank you, Boss, for taking such good care of me today," Gner said to Kronos with a grin.

Kronos smiled and shook his head, "No, I should be thanking you today."

After saying that, Kronos turned and went back to his room, leaving Gner standing there looking completely bewildered.