On the foggy sea that was not shrouded in the clouds of war, the "Future" slowly sailed towards the violent sea surrounded by ships.

There was nothing happened lately, just waiting for the Morse Ascetic Council to respond to the request, Gadriya, who strolled on the deck, enjoying the sunshine that was shining through the faint mist.

With a glance, she saw Frank Lee.

The first mate of the "Future" and the second person of the "Star Pirates Group", wearing light blue trousers made of thick canvas and a white shirt without two buttons on it, revealing thick brown breast hair, like a giant bear transforming into a human-shaped shape.

He stood at the bow of the boat, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking about, and his whole body seemed quite depressed.

Gadriya's steps couldn't help but slow down a little, and she turned around and was about to enter the cabin.

"Captain!" Frank noticed her and looked over with anticipation, as if waiting for the "Star General" to answer the questions.

Gadriya's figure paused, pushed the heavy glasses on her nose, and asked in a chatty manner:

"What are you confused about?"

Frank thought about how to express his question and answered seriously:

“I’m reexamining my inventions and creations over the years.”

"...What do you think?" Gadriya asked in cooperation.

Frank nodded and said distressedly:

“There are so many things to reflect on.

"The most important thing is that the things I created are still missing the most important thing."

Gadriya was puzzled and didn't want to ask questions, but in the end she still thought that she was responsible for all the crew members of the "Future" and spoke carefully:

“What is it?”

Frank's expression instantly became solemn:

"They all lack souls!"

"It's a good thing that wheat, grapes and mushrooms have no soul..." Gadriya subconsciously persuaded her, and then said, "This is not the realm you can reach now. You are just a 'druid' of Sequence 5."

Frank's eyes lit up and blurted out:

"I see!"

Garteria's face wrinkled invisibly:

"What do you understand?"

Frank swept away his depressedness:

“I understand where the problem is, that is, the creation I want has exceeded the limit of the ‘druid’ ability.

"So, Captain, I won't be a 'druid' anymore, I'm going to be a 'classical alchemist'!"

This is the Sequence 4 of the "Cultivator" pathway, which is the starting point of the Demigod.

"General of the Star" Gadriya's expression frozen for several seconds, then she then acted as a captain and a demigod, nodded gently:

"Having a goal is a good thing, but you have to recognize its hardship."

The implication is that don’t expect anything, and don’t take this goal seriously.

Frank Lee, who received "encouragement", immediately focused on the key points:

"I will work hard!"

In order not to let Frank Li do something randomly, Gadriya decided to control the progress of this matter in her own hands:

"I will help you, too."

At that time, even if you gain something, you can tell Frank Lee that he is "very sorry".

Frank was very happy, thanked the captain from the bottom of his heart, and continued:

"I will also write to German Sparo for some help.

"He is my good friend!"

What Frank didn't know was that the few letters he wrote in the past six months have gone through a very complicated process:

Leave it to the messenger - the messenger to Forth - Forth is forwarded at the Tarot party or asks Mr. "Fool" for help.

Kadeliya pushed her thick glasses again, said nothing more, and turned around and entered the cabin.

Back in the captain's room, before she could think about what happened just now, she saw a letter on the desk with a brass sextant placed.

Gadriya was delighted and ignored the use of her extraordinary ability. She walked over quickly, picked up the letter, and opened it apart.

This comes from Bernadai. After a few simple greetings, she wrote directly:

"If you have free time recently, you can secretly come to Lasha."

Lasha is a rather hidden island on the foggy sea, hiding the palace of the "Mysterious Queen" - that is called "Emerald City".

Katariya read this sentence several times, and her lips unconsciously curled up.

…………

Bakerland, West End, in the villa of Audra.

Emlin White once again met Casimi Audra, a middle-aged gentleman-like blood baron.

"What did Lord Nibais say?" Emlin controlled his mood and tried to make himself seem less eager.

Casimi looked at Emlin's bright red eyes and said:

"He just asked me to tell you that the entire blood clan does not have the extra special Count's characteristics, and can only wait for the existing Counts to die due to age or accidental death and leave a legacy."

Compared with humans, the blood clan has a long life. Even without a title, ordinary members can live about 300 years old. In this case, they can accumulate little by little, occupy every level, and not let too many extraordinary characteristics be spared.

Therefore, it is not so easy whether ordinary members are promoted to barons or to become viscounts. They either wait for the exile to die, obtain from the outside, or make enough credit to get precious gifts.

Compared with the first two levels, it is even more difficult for a viscount to become an earl, because the blood clan earl is already a demigod and can easily live for more than a thousand years. Those viscounts will have to be born after generation to hope that one earl will die.

Because of this, as long as a count's characteristic is empty, it will be distributed immediately instead of being placed in the "warehouse".

If the baron and viscount characteristics are more or less partly in the form of extraordinary materials and seals in the blood clan treasure house, but there are not many, and each gift must be very strict, then there is really no spareness in the earl characteristics.

This answer was expected by Emlin. He looked at Baron Casimi and nodded slightly:

"That is, as long as any count dies, it will be my turn?"

"No." Casimi shook his head, "Although you have accumulated a lot of merit, you haven't reached the top yet."

"Which is I ranked?" Emlin frowned slightly at first, and then stretched out to prevent himself from appearing so obviously.

Casimi coughed, cleared her throat and said:

“The twelfth.”

...It may not be the turn of the end of the world... Since the ancestor gave me the important task of saving the clan, why didn't he arrange these things well? My "Crimson Scholar" potion has been digested for several months... Could it be another test? Emlin whispered a few words in his heart, was silent for a few seconds, and asked thoughtfully:

"If I got the Earl's trait from other places, will the clan help me prepare the ceremony?"

Casimi breathed:

"certainly!"

Emlyn stopped staying, left Audra's villa and returned to his residence in a carriage.

Since Fenerport declared war on Roone, he has never been to the Harvest Church again. He only heard from the Stars that the door there was smashed and many things were stolen, becoming the residence of homeless people.

As for Father Utlavsky, he was in a cell behind Chanis Gate for half a month, in a room on the upper floor of St. Samuel Church, next to it was Archbishop Beckland, which was repeated and continuous.

——This is a worry that staying behind the Chanis gate for a long time will cause Father Utlavsky to suffer irreversible and irremedy erosion. In the situation so tense, the Dark Night Church hopes to leave a buffer point so that it can use this to express goodwill and start negotiations in the future.

Although Emlin is not a believer in the night and even hates the church, he will visit St. Samuel Church twice a month to visit Father Utlavsky.

"Where can you get the Count's trait..." Emlin, who felt that he was already behind and might not be able to take on the responsibility of saving the tribe, looked at the depressed streets while seriously thinking about every possibility.

He quickly had some ideas:

"Ms. 'Hidden' mentioned that the 'Dark Saint' of the Aurora Society grazed a 'Witch King', which corresponds to the Count's characteristics. If you can hunt this 'Shepherd' path like the 'Saint Saint', the problem will be solved...

"But, with the lesson that was taught before, the 'Dark Saint' should not easily get into the trap...

"There is also a possibility of directly attracting the angel king..."

This is something everyone discussed at the Tarot Conference. The conclusion was that in the past year, we would try not to provoke him again.

In addition to the "Dark Saint" with the "Witch King" characteristics, Emlyn White can only think of one place:

"Rose School!"

Whether it is the artificial vampires of the Life School or the "primitive moon" worshippers that originally existed in the Southern Continent, they now belong to the Rose School.

Of course, there are certainly some guys who pursue freedom and have not joined any organization at present, but either the sequence is not high or there is not enough intelligence to leak out.

When I thought of the Rose School, Emlin instantly remembered someone:

Marichi!

Marichi represents the temperate faction of the Rose School, which is a force that resists the "Mother Tree of Desire".

"They seem to want to get something from the Rose School, and maybe they can cooperate with it..." Emlin nodded with a very small amplitude.

…………

In Yuecheng, some residents gathered at the entrance with a little anxiety, and turned their eyes to the east from time to time.

They are relatives of those people led by the High Priest, and they are also representatives of most people in Yuecheng.

Finally, a little bit of fire appeared, and the high priest Nime took Ruth and others from far to near, and returned to Moon City.

A man went up to meet him, turned his eyes to his sister, and found that there were still some tears on her face.

This Yuecheng resident, who was not a deformer, felt his younger brother's gaze, and he couldn't help but open his mouth with a throbbing sound in his heart, and tears flowed before he could speak.

"God, God is here to save us..." She started crying, crying sadly, and crying freely.
Chapter completed!