Chapter 140: The Kisen Staff
The tree in front of Seraph had said that the eye treatment would cost money, forcing Seraph to pay something.
Seraph floated in mid-air, feeling saddened at these words.
[There's no such thing as free stuff in this world. Even tree demons charge for their services. It's very strange for a demon to do something like this. I'll just go along with it for now. When I get the chance, I'll teleport away. My legs and arms seem to be part of the service.]
"Of course, Your Majesty. I have no money on me. But if I want, I can hurry back to my village and pay off the medical bills."
The tree in front of me placed Seraph on the ground. "We don't need the money, but we're giving you a quest instead."
Seraph was a little confused, but maintained his composure. [A quest. A tree planting event?]
"I understand. Trust me. I'll complete it."
"Very good. We'll let you in." He concealed himself in the Fierenin School and brought something inside. This was the object:
In front of Seraph, the ground cracked open, revealing a gray staff. It was Seraph's staff, the one he had used and possessed.
A gray staff the size of Seraph appeared before him, accompanied by the staff's voice.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Kisen's Staff."
Seraph bowed his head in respect to the creature before him. "My name is Seraph. Nice to meet you."
The large tree spoke up. "Very good, young man. We will take the staff in front of you and place it in the center of Fierenin School. That is the mission we will deliver to you. With that, we will both be healed."
"I understand. I am very weak, but I will do my best."
Kisen opened his mouth to speak. "Don't worry, young man. I am strong."
The large tree spoke up. "Then, let's begin our journey." I'll give you some advice along the way.
Seraph took the Kisen staff and began walking towards the Phirenin Academy to infiltrate the Academy, carrying the Kisen staff.
Seraph began walking along the path, the Kisen staff leading the way. [Oh, crap! I've got a suspicious staff with me. What should I do? Think, think, think, think, think.]
Seraph was confused, unsure of what to do.
Five days later, Seraph arrived at the Phirenin Academy's territory, the sky clearing.
Seraph walked to the entrance, where the name of the village was written:
Phiren Village.
People were walking around, doing business. Many restaurants were open, and the sounds of conversation were bustling.
Seraph stopped at the entrance and began walking inside.
The Kisen's psychic voices reached Seraph.
"Well, according to our report, We'll have a long way to go before we reach the Pharaoh's Office. Go ask for information first.
"Understood." [We must follow him. When we have the chance, we can run away. Getting involved in these matters carries a high chance of death. I still value my own life, so I won't risk it.]
Seraph approached a man sitting on the street begging.
It was an old man. "Brother, can I ask you a question?"
The old beggar sternly refused. "Get lost! I'll punch you. If you want answers, you have to pay me. Otherwise, get out of my sight. Don't interfere in my business."
The old man's expression turned displeased.
Seraph scrutinized the old man. [Is a beggar even a profession? Forget about it for now. I've already spent all my money. So, taking items from the 100% Luck system will only make things worse.]
Seraph was about to leave.
The staff handed Seraph a gold coin.
"Here's one. I just brought it. Consider it data. Give it to him. Now, ask him how I can get into the Flairnin School."
The root handed Seraph a gold coin.
Seraph nodded. [The staff has money on it? Where did you get it!? That's quite surprising.]
Seraph handed him the gold coin. "Here, data."
Seraph placed the gold coin into the beggar's bowl.
The old man's angry expression changed to a friendly smile.
"Gold coin!!"
The old man's voice boomed. The surrounding crowd turned to look with interest.
All eyes quickly turned to Seraph, who stood motionless, holding a cane and wearing a dirty, torn gold robe.
Seraph began to think hard. [Oh, shit! What the hell is he yelling about? He had suddenly become the center of attention.]
The old beggar regained his composure, his mouth trembling. "Come, come, come. Ask for information, young man!"
Seraph looked around, wondering what to do about the attention-grabbing incident. [Ask about your house! Everyone's looking my way. Who would dare ask such a suspicious question?]
Seraph sighed, about to speak.
A shout came from behind Seraph.
"Police! Police! Over here! There's a suspicious person here!"
The sound of a security guard from Fynren Village running over to see what had happened.
A young woman wearing a maid's uniform pointed at Seraph with an angry expression.
Thus, the entire stage All eyes were on him, watching for a sign of what was about to happen.
Two police officers walked up to the housekeeper.
Seraph turned to look in the direction of the voice.
[What's all this noise? What's going on? It hadn't even been ten minutes since I entered the village. But this kind of incident happened. Why did sneaking around have to be so prominent?]
The housekeeper pointed at Seraph. "Officer, this kid picked up my dropped gold coins. You could call it stealing. He also gave the gold coins he just picked up to this beggar. He suggested putting them both in jail."
Seraph was still confused, thinking of the gold coins from Kisen. Seraph asked quietly, "Just to be sure, where did you get your gold coins, Kisen?"
Kisen sent a telepathic response. "I got them from this woman's bag. I saw that there were a lot of them." I'd like to use one coin.
The seraph was enlightened, as if reborn. [I wonder if he'll end up in jail for stealing money to give to beggars?]