When it was Derrick's turn, he talked about matters related to the City of Silver.
Everything he described was unknown to Fors; it was a completely undiscovered new world.
When she heard that they called that place the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Fors' heart jolted.
The Forsaken Land of the Gods, just from the name, it was clearly a place abandoned by the gods.
A place even the gods had abandoned, and one that never saw sunlight, wasn't that the abyss where demons lived?
No wonder she had always felt that this Mr. Sun had an unusually sturdy build and was different from others. So he was actually a demon!
A demon using the Sun as his false identity, this was simply blasphemy!
And this Mr. Fool could even tolerate such a demon. That showed He truly was an evil god!
Fors' inner world was extremely rich, while Derrick, who was being watched by unknown gazes, felt very innocent.
Their City of Silver was indeed located in a world without sunlight.
Mr. Fool merely watched with a smile and did not join the discussion. This was his usual style.
After all, a god who talks too much always makes people feel less awe.
Just like the divine revelations issued by gods, each one was very brief, and sometimes believers had to interpret the specific meaning on their own.
"I need the potion formula for Sequence 8, Trickmaster. I can pay the reward in gold pounds."
After entering the trading segment, Fors also put forward her request.
Firstly, she genuinely needed the Trickmaster potion formula. Secondly, a successful undercover agent had to learn to participate in everything, making herself look no different from others.
Eh? This Miss Magician also needs the Trickmaster potion formula?
Audrey's heart suddenly stirred. She remembered that Ms. Fors had also been seeking to purchase the Trickmaster potion formula. Could this really be just a coincidence?
Miss Magician also lives in Backlund. Could it be that…
The look Audrey gave Fors changed, becoming sharp and vigilant.
If it really was Ms. Fors, then wouldn't she have already seen through her identity?
Of course, it was also possible that Audrey was overthinking it. There were so many Beyonders in Backlund now; it was normal for people to have the same needs.
Audrey subtly straightened her posture and changed some of her unconscious little habits, using this to carry out a new disguise of her identity.
On the other side, Alger originally wanted to say he would help keep an eye out, but after thinking it over carefully, this Miss Magician had only just joined the Tarot Club, and her background was still unclear, so he needed to maintain a certain distance.
No one had the Trickmaster potion formula, and Fors felt a bit disappointed.
"Today's gathering will end here."
As the trading segment concluded, this week's Tarot Club meeting was declared over.
....
On the sea, Alger tidied up his emotions before walking out of the captain's cabin of the Blue Avenger.
As soon as he arrived on deck to observe the situation, a lookout sailor came over to report something.
They had discovered two merchant ships in nearby waters that were preparing to return.
Alger had little interest in plundering merchant ships, but the people under him were pirates who had long lived by plunder. Moreover, his outward identity was also that of a pirate, so he could not completely forbid them from looting.
He could only issue rules: killing at will was not allowed, taking the goods was enough.
Yet every act of plunder still resulted in many casualties. For this, he could only choose to tacitly accept it.
Very soon, the two merchant ships were caught up by the Blue Avenger, whose performance was excellent.
Many pirates gathered at the ship's side, hurling taunts at the two merchant ships, and even making some lewd gestures toward several pretty female passengers.
Alger merely watched and did not stop them. He only hoped that the people in charge of those two merchant ships would know better and not try to resist.
Otherwise, there would definitely be bloodshed today.
Before long, the Blue Avenger's iron hooks had been driven into the two merchant ships. Rope bridges were set up, and preparations for the assault were complete.
Alger had his crew go over to persuade them to surrender, convincing them to obediently hand over the goods aboard.
If they were willing to do so, they would be allowed to leave by ship.
Things went far more smoothly than expected. The people in charge of the two merchant ships decided to hand over their cargo in exchange for a safe departure.
As the captain, Alger stepped forward, ready to accept their surrender.
At that moment, his gaze was suddenly drawn to a young man standing beside the merchant ship's captain.
That young man was clearly dressed in simple sailor's attire, yet the feeling he gave was very different.
Especially his eyes, which were like shining white crystals.
And the calm confidence about him, along with that gaze as if he had discovered interesting prey, made Alger feel uneasy.
Having survived on the sea for so many years, Alger had his own way of reading people. Generally, anyone who gave him this kind of feeling was never simple.
At that moment, the young sailor spoke up, "You're pirates? And this ship is the one they call the Blue Avenger?"
The pirates beside Alger burst into laughter, relentlessly mocking, teasing, and threatening the young sailor.
The young sailor merely smiled at them, showing no anger at all, as if he were watching some amusing performance.
"Being a pirate seems like a pretty good experience."
"I want to join the Blue Avenger, and then we can conquer the seas together."
"Becoming the protagonist of this great age of navigation should be quite interesting."
The young sailor's words provoked wild laughter from the pirates. Two of them even stepped forward and shoved him.
The young sailor was pushed down onto the deck, sitting there, the smile still on his face.
"Tch! Take a look at yourself, with those skinny arms and legs, you think you can roam the seas like us?"
"Don't say that. With such a young and childish face, he'd be a rare hot commodity out on the sea."
"Whether he's 'hot' or not, we'll have to check him carefully ourselves. Maybe we can even sell him for a higher price."
Seeing this scene, an inexplicable chill surged up in Alger's heart.
It was intense, filled with fear!
The young sailor, subjected to pointing fingers and all kinds of verbal humiliation, still maintained his gentle smile.
He slowly stood up from the deck and looked at the pirates who were insulting him with words and leering, obscene gazes.
"Pirates, a symbol of vulgarity. Truly… it makes me feel uncomfortable."
As if it were a murmur, the pirates stared at by the young sailor were instantly sliced into countless pieces.
Every fragment of flesh had an incomparably smooth cut, smoother and more even than meat sliced with the sharpest butcher's knife.
Alger was completely speechless. Without a doubt, they had kicked an iron plate this time, and not just any iron plate, but an exceptionally hard one.
As a Sequence 7 Sailor, he couldn't even tell how the young sailor had made his move. The gap in strength was far too great!
By his estimation, this young sailor was at least a powerful existence of Sequence 4 or above!
He really wanted to curse, a powerful Beyonder deliberately disguising himself as an ordinary sailor on a merchant ship.
Wasn't that behavior far too malicious in taste? But he didn't dare curse. In fact, he didn't even dare say a single word.
This terrifying scene also shocked everyone present.
The people on the merchant ship felt fear, but also a sense of joy at having survived a catastrophe.
As for the pirates who were still alive, they were already terrified, crawling on the deck soaked in blood and chunks of flesh, begging for mercy.
"You may go back."
The young sailor had the merchant ship's captain leave on the merchant ship, while he himself stayed alone on the Blue Avenger.
He looked at Alger, who was still forcing himself to remain calm, and politely asked, "You're the captain of the Blue Avenger, right?"
"Yes, I am the captain of the Blue Avenger, Alger Wilson."
In front of such an existence, any deception would be a foolish act courting death.
"Captain, may I now join the Blue Avenger?"
"Of course." Alger's voice was trembling. This was not something he could decide for himself at all.
"Captain, don't be so nervous. I'm not some bad person. I'm just an ordinary sailor who wants to be a pirate."
"I'm simply happy to have you join the Blue Avenger."
"Captain, you're much smarter than them."
"Thank you for the compliment." Alger forced the corners of his mouth into a strained smile.
"Captain, let's go conquer this sea together!"
"I shall obey your will." Alger wisely chose to submit. He began ordering his crew to clean up the chunks of flesh on the deck, then directed them to set sail.
"Captain, I've heard that there are six great treasures on this sea?"
"Yes. The most famous treasures, with the most stories, number six in total."
"Captain, could you introduce them to me?"
"Of course. It would be my honor." Alger barely suppressed the fear in his heart and began recounting the six legendary treasures of these seas.
"The first is the Key of Death. It's said to have been left behind by the fallen God of Death. Whoever obtains this key can inherit the God of Death's power and wealth."
"The second is the Fountain of Youth, located deep within the Sonia Sea. It's rumored that one of the Four Pirate Kings, the King of Immortality, Agalito, once drank from its waters."
"Personally, I believe the so-called Fountain of Youth is a trap deliberately spread by the King of Immortality Agalito. That place is filled with danger."
Alger told everything he knew, without the slightest concealment.
"Captain, you're very honest. Honesty is a very fine virtue."
"Thank you for your praise."
The young sailor, no, now an ordinary pirate of the Blue Avenger, looked in the direction of the Sonia Sea and said with a smile, "Captain, let's set off now to search for the Fountain of Youth."