Wizard: I Add Points and Hunt Monsters

To speak so bluntly about a premonition of death...

For a moment, Wei’en didn’t know how to respond.

"Therefore, we still hope that you, Lord Marco, will complete this... transaction with us," Troy finished, speaking Oldes with a strange intonation.

Although his phrasing was a bit stiff, his tone was full of sincerity.

"Of course."

It was clearly a trade where he wouldn’t lose out. Wei’en had no reason to refuse.

With that, he reached for the Forbidden Item, but his eyes remained fixed on Troy and the few Sea Crow People standing behind him.

Furthermore, his consciousness was focused on the panel in his mind, ready for any unexpected developments.

But it went surprisingly smoothly. The Sea Crow People made no move, and Wei’en easily took the harmonica in his hand.

[You have come into contact with "Forbidden Item 2-77, Karel’s Murmur." Your trajectory of fate has shifted slightly. Current encounter progress: 10/100. Evaluation: Worthless junk. Look at you, acting like you’ve never seen the world. Special Rewards: Survival Points +10, Origin +1]

’I’ve never seen the world?’

’Including this harmonica, I now have three Forbidden Items, one of which is an incredibly powerful item with the ability of resurrection...’

Wei’en suppressed the urge to retort to the panel’s evaluation and put on a smile. "The deal is done. I won’t reveal anything about you to anyone else."

"Thank you!"

Troy and the Sea Crow People behind him all bowed to Wei’en.

"Mm, you’re welcome."

Wei’en tucked the harmonica into his pocket, planning to place it in the Clown Theater for safekeeping after returning to the Ronan.

"But if I may ask, what is the grudge between you and th—and that person?"

"This..." Troy hesitated, then shook his head. "Please forgive me, but I cannot reveal this matter to you. It is far too important to my race."

’It?’

"Then I won’t disturb you any longer," Wei’en said with a nod, not pressing further. He glanced at the ship’s hold one last time, preparing to leave. "Also, you can have this ship as a gift to support you in achieving your goal. And as for the women in the cabins above..."

"We will accept the ship. As for the people, I must ask you to take them with you, Lord Marco." Troy bowed low.

"Oh?"

’Bowing again?’

Troy glanced behind him, silencing the four restless Sea Crow People before turning back to Wei’en. "Before, they couldn’t hold their tongues, so..."

’Couldn’t hold their tongues?’

’Food...’

Wei’en’s expression hardened, his gaze sweeping eerily over the Sea Crows.

’So that’s it. Should I even refer to these members of the Sea Crow Race as "they"?’

"My apologies, Lord Marco! This was my oversight. I will restrain them in the future. Furthermore, I will contact my race later and issue an order to prohibit any similar incidents!"

"Goodbye."

Wei’en said nothing more. He turned and walked out of the hold toward the cabin’s rest area, his spiritual perception still observing the group of Sea Crow People.

"Goodbye, Lord Marco."

After his back disappeared from view, a few of the Sea Crow People were about to speak, but Troy stopped them with a raised hand. Instead, he used the buzzing sound produced by the vibrations of his sharp feathers to form a sentence.

Don’t speak. He hasn’t let his guard down.

After hearing this, the other Sea Crow People immediately started buzzing in response.

Boss, I don’t understand. Why did you give him the sacred object?

Yeah, Boss! His physical strength isn’t even as high as mine. We could have just killed him.

I’m hungry... Can we really not eat them anymore?

I’m hungry too. I want to eat...

Troy turned around. The anchor mark between his eyebrows flashed with a faint light, and his beautiful eyes transformed into a pair of vertical slits, his expression turning exceptionally cold.

Silence!

The clattering of scales on the Sea Crow People stopped instantly. They all lowered their heads obediently, not daring to move.

Troy glared at them coldly for a long time before continuing to communicate silently with that unique ability of his. "What I said was true. After he appeared, I used my ability three times."

"In the first premonition, I chose to abandon you and flee. You all died at his hands."

"In the second premonition, we fought with all our might, aided by the power of the sacred object... The result was that we all died, and he was only seriously injured."

"But the third time I used my ability, the scene that appeared was not here..."

Not here?

The Sea Crow People glanced at each other. Could a death premonition show other places?

You idiots, that’s the Boss’s power evolving!

"The third time, I saw him appear in our race’s Gonsalvador..." Troy’s buzzing paused for a moment. A trace of disbelief flashed across his face as his body trembled slightly, emitting the final buzz. "...and ring the death knell!"

Gonsalvador? Our race’s City of Glory?!

That’s impossible!

The death knell? Him?

"Silence!"

For the first time since Wei’en had left, Troy spoke aloud. "If you have an issue with my decision," he said coldly, "you can appeal it to the clan!"

The others quickly lowered their heads. "We wouldn’t dare!"

Troy sensed the surrounding Spiritual Power dissipate, then shook his head and sighed. "We’ll talk more after we get back. I will ask them to do it again... Hopefully..."

Meanwhile, Wei’en ended up having Ronan bring all the women from the Storm Hunter back with them, a decision that caused the pirates on the Ronan to cheer loudly.

"Hooray for the Captain!"

"Second Officer, can you give one of them to me?"

"..."

"Shut up, all of you!" Ronan carefully glanced at the two figures standing at the bow before hissing at the pirates, "They are all the Captain’s women! Watch over them carefully!"