Hill tugged at the corner of his mouth. It seemed the Undead Tribe who were in charge of delivering messages and assisting with sea monsters had all come to know about their intention to sneakily open his chest.
Latterly, Hill no longer allowed them to carry messages; instead, he switched to Uncle Adrian delivering goods. They probably all laughed about it for ages on the forum.
Speaking of which, Adrian now frequently had to visit that Crystal Palace to trade with the sea monsters.
Thus, his friendship with Young Master grew closer and closer.
Fran had even memorized what Young Master's face looked like.
It wasn't that there were no other Mages who went to trade with the sea monsters.
But although those crab Demigods might have a good relationship with Young Master, any Mage from this world who went there often got violently beaten up.
They would rather deal with Adrian, who had earned the recognition of the Demigod Sea Turtle, and ignore everyone else.
