Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 464 Reunion

"Dude, all I asked you to do was gather some intelligence, how did you end up like this?"

"I can't understand it," Portio asked, puzzled.

Is it not just about gathering intelligence?

Lancer frowned slightly. "Ugh, don't even mention it. I could have taken down both Masters in one fell swoop. But Assassin covered for the Masters as they escaped, and the other gray-haired guy summoned—"

Potio looked shocked. "Meow! Gray Fur?! That's one of our own, why do you love him?"

Lancer looked bewildered. "Didn't you give me orders to find the most deserving people and teach them a lesson?"

Portio covered his face. "Sigh, when I meet him, I'll have to clear up this misunderstanding—hmm? You mean his Heroic Spirit is like yours?"

Lancer nodded. "That's right, Master. That gray-haired Servant is... Saber, whom we are both very familiar with."

Lancer looked at Archer beside him.

Archer suddenly realized something, "Her? What an unexpected reunion."

“However, there’s one more person, someone I don’t know at all,” Lancer continued, his expression not looking good.

“Who?” Archer asked. “The guy who put you in such a dangerous situation?”

“That’s right, his name seems to be… Dekalapian, yes, that’s the name, he’s Berserker.”

“Berserker... I’ve never heard of that name before.” Archer pondered. “Could it be an alias?”

Lancer shook his head. "No, that man is very confident, and his abilities match his confidence."

"Master, do you know each other?" Lancer asked.

Botio and Sandgold exchanged a glance and shook their heads simultaneously.

“Dekalapian? I’ve never heard of that name before.”

"It's not in the company's database, but there's a vague idea that the name represents gales and tornadoes..."

Sand Gold investigated the company's database, but found nothing of value beyond its meaning.

"That's strange. Could it be another world?" Lancer wondered.

“Even if you’re from another world, you don’t need to look this pathetic.” Archer’s words were full of sarcasm.

Lancer scoffed, "What do you know?"

"Besides that man, the woman in white behind him, who is also his master, is even more terrifyingly strong, perhaps even surpassing him."

“A Master stronger than a Heroic Spirit? That’s almost impossible,” Archer said with certainty.

At this moment, Sand Gold and Potio realized what was happening.

"Wait, you said...the woman in white?"

"Is her hair also white, and does she wear grass-leaf accessories in her hair?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Lancer asked.

“It’s over…” Potio and Sand Gold sighed at the same time.

"That's Director Eve. If we mess with her, we're all doomed."

Sand Gold was well aware of Director Eve's methods.

"This..." Lancer and Archer were both stunned.

"Just a Master..."

Before Archer could refute, Sand Gold suddenly asked.

"Who is the strongest opponent you have ever encountered in your world?"

Archer thought for a moment, "Glittering."

"He can easily manipulate a domain, and even destroy a city."

“Golden Flash, yes, that’s him. Director Eve’s strength is equivalent to at least a hundred million of him.”

"What? This..." Archer and Lancer immediately calmed down.

"That's a conservative estimate; even 100 million probably wouldn't be enough." Potio nodded confidently.

"Alright, Archer, let's find a place to eat."

“Agreed, Lancer, I’ll find a corner to wait for the Holy Grail War to end.”

Lancer and Archer were now on the same page.

"Wait, you're just leaving like this?" Sand Gold asked.

“Or you could come with us,” Archer said.

“Hahahaha, my darling, you don’t need to worry so much. Lady Eve said she won’t take action in this war, otherwise it wouldn’t be interesting,” Potio said.

Hearing this, Archer and Lancer were relieved.

"Oh, right." Sand Gold suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion, "Are you often summoned to worlds that don't belong to you?"

Lance frowned. “Not belonging to ourselves? Most of the time we find ourselves in situations where we don’t belong to ourselves. Eras, nations, wars—they all belong to others.”

Archer chimed in, "But this is the first time I've ever seen a world so drastically changed."

"However, as the 'Guardian of the Counterforce'—you don't need to delve into what that is—I was originally meant to appear in the 'False Holy Grail War,' and perhaps those two came to your world for the same reason."

Lancer suddenly realized, "I understand now, we're implicated because of you."

"What do you mean by 'the wrong Holy Grail War'? Does it mean that in your world, the Holy Grail War is a very common ritual, but in our world, Director Eve got the ritual wrong?" Sandgold asked疑惑地.

Lancer said helplessly, "It's not exactly 'common' where we are. But you're definitely mistaken. First of all, the Holy Grail isn't a toy. Especially not a toy that magic laymen like you should mess around with."

"This time, our physical bodies aren't even made of magic, but rather... a kind of life force? Anyway, it's very strange."

"Magic power?" Sha Jin thought.

Lancer continued, "My guess is that the Holy Grail may have invoked something similar to magic, creating a 'pseudo-Holy Grail War.'"

"The altered ritual, the Holy Grail possessed by someone, and Lancer, the organizer of the contestants—do I need to say more?"

"It's like having 'mastermind' plastered all over their face. The good news is, this Master doesn't seem like the kind of bad guy who'd abuse Command Seals..."

“Then it’s simple, let’s go and find out who’s organizing this Holy Grail War.” Potio was immediately full of fighting spirit.

At this point, Sand Gold reminded her, "Don't forget, the organizer is Eve's board member."

"This... Ugh, damn it." Potio deflated instantly.

"However, even though it was organized by Director Eve, there's no guarantee that someone below might have ulterior motives. In any case, let's get moving."

Archer frowned slightly and said cautiously, "But what if he's just waiting for us to come to him so he can wipe us all out?"

"I can't stand it. It's annoying, but there's nothing I can do. I'm probably the only one here who has received formal training in magic. I'll try to analyze their setup first to figure out their purpose."

"However, it's best to stay away from that man."

Having witnessed the power of the Lone King, Lancer felt a deep sense of dread.

Just then, Potio's phone rang.

A text message from a star.

"Why is she texting me now? Damn it, that line... Has she been possessed by the Pure Knight? Oh well, it's not the first time I've seen her like this."

"So you've come to interrogate me so quickly?" Sand Gold said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Portio shook his head. "No, she wants us to go to Crook Film Park to talk about an alliance."

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Meanwhile, at Liumeng Reef.

A robin stands in the garden, with a rather obnoxious NPC beside her.

It is obvious that this is her heroic spirit.

The robin looked at its follower, seemingly somewhat surprised.

"I thought the appearance of 'Heroic Spirits' would... be more unique?"

“This doesn’t seem to be my true self either, but I’m sorry, this is the only mediocre way I can meet you,” Caster said.

“I have come at your summons, I am... Caster.”

"I naturally hope to be honest with you. However, every time I try to say my 'real name,' it turns out like this—███, ███, ███."

The robin wondered, "Strange? 'Dissonance'...the family and harmony should have completely left Pinocchio, right? Besides, that's your own name."

Caster shook his head. "It's been registered as a trademark, and the copyright is no longer in my possession. I'm sorry, my Master."

"Please just call me 'Robin.' I'm not used to being called that." Robin suddenly felt a little embarrassed when people called her that.

“Miss Robin, I’m sorry to disappoint you. I’m just an outdated artist active in the era of chasing dreams, a piece of dead skin that has withered and faded in the fast metabolism of the entertainment industry.”

"I created brilliance. Who am I? Perhaps flipping through those long-forgotten old magazines in the dustbin of history will provide the answer. I remember they used to call me 'the eternal screen beauty,' 'Hipper's lost golden note!'"

“I’ve had many names before. But I’ve never had my own name since my debut.”

“Until I die, until I am dug out of my grave like this, and once again take my old stage in this new world, I can only avoid talking about my own name, for any mention of it will be replaced by dissonances—” Caster said indignantly.

"But that's my name! My name! My name!"

The robin fell silent...

"sorry......"

Caster realized he had lost his composure.

The robin shook his head. "It's okay, let it out. I completely understand. Sometimes I also want to lose control of my emotions, but on stage, under the spotlight, we performers can only force ourselves to calm down."

"Since you can't use your own name... then what should I call you?"

“Call me Caster, according to the class bestowed upon me by the Holy Grail,” Caster said.

"No, I don't like that title. I want a name you choose, not a name that chooses you."

Caster remained silent for a long time. "...Thank you, Miss Robin. Please call me 'Miss Note' for now."

"I don't remember being this emotional when I was alive. It's probably because my incomplete spiritual origin has affected my personality."

"No 'True Name,' no 'Noble Phantasm,' only this laughable theatrical talent remains. But I will still do my utmost to help you, and for myself, win the chance to make a wish upon the Holy Grail."

The robin smiled. "You also want to win... but in my opinion, the only 'victory' is to end the war."

"And this is precisely what weapons cannot achieve, only songs can do."

"It's a pity that people always remember those who won the war, not those who tried to make it disappear..." Miss Yinyin sighed.

"Whether the Master wants to end the war or win, he needs to find several allies. Just like a performance on stage cannot be a solo act by the main character."

The robin nodded. "That's exactly what I've been considering... Of the people who have joined the Holy Grail War, at least two are friends I trust. I've already extended an invitation to one of them, intending to have an open and honest conversation about the current situation."

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The golden moment.

"Should I call you Eve, or Master?"

The Lone King put away the Cang Gu and looked at Eve, his sharp eyes revealing a tenderness he had never shown before.

Eve chuckled softly, "Then you can still call me Master, old friend."

"After all, it's best to distinguish between primary and secondary priorities."

"Hahaha, you're still the same as before," the Lone King laughed heartily. "But you've changed a lot over the years."

"It seems you're not surprised to be here?" Eve asked.

"When I was summoned, the Holy Grail had already told me everything, and my soul still follows you, witnessing many things with you."

"However, this may be the last time we meet."

"Of course, I remember your promise to take me back to see the prosperous Mondstadt."

The king felt no sadness, but rather composure.

"Yes, definitely, I believe this won't be the last time." Eve's tone became increasingly firm.

She remembered everything that happened in Teyvat.

At that moment, Hoshino walked over with Saber and posed the fatal question.

"You two...do you know each other?"

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