Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 942 Your and My Requirements Don't Meet
The only downside is that all of these dresses are black.

Celie couldn't change the dress's fundamental nature... The color of the magic dress didn't come from dye, but from the natural color of the silk threads.

However, Celie still managed to secure a small change for herself in the end.

She always remembered what the mage Costa had said: the most valuable and easiest thing to give a magical gown a different color was the safflower.

This expensive luxury spice is itself an extremely pure form of magical energy; the red light is the aura of magic, not a dye in a material sense.

Just a few strands are enough to randomly add shades of red to the magic dress when it changes color.

The only downside is that this long dress will eventually be stained with the scent of safflower, which can't be washed off no matter how many times it's washed.

This was Celie's armor on another battlefield; the scent of safflower also helped her clear her mind, so Celie didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

That light and delicate fragrance suited her status better than the perfumes used by wealthy women.

For the past three years, this flavor has almost seeped into her very bones.

Even if the Toronto monk's scent of safflower was faint, Celie could still smell it... And just before entering the water maze, she overheard a little girl showing off to her mother, claiming that there were many safflower bushes in the earth maze, and asking her mother to arrange for more people to go in and dig.

Of course, she was quickly smacked on the back of the head by her mother for openly promoting the benefits of the Earth Labyrinth in an area surrounded by Storm Believers, but she still managed to say it.

Although the scent of safflower is long-lasting, it shouldn't linger for more than a whole day. In addition, Toronto had clearly been in the water, so he must have been in the safflower patch.

Of course, most importantly, Celie vaguely heard the girl mention Toronto.

At least it would confirm to Celie that it was the same person.

This also proves that Toronto, no matter what his identity is, could not be evil... If someone approved by His Majesty Travis and the Lord of Storms can still have problems, then Celie feels there's no point in struggling anymore.

After thinking about it for a while, Celie still felt that the Golden Cup was more likely to be the problem than the Toronto sorcerer's previous mistake of joining the devil's camp.

Celie was frustrated after figuring it out.

She went through all that trouble, wasting two spell pearls, just to uncover the enemies of the gods?
That shouldn't be a battle on a higher level... The Toronto mage should be the target!
Why would you choose a low-ranking knight like her?

Then she suddenly jerked twice... Something's wrong!
Why did she suddenly recall so many past events?
She has always insisted that the past is irretrievable and there is no need to recall the foolish things she did in the past.

After all, she just did something stupid, but the results were still acceptable.

She glanced down at the golden cup, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes, and then gave a sweet smile: "I can't think of anyone among those people I've encountered who might be a devil."

"Heh~ No need to think so much." Jinbei said casually, "When you can't find anyone to blame, just think of the mage!"
None of them were honest; they would seize any opportunity to test the limits of the gods.

What nonsense are you talking about?

Suddenly, Celie recalled the simple, powerful greeting that Baron Lori of Green Maple had uttered when he pointed his finger at the nose of a merchant who dared to cheat him out of his money.

She had just been weaving one scheme after another in her mind, only to have the other party directly and bluntly make a 'clear hint'?
You're really going to force it? Is that even allowed?
Even a brainless Costa wouldn't be this direct.

Celie's face fell instantly.

She thought she would overcome all obstacles, but in the end she was still being exploited?
Celie is so smart, how could she not figure out why this cup dared to fool her like that?

That must mean the other party thinks it's useless even if she's smart enough to figure it out!

"Ah!" she suddenly screamed. "You mean, the Toronto monk?"

How can it be!

He is the Grand Master of the Palace, a confidant of His Majesty the King; there's absolutely no way he could be a problem.

Jinbei seemed to have caught on and immediately made a sarcastic remark: "You probably don't know, but the identity of Toronto doesn't refer to the same person."

Bullshit!

I cooperated with you, and you treated me like a dog?

Celie cursed inwardly.

Their King is not that poor!
The identity of a high-ranking mage is indeed difficult to obtain, but as a rare king who can arrange for the chief mage of the court to do his work, His Majesty Travis found it very easy to do so.

It wouldn't be a problem to arrange a fake identity for each of those high-ranking mages who were willing to do a little something for him!
This cup either only woke up now, or it's from somewhere else... We can disregard the Rain Goddess's side.

Although only Queen Rosalind of the Ice Kingdom remains as an incarnation, the Goddess of Rain is not only wicked and malicious, but also not very bright; she is certainly not an ignorant person!

Celie silently estimated the origin of the cup in her mind, but on the surface she looked incredulous: "How is that possible? That's a high-level mage."

The dignity of the Mage…

"It's ridiculous for mages below level 20 to discuss matters of dignity," Jinbei mocked. "They're too weak; the strong won't really care about them."

Celie paused for a moment.

This cup isn't really stupid; it's just plain cheap.

This was a deliberate attempt to draw Celie's full attention, then let her see the world beyond level 20. After all, Celie hadn't even reached the intermediate level yet, and discussing the future with her for so long was too far off.

It was so far away that she couldn't muster any enthusiasm for it, let alone listen to Jinbei's arrangements.

Celie blinked, instantly certain that the cup was from elsewhere.

Only outsiders need people to do the work, but can't offer any benefits in the short term, so they can only offer empty promises to satisfy people's hunger.

After all, force can subdue people's actions, but it cannot control people's hearts.

If you want people to work wholeheartedly with their own salary, you have to paint a picture that makes them excited and thrilled.

But, of all her years, the thing Celie least believed in was a cake three years from now.

This cup is quite something; does it suggest you want to slap her so she can see the scenery thirty years from now?
Celie isn't crazy.

But she had a feeling that if this cup had been given to some pampered young master or princess instead of her, it wouldn't be impossible... Hmm~ Could Princess Rosalind have been tricked by this trick back then?
No, it's not.

The Goddess of Rain at least brought her a few useful subordinates, and even a family that obeyed her orders!

Despite its many flaws, Sebefia is truly a great product!
Just think how much dowry money Lady Sophia earned for Queen Rosalind!

Even if the Icefield King was full of wicked schemes, he still had to be very 'respectful' to his wife, who had both financial backing and gentle wealth.

Even Rosalind, as a princess of the North, could no longer receive support from the North royal family.

Celie looked at the cup and suddenly became tempted. She asked softly, "Cup, cup, can you give me a full cup of gold?"

Jinbei was stunned: "How did our conversation get to this point? Shouldn't you be asking me how I got to level 20?"

“What’s the use? A life without money is the most terrifying. It’s better to be dead than to live a life without money,” Celie replied decisively.

"If you have the power, how could you not have the money?" Jinbei snapped. "At least you need the power to legally rob someone!"

"Huh?" Celie was taken aback. "Is there such a thing as legal robbery?"

“For example, if a white dragon is robbing people in some place, you can go and rid the people of this menace, and take away the treasures from the dragon’s nest along the way, right?” Cup said confidently. “All dragons are the same; they won’t spend a single copper coin. All the money will be left to the person who digs up their dragon’s nest.”

"Haven't you seen the human world in a long time?" Celie replied in a strange tone. "Our world doesn't have dragons that stupid!"

They usually cooperate with mine owners, helping them guard the mine and sharing the profits.

All of this is legal, compliant, and ethical. If I were to actually take action, I would be hunted down by white dragons all over the world, and no one would save me.

Even the gods wouldn't care, so... could you at least try to understand reality before discussing these issues with me?

"What are you talking about? A dragon...you mean the white dragon?" Jinbei asked after a moment of silence. "I thought I'd returned to...a different world!"

"So, can you tell me how to make money?"
Level 20 is too far away.

"My only goal right now is to reach level 10 knight... That requires a lot of resources, and of course, a lot of money to buy those resources," Celie asked very seriously.

Jinbei is somewhat confused.

It does have some methods, but... because it encountered something very bad in the past, all those methods related to life force were sealed away.

Unless it can completely eliminate the deep-seated aversion from its creator, it is a cup that is knowledgeable, eloquent, and adept at inspiring people.

Jinbei hesitated for a moment before saying, "I can tell you where to obtain various resources, as well as the specific materials they contain."

Also, how to kill those powerful magical creatures…

“What a joke! How could I, so weak and helpless, do such a dangerous job?” Celie immediately objected. “I just want to earn money peacefully.”

Stable?

The cup suddenly felt cold.

It could clearly sense the girl's ambition, her resentment and unwillingness to accept defeat. How could someone like that possibly pursue a stable path of progress?
If you want stability, you can't make rapid progress!

It was still thinking...

Then it heard Celie's regretful voice: "It seems you don't meet my requirements. The scholar would probably like you."

Once I get out of here, I'll sell you to a great scholar!

They would prefer someone with endless knowledge.

The Golden Cup is wavering... Maybe this is for the best?

He actually valued that Toronto guy more, but unfortunately that guy was too unethical.

(End of this chapter)