"I thought I had run into a naive customer," the vendor muttered to himself after Blaze Regret left, seemingly regretful that he hadn't been able to swindle him.
"Master Magi, this bead doesn't seem to be anything special."
Under the moonlight, Blaze Regret held the red bead up to the sky. Aside from its crystal clear appearance, he found nothing unusual about it.
"This bead is something that grows at the top of the Direction Tree."
In Blaze Regret's mind, Master Magi's voice slowly echoed: "The Direction Tree often moves around desert areas. It is a wood attribute spirit beast that, when attacked, fires all its spikes, turning its enemy into a pincushion. These spikes rarely miss their target, and the reason for this is the guidance of this bead."
"It is indeed quite magical, but it seems useless to me," Blaze Regret muttered.
