In a three-story tower, on the second floor, there was a meditation room.
Ivan summoned Locke, and Jennie followed as well.
"Boss, are you ready to fully receive the Black Beard Chapter now?" Locke understood his intent.
"That's right, you both have that peculiar restraining power inside you. We can't delay dealing with the Black Beard Chapter any longer," Ivan nodded slightly.
Given the terror of the alien world lord, he had not dared to act rashly before he reached Enkate City, and had never asked Locke for the full version of the Black Beard Chapter.
"That's great, I also want to get rid of this disgusting power soon. Having this power inside makes me feel somewhat uneasy," Locke said, clearly pleased.
"Sorcerer Ivan, I have some of your spoils of war here; do you need them?" Jennie suddenly interjected.
Caught between their curious gazes, she took out a section of something jet-black and made it hover mid-air.
