"Your Majesty, how could you think so little of your most loyal, tasteful, and learned finance officer? Is this Count such a vulgar bird?!"
"So... what is it?" Chen Yu's curiosity was piqued.
"Heh heh, this thing is incredible. Its origins are quite extraordinary."
Count Brand raised its head smugly, but it didn't produce the item immediately. Instead, it kept glancing at the stranger, Calvin, who was standing nearby.
Only after Arthur took the hint and led Calvin away did the bird nod in satisfaction. It used its beak to rummage through the small satchel on its back, and soon, it carefully drew something out.
A seed with a strange, wood-like grain on its surface.
Chen Yu froze.
'The third seed?'
Seeing Chen Yu's reaction, a flicker of confusion appeared in Count Brand's little eyes. "Hm? Your Majesty, that expression... Don't tell me you recognize this thing?"
