Chapter 1583

"My name is Ferrian Blewett. Why have you come to the Blewett Tribe's territory?" Ferrian's voice boomed like thunder, reverberating in Sebastian's ears. Thinking quickly, Sebastian responded, "I'm here under orders from the King of the Dark Tribe to deliver a message to your Blewett Tribe. I've just returned." Ferrian appeared contemplative as he nodded. Just as Sebastian was about to turn and leave, Ferrian suddenly called out, "Wait a moment!" "What is it now?" Sebastian asked, keeping a calm demeanor while covertly gathering his energy. He was ready to strike if necessary. "You're not in a hurry to report back, are you? If not, could you help me with something small?" Ferrian asked tentatively. "I'm not in a rush. What is it?" Sebastian initially intended to refuse outright but reconsidered. He realized that being a stranger in the Demonic World made even simple tasks, like searching for medicinal herbs, extraordinarily challenging. Having a local ally could significantly ea