Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 462 Summoning Heroic Spirits

“Producer, let’s move on to the next one,” Assassin cautioned Scott against getting too cocky.

"Ahem, that's true." Scott also realized that he had gotten a little carried away.

"Let's look at the next one."

Scott wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and walked toward the next television set.

Soon, the video started playing.

Robin and Potio appear in the picture.

“Mr. Pam, it’s been a long time~” The robin smiled and waved.

In order not to expose Potio's identity as a wanted criminal, the robin decided to call him by his previous alias.

"Haha, that's really hilarious. Girl, I know my identity is a bit sensitive... but in Dream Reef, just call me by my full name." Potio burst into laughter.

"It's been quite a while since we last met. How could your agent let a big star like you do street performances here?"

The robin shook his head: "A true singer doesn't just sing for the audience closest to the stage."

"But Mr. Potio, your presence here suggests that something big is about to happen at Dream Reef again?"

Portio waved his hand. "Don't make me sound like some kind of disaster alarm! You know the Holy Grail War, right? The ads are everywhere, everyone knows Pinocchio, right?"

"So, Mr. Potio is here to participate in the Holy Grail War?" the robin asked.

Potio nodded. "Hmm? Why are you so surprised? Should I not participate?"

“Of course that’s not what I meant…or rather, that’s what I meant…” the robin said immediately.

"As far as I know, this 'Holy Grail War' should only be open to Pinocchios, as well as members of the company, families, and the Star Train."

Portio smiled slightly. "Am I, 'Mr. Pam,' a member of the Star Train?"

"That's not what I meant!" The robin felt a little tricked.

“Haha, just kidding. I don’t know what got into that old darling, but he sent an invitation to Dream Reef as well. Mika is worried things will turn out like they used to—the higher-ups have fun, while the lower-ups get stabbed in the back,” Potio explained.

"So he forwarded the invitation to me, saying that I would be interested."

“I see. I understand. Mr. Mikael is essentially asking you for help.”

“But the Pinocchio of today is not the same as it used to be,” the robin said.

"Who knows?" Potio waved his hand.

"Although Miss Eve now controls Pinocone, the remnants of the family are still causing trouble."

“That’s what Mika is worried about,” Potio said, expressing his concern.

The robin was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Portio realized he might have gone a bit too far. "Ugh, look at my darn mouth, why did I even bring this up? Sorry. I have no interest in any of that 'Holy Grail' nonsense, but the 'Holy Grail War'? That sounds far too dangerous."

“Indeed, I feel the same way,” the robin said.

"Summoning the dead from their graves to fight each other, with the winner taking all? This beastly competition rule is completely out of my league. It's typical of a cute little office worker's thinking. I wonder who gave Ms. Eve this suggestion."

"Now that I've accepted Mika's request for help, I must do my best to prevent things from getting out of control."

"Alright, time to get ready. Next, we need to 'summon the Heroic Spirit' as instructed on the invitation. See you later!"

After saying that, Potio turned and left.

That concludes the Assassin segment.

Scott was immediately shocked after reading it. "This person is... the wanted criminal Potio?!"

“Mr. Sunday, could you…could you revoke his qualification? Letting a wanted criminal participate in the Holy Grail War is far too dangerous…what if he wishes for the entire company to die instantly? We'd be finished!”

"Are you implying that this cowboy will win the Holy Grail War? That's not a good way to undermine your own morale," Sunday retorted.

"You should know that once you accept the invitation and are branded with the Command Seals, your status as a Master is irrevocable."

“We have no way back.” Sunday’s tone was heavy.

"Then please send out the hounds immediately and give this wanted criminal a good beating!" Scott said urgently.

"This Holy Grail War is extremely important. As one of the Masters, rashly launching an attack on him would not be a proper course of action."

"The only way to get rid of him is to have him killed by another Master or Servant," Sunday continued.

"Otherwise, the outside world will have doubts."

"Oh, I see..." Scott calmed down a little.

"Why is Mr. Scott so wary of this guy?" Sunday continued to ask.

“Uh… because of some minor personal grudges, he was exceptionally brutal when he attacked our colleagues in the department…” Scott explained.

“Isn’t this your perfect opportunity to avenge your colleagues?” Sunday retorted. “Do your best to win and bring this arrogant cowboy down.”

"Ah... Don't worry, Mr. Sunday. Let alone a little Potio, as long as the traps and schemes are well prepared, even the big star robin is nothing but a lamb to the slaughter!"

Although Scott was still somewhat apprehensive, he straightened up.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing Scott's words, a hint of threat flashed in Sunday's eyes.

Scott immediately realized something was wrong and said, "Ahem, of course, Miss Robin can wait."

It was only on Sunday that he gave up on that idea.

“Producer, there’s only one shot left,” Assassin reminded him.

"Oh, right!"

Scott was looking for an opportunity to change the subject, so he immediately went over to check.

The last television screen switched, and Eve and Star appeared on the screen.

"Hey? Xingbao, what are you doing here?"

“They insisted on interviewing me,” Xing said, pointing to the reporter beside her.

"Oh my god, it's Ms. Eve herself! Quick, quick, quick!"

Upon seeing Eve, the reporter decisively abandoned Star and rushed towards Eve.

"Hello, Ms. Eve, may I ask what your purpose is in organizing the Holy Grail War?"

"What are your plans for this brutal battle?"

"Also, wouldn't it be unfair for you to participate in this Holy Grail War personally?"

"Furthermore, can the Holy Grail truly grant all wishes?"

"And there's more..."

The reporter kept asking questions incessantly.

Eve kept smiling, and pointed her finger to the sky. "Look, the sun!"

The reporter quickly followed Eve's finger and turned to look, only to find that there was nothing in the sky.

Pinocchio is forever enveloped by the deep starry sky.

When she turned around, she found that Eve had already disappeared.

And it wasn't just Eve; even Star's figure had disappeared.

Only then did the reporter realize that he had been scammed.

At the Kroc Film Park.

"Star Baby, have you summoned the Heroic Spirit?" Eve asked as they walked.

Xing shook her head. "Not yet. Wasn't it supposed to be a unified summoning system?"

“Yes, let’s go then.” Eve checked the time; it was almost time for the Holy Grail War.

Scott, watching from off-screen, was immediately startled.

"It really is Director Eve..."

"I..."

Scott, who had been full of information, hesitated again.

"What's wrong? You're too scared to act when you see your boss?"

“What’s the point of talking about a lone wolf?” Sunday shook his head slightly, his tone full of disappointment.

“How, how is this possible!” Scott shouted.

“I’m a lone wolf. Even if it’s a board member… no, even if Louis Fleming comes, I’ll still take him down!”

"I've endured years of hardship at the company, all for this opportunity!" Scott rallied.

“Very good, that’s exactly what I admire about you – your perseverance.” Sunday nodded in satisfaction.

Assassin then approached Scott and bowed gracefully.

"The stage is set up, and the characters have all taken their places. However, Master, for both of us, this 'Holy Grail War' seems to have some underlying concerns."

Scott nodded. "This time, the competitors are definitely not to be underestimated."

"No, what I mean is... looking at the backstories of these characters, they can be mainly divided into four categories: Sand Gold, who is in competition with your department; Potio, who has a personal grudge against your department; the Nameless Guest, who is your sworn enemy; and your boss, Director Eve."

"In other words, from a narratological perspective, every participant we have identified so far will target you immediately."

Scott panicked. "--It's us. This company's swear word is 'Hidden Worry'? Don't I know everyone here has a grudge against me?"

“A little personal experience: not everyone is your enemy. Mr. Scott, you need to learn to distinguish between a conflict of interest and a personal grudge,” he cautioned on Sunday.

"The core difference between the two is that the former allows for negotiation, while the latter doesn't. So, if I were you..."

Scott immediately realized, "...they'll prioritize dealing with 'personal grudges.' Hmph, thank you, Mr. Sunday, I've learned a great deal."

"What a clever twist in the story! Characters who have crossed paths in the past are destined to settle their differences on the stage of the Holy Grail War." Assassin exclaimed excitedly.

"Hmph, fortunately, I drew your lucky card, Assassin! With your Noble Phantasm, we should be able to gain the upper hand..."

"To gain the upper hand, simply knowing what the other side is planning isn't enough. It's like having a script but not actually filming it. I must remind you, Master, that nameless stranger you despise is currently preparing a ritual to summon a Servant..."

"Hehe, Xing, I have to deal with you first, lest things get complicated."

"It's a pity there wasn't that despicable March 7th, otherwise I could have enjoyed double the happiness!" Scott laughed, his expression completely manic.

"Let's go, Assassin, let's seize the initiative!"

"Yes, Master."

Scott, beaming with pride, left the Sunday office with Assassin.

After Scott left, Sunday, which had been serious all along, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ms. Eve, I have fulfilled all your requests.”

“The target looks like he’s taken the bait well,” Sunday said into the communicator.

"Hmm, well done," Eve's voice came from the other end of the communicator.

In order to completely eliminate the unruly forces both inside and outside Pinocchio, Eve deliberately used the Holy Grail to create this competition, just to give them a good warning.

But to make the competition seem more authentic, she needed a stupid, arrogant, and despicable villain to act as the catalyst.

Just in time, the market development department sent someone over; it was like a godsend.

Scott, such a big, stupid wolf... oh no, a lone wolf, just delivered himself to her doorstep.

To convince Scott of this premise, Eve staged a Mission: Impossible scenario on Sunday.

The purpose was to get Scott to enter the operation with complete confidence.

"Thank you for your hard work. Keep observing and be careful not to give anything away."

After giving her instructions, Eve hung up the call.

Sunday in the chair was also a time for a sigh of relief.

He really can't do acting.

Especially when he saw Scott actually believe it, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Well, I hope you have a smooth journey, Mr. Scott, for Ms. Eve's sake."

Sunday shook his head and turned on the monitor.

Of course, he wasn't looking at Scott, but at his own sister.

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The golden moment.

Soon, the clock struck midnight, marking the official start of the Holy Grail War.

The host excitedly broadcast this grand occasion.

"Next comes the most exciting moment: the Trail Blazers will step into the summoning circle, chant the incantation, and summon one of the greatest souls in Pinocchio's history!"

"Which Pinocchio historical figure will be summoned? Will it be the dream builder, Gracks? Or the original hound? Let's wait and see!"

At this moment, Eve and Star had already arrived at the summoning platform.

“Let’s begin,” Xing said seriously.

Eve nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the Masters scattered in various places also began to summon Heroic Spirits.

Robin: "Your body is under my command; my destiny is in your sword."

Pam: "Coming with the sound of the train whistle, along comes the fragrant, crispy Pam pie!"

Potio: "I did not come to bring forth all good in the world, but I am destined to die to destroy all evil in the world."

Gold Sands: "Seven souls flowing from the heart of the Amber King Stone..."

Star: "Follow the call of the Holy Grail. If you follow this will and the principles of Heaven, answer now and swear an oath here."

Eve: "Appear across the wheel of balance, guardian of Libra!"

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