Chapter 272: The Tin Knight and The End of The Banquet (2)
“The Pouch of Lilium, I’ve securely delivered it.”
“Hmm.”
Dorothea examined the item handed over by Algind.
A small, plain green cloth pouch, far from being flashy or luxurious.
Judging by its appearance alone, it looked like something that might be displayed in a modest corner store, but the mana contained within was at an extraordinary level.
Above all, there was no room for doubt as the verdant deer that had popped out of the Animal Compass was unhesitatingly extending its muzzle towards the pouch.
When Dorothea held the cloth pouch upside down, mixed grains poured out endlessly.
And it kept going without stopping.
“…It’s amazing if you call it amazing, but how should I put it, um. It’s a bit plain.”
The power to create mixed grains at a level of creating something from nothing without any additional mana consumption was certainly admirable.
However, given that the pouch’s size was at most something that could be held in one hand, the amount of grain that could be produced within a set time wasn’t that much.
It was similar to the sentiment of “how long would it take” to fill a bathtub through the tiny opening of a magic bottle that endlessly poured out water.