Finmage prayed day and night tirelessly, naturally for the magic potion he longed for.
Rogel understood this very well.
For someone like Finmage, a pirate, benefits and profits outweigh dignity and character.
Finmage's character might be slightly better, with some bottom line, but definitely not much better.
And he was already prepared for how to deal with Finmage.
[Go spread my name.]
[When the time is right, you will receive what you deserve.]
Heisatan's voice was quite indifferent.
After speaking, he was ejected from this area.
Finmage was also stunned upon hearing it, and after coming back to his senses, looking around, he felt an indescribable disappointment.
Undoubtedly, he was hoping that the Master of the Black Tide would directly grant him the promotion potion.
But what he didn't expect was that the Master of the Black Tide just gave a perfunctory instruction and then disappeared.
The promotion potion he longed for also became an indefinite hope...
