The old butler was startled.
Then, a flash of annoyance flickered across his frenzied face.
He had come into contact with the remnants of the "Angel Envoy."
He, of course, knew what that was.
Not to mention digestion, normal people would face fatal dangers just by touching it.
Even if Jason was powerful, holding the title "Ship Slayer" and could temporarily swallow the "Angel Envoy's Halo" by relying on his strong physique, it was absolutely impossible for him to digest it.
To truly absorb and utilize the power within, it was necessary to set up several coordinating rituals, and then, select the correct timing to possibly complete it.
Even with all the preparations, there was still a chance of failure.
No need to mention something about digestion!
The "Angel Envoy's Halo" is not food!
How could it possibly be digested!
Therefore, the old butler did not believe a word Jason said.
On the contrary, he thought Jason was mocking him.
"Do you think you can hinder me by taking out the 'Angel Envoy's Halo' in advance?"
Staring at Jason's body wrapped in bandages, the old butler, believing he had understood everything, let out a scoff.
Digestion was of course impossible.
But to extract it with the help of the "Copper's Resilience" doctor, and then hide it, that was doable.
"Let's see where my thing is!"
As the butler spoke, he didn't pay any attention to Jason in front of him, his hands flipped over his head like blooming flowers.
Instantly, the "Dufol Language" that gathered at his feet spread rapidly.
In just half a breath, these mysterious letters had filled the entire "Copper's Resilience" camp.
Having meticulously planned for so many years, the butler had come to understand the "Angel Envoy" to an extreme.
With regards to the "Angel Envoy" and the "Angel Envoy's Halo," this old butler had special skills to search for and lock onto them.
As long as the "Angel Envoy's Halo" was nearby, he was confident he could find it.
Then, he would mock Jason severely.
Overestimate his own abilities!
"Ship Slayer" might be powerful, but that was only when compared to ordinary people.
It didn't count for much.
A warship of the Sabie Aliens, as long as he had sufficient preparation, he could easily "slash it down."
Now, before arriving at this "Copper's Resilience" campsite.
He was thoroughly prepared.
So, the butler was full of confidence.
But soon, the old butler, who was confident just a moment ago, had a blank expression on his face again.
In the range of his ritual, there was nothing related to the "Angel Envoy," let alone the "Angel Envoy's Halo."
No one who got their hands on the "Angel Envoy's Halo" would let such a trophy get away from them!
He believed others wouldn't either.
Yet the fact in front of him was telling him: Jason had really done it.
Immediately, the way the old butler looked at Jason changed.
"I underestimated you," said the butler.
As he spoke these words, the madness on his face subsided, and he sized up Jason again as if seeing him for the first time.
"You actually entrusted such an important thing to someone else."
"Do you trust him or her that much?"
"It seems you slightly underestimated the 'Angel Envoy's Halo!'"
"I look forward to your outcome!"
The butler said, a sneer appearing on his face.
Especially when he mentioned "outcome," such mockery reached an extreme.
A person like the butler would never trust anyone else.
Therefore, he was certain that Jason's actions wouldn't lead to a good outcome.
The best outcome would be pointless efforts.
The butler chuckled lightly, his mockery turning into a faint malevolence.
He looked forward to that moment.
"I have never underestimated the 'Angel Envoy's Halo.' On the contrary, I believe I understand it the best."
Jason stood his ground and responded confidently.
And that was the truth.
Who else had eaten the "Angel Envoy's Halo"?
Who else knew how it tasted?
That was a bite of "food" worth 100 satiety and 1 point of the Excitement of Feast.
It was a pity he had only taken two bites.
He didn't manage to have it.
For Jason, this was a real regret.
If possible, he really wished to consume the entire "Angel Envoy's Halo," and of course, the "Angel Envoy" itself was also edible; such a large body could provide him a splendid meal.
However, such assumptions, Jason knew, were impossible now.
At least for a considerably long time, an "Angel Envoy" was unlikely to come descending again.
So, he needed to find something else to compensate.
Jason's gaze turned towards the butler before him, his nostrils flaring incessantly.
And quite a distance from here!
He could only determine a general direction!
It would take some time to make a more accurate determination.
When he confirmed the identity of the other party, Jason didn't believe he would be without something like 'magic snacks.'
How could someone who had schemed and planned for so long not have such items?
Not to mention, he was adept at arranging "rituals."
With the [Mystic Knowledge] he possessed, Jason was very aware that some "ritual" arrangements required valuable materials, which to him, were all "food."
At most, they were divided into "meals" or "snacks."