Chapter 478 Ground Beef Pasta

Rhea: [The Specter Fleet was running low on supplies, especially food and basic materials. Even a dying camel was bigger than a horse. The Divine Regiment should still have plenty left. Steal their reserves and trade them to me, and I'll remove the Soul Imprint. How about it?]

Kaelith's pupils contracted slightly when she saw the message. 'She wants me to steal the fleet's supplies and hand them