"Shannon, then neutralize the soldiers without killing them."

"What? This many men?　Are there any other reinforcements?

Don't worry. Shannon can do it without reinforcements.

"Oh, ......, I understand."

　Shannon reluctantly pulls out her sword.



"I know it's hard for you to be so tough with so many people, but I'd appreciate it if you'd give up as soon as possible.

"It looks like we've been made to look like fools. Let's do it!"

　There are more than ten soldiers here. It seems like a pretty loose working environment to have ten people here when they're supposed to be guarding the city.

　However, they are surprisingly well organized in their movements. For someone with such a rotten guts, he seems to be well-trained.



Hey, Rock, are you okay?

What?

"What?" "This number is too much for one woman, isn't it?"

　Grizz seemed genuinely concerned about Shannon.



"Shannon can handle this much. She's not just a pretty girl."

"Mr. Locke, did you just call me pretty?　Did you?"



　Shannon responds to my voice and looks at me. I call out to her.

"Don't look away, they're coming from your left."

　Shannon's reaction is delayed for a moment because she is talking to me, but I am still able to dodge her sword and cut her back with ease. I'm glad to see that he has grown up so much.

Shannon said, "I'm in the middle of an important moment, please don't interrupt me.

　Shannon continues to push the soldier with more than twice the number of cuts.



"Shouldn't you be going after Chad?

"We'll go after him. I'll go after him, but I need to neutralize the soldiers here as well, in case they get into trouble later.



Did you set him up with something else?

You don't want to talk about framing me. You said so yourself.　I explained to you that I was going to let the half-breeds attack the city... just like we planned.

"I see."

　Grizz didn't ask any more questions.

　Well, we've already gone over the whole plan.



　Even surrounded by so many, Shannon was able to easily and steadily reduce their numbers one by one.

　The soldiers, who were supposed to be the most numerous and aggressive, started to breathe heavily and seemed to be getting tired.

　At that moment, Patra came out of the box.

"Papa de Morte is ready," she said.

"Thank you, Patra," he said.



"Papa, can I join you?"

"Well, Shannon is playing, so if Shannon says yes, you can."



"Patra, you're welcome. Let's go after them and beat them.

"Yay!　Come play with me!



　For a moment, the soldiers' mouths curled up in a smile, as if they thought the presence of the child would give them an advantage. But the next moment, as they were about to say something, their expressions turned to despair.



　Shannon was stronger, but Patra was stronger. She often leads her orange-antes into battle, but she is faster and stronger than her petite frame would suggest.

"I'm not going to let Shannon beat me!"

"Hey, Patra, I'd hate it if you didn't leave some for me, wouldn't you?"



　Today would be a nightmare day for them.

　They had met two people who had not even come close to using the skills they had worked so hard to develop.



　Soon all of the soldiers were neutralized.

　I thought there would be some last howl of defeat, but no one seems to have the time for it.

　Sometimes some of them even murmured, "Kill me," but of course they didn't. They were important witnesses. Of course not. They are important witnesses.



"Well, we're going to the sea now, but we'll save May's mother first."

　We went to the warehouse where the slaves were, and there Dobu was handing over the slaves he had sold.



"Dobb, we'd like to have the slaves we bought from you.

"Oh, the other day. He's right there.

　Dobb pointed in the direction of Drakul and May's mother.



"I'm glad you guys could make it."

"Hey, why does she get 5 million and I get 400?　Am I that worthless?　Can't you give me another chance?　I don't think it's 400. I mean, these scales are pretty clean, and I think they'd go for a lot more at the end of the day if I dismantled them and sold them."



　Drakul had a funny switch.

　He said something about an end price. Well, I guess it would be a shock if he said his value was 400.






"I'm sorry. I don't have time to explain. Come with me. Dobb, is it possible to rewrite a slave master here?"

"Yeah?　Yes. Here."

　Dobb waved his arm and instantly rewrote the slave contract.



"Dobu......, you're a surprisingly amazing guy.

"Of course I am. Dobu is famous for getting the job done. I've also removed your bracelet. By the way, Chad is on his way to the sea in a carriage with cloaking and concealment magic, so you'd better hurry!"

Who the hell are you ......?



"Who the hell are you ?" "Save your prying for later. You better do what you have to do first.

Okay. Okay. Thank you.

　I'm worried about Dove, but we need to see how this ends.



"Drakkur, I'm sorry to ask this out of the blue, but could you and Shannon bring this tank down to the ocean?　We'll go ahead."

"What?　I'll go first." "What? You're going to do such a terrible thing by leaving me here?　If that's the case, can you at least carry me in your arms?

　I thought about it for a moment, but I didn't want to waste my time.



"Okay. Okay."

"Hey, Mr. Rock!　It's not fair to carry a pretty girl in your arms like that!

"I don't think it's fair!　Shannon, do you want to be carried like a princess by Mr. Gargoyle too?



　Of course she wants to be carried like a princess by Mr. Gargoyle.

　Mr. Gargoyle reads the air and comes out of the box yard.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Locke."

　Mr. Gargoyle greeted me in a gentlemanly manner as soon as he came out.

　Mr. Gargoyle is a good guy after all.



"Oh, I'm sorry. I can walk.

　May's mother instantly transforms into human form.

　What? But I thought you said captured mermaids can't take human form. .......



"Shall we go then?"

　May's mother spun around in front of her and instantly changed into less revealing clothes.

　Apparently, she was no ordinary mermaid.



　We hurried to the beach.

　It's another story how Mr. Gargoyle, who came out of concern, got depressed and quietly went back into the box yard. Come on, Mr. Gargoyle!　Mr. Gargoyle.