Chapter 26: The Arena in Flight
Jebutan couldn't help but feel worried as he glanced at the lone wolf thief gang launching another attack in the corridor.
In the first attack, the leader of the family guard, who was already a 5th-level warrior, was ambushed by Sigurd, the leader of the Lone Wolves, and became seriously injured. He is still unconscious to this day. Under the relentless onslaught of the enemy, the mercenaries he hired had long since abandoned their posts and fled, probably changing into civilian clothes in the rear carriages to pretend to be ordinary people. Only the loyal family guard team was still desperately holding on, but these admirable warriors were also exhausted and covered in wounds.
Jebutan didn't know whether he should be grateful or not, as Siegess had only made one sneak attack. If the latter had continued to launch sneak attacks recklessly amidst the chaos, his own guard of around ten people, mostly 2nd and 3rd level warriors, would have probably collapsed already, and he himself should now be drinking with Siegess.
It's likely that Sieg, who has always been cautious in rumors, is conserving his strength to deal with unexpected situations. Although it seems like the overall situation has already been decided - the locomotive control room should have already been occupied by Lone Wolf, and now the train has entered the infamous no-man's land of Malders Heath. It's obvious that the opponent must have arranged for a large number of reinforcements in advance, and as soon as the train stops, all those who are still resisting will be directly eliminated.
Jiebutan smiled wryly: The Lone Wolf's plan was too perfect, and the action was too decisive. I reckon it was one of the two brothers who informed the Lone Wolf of his whereabouts and guard strength through a secret channel and reached some kind of agreement. The Lone Wolf is a thief gang, with no credibility to speak of. I wonder if giving them benefits can get us out of this crisis?
However, after the charge led by a group of ruffians was repelled, the masked man who appeared at the door on the other side of the corridor immediately dispelled Jebtan's illusions. Because he saw the family crest on his chest.
"Are you under Big Brother or Second Brother?" Jeb's face turned very ugly, knowing that he had no chance of escaping.
"Do you think I would say it out loud, Third Young Master? However, as a courtesy, you may call me Little Clown." The other person elegantly bowed and said. The gorgeous attire paired with the strange mask, plus his gloomy tone, gave off an inexplicable sense of disgust, just like a giant cockroach was disgusting.
But at this time, Jebu Tan didn't have the heart to mock his opponent's taste. He was just lamenting that he would be eating boxed meals because of this dog-blooded family internal conflict when he was only 17 years old and in his prime. Poor him, he hadn't even watched anime yet! Hadn't played Galgame yet! Hadn't bought a life-size pillow yet! Hadn't assembled a figurine yet! Hadn't...
Alright, actually he just turned blue in the face and couldn't say a word.
One of the ruffians walked over and whispered something in the clown's ear, then retreated. A clear look of joy appeared on the latter's face. He raised his hand to point out the window at Jeb Tannen, laughing: "Look, Third Master. The Lone Wolf's main force has arrived."
It's really coming. Jebulon turned his head with a bitter mouth, and saw that the vast expanse of red Gobi was covered with a cavalry unit riding horses, accompanied by rolling smoke and dust, rushing towards the train at an almost vertical angle. If they started braking now, this irregular cavalry unit would be right in front of the train's head. Then, everything would be over.
Jebutan instead calmed down, sitting in the window seat silently watching as the Lone Wolf cavalry approached closer and closer. Jebutan could even see that the leader was wearing a cyan-colored leather armor riding on a black horse, but...
The train didn't slow down!
At this speed, the cavalry unit can only touch the middle carriage of the train - and that's when both sides are moving at high speeds. It's imaginable how many people will be able to board the train in the end, it's already not something that can be described as tragic.
The clown was also unexpectedly furious, viciously grabbing the collar of a hapless bystander and bellowing loudly: "Why is there no brake!? Didn't you say that the front of the car had already been taken control of by your people?"
Of course he couldn't find out anything, ordinary soldiers wouldn't know about this kind of thing.
The clown muttered a curse and opened the window to climb onto the roof. Jebulon, though he wanted to order his men to intercept, was distracted by the lone wolf mercenaries charging towards him. As a VIP, Jebulon himself didn't know any martial arts or magic, so all he could do was listen as the footsteps on the roof gradually faded away.
I am a divider line
The temperature was still relatively low, and the biting cold wind felt even more piercing due to the high-speed train rushing beneath their feet. But there was no better view than this: the azure sky and the crimson Gobi stretched out endlessly, with waves of cavalry troops surging in the distance, as well as various colorful elementary magic and ordinary arrows flying towards them, all within sight.
A quagmire the size of a pond suddenly appeared on the road where the cavalry was charging, and in an instant, people and horses were overturned. This is something that ordinary newborns cannot do, it must be the good work of Coach Crixus.
Yue Ge smiled slightly as she stood on top of the carriage, smoothed out her long hair that had been blown into disarray by the strong wind, and took out her bow and arrow.
Elisha's first request was to attack the opponent's mount, and Yue Ge's sniping performance officially began.
The first arrow, a weak miscellaneous soldier was knocked down by the wounded horse and disappeared into the rolling smoke; The second arrow, that guy reacted quickly, abandoned his horse and jumped to the ground, but ended up with a mouthful of mud; The third arrow, the fallen horse tripped another horse behind it, causing a terrible traffic accident; The fourth arrow, was blocked by the rider using his weapon in conjunction with his aura?
It makes sense. Yuè Gē tilted her head, and with a disdainful expression, she drew out two arrows at the same time and placed them on the bowstring: one arrow aimed at the person, one arrow aimed at the horse, I'll see which one you block?
Even a noble and gentle soul was corrupted by the shameless and black-bellied members of the soy sauce department...
The rider who had deflected the arrow flying towards himself lost his mount and fell headfirst to the ground.
Someone in the cavalry group pointed at Yue Ge and shouted loudly. Such an obvious and cool target, if they ignore it again, unless their heads were squeezed by a door before.
A few riders with bows and arrows began to counterattack against Yuetu, who didn't move at all - she hadn't even considered preparing in advance. The messy arrows were all off the mark, and the only gain was that one arrow passed through the window and scratched the unfortunate Fabiano's forehead after it had been shot.
The leader of this group of cavalry was almost blinded at this moment. Many of them were much stronger than those fledglings who were shamelessly casting elementary spells, but the problem was - none of them were mages, all were close combat professions. The few archers had not played a big role before being knocked down by that elf on the carriage.
If these annoying flies were just harassing attacks, it wouldn't be a big deal, and at most, they would waste some energy defending themselves. But this group of shameless bastards actually targeted the mounts! This is the most frustrating and infuriating part for the team leader. Without their mounts, how can these guys, who are still far from being able to split mountains and rocks, catch up with the train? Moreover, it's not going as planned, and the train hasn't shown any signs of slowing down yet, which makes the team leader feel extremely anxious and helpless, watching his subordinates lose their mounts and have to run on foot.
If things go on like this without stopping, the cavalry will only be able to brush past the train.
I am a divider line
The clown has returned to the car and is now standing in front of the passageway door leading to the control room at the head of the train.
He is a 4th-level thief, no, it's more accurate to call him an assassin. He is proficient in various assassination and stealth skills, and has also studied poisons. When he strikes, it's extremely ruthless, either you die or I perish. It can be said that the clown is simply a killer.
But the killer is not suitable for head-on combat, that's what warriors would do. So neither Joker nor Sieg made a move against Jebutan's guards or mounted police, with their defense just one hit would be big trouble.
But now the clown had to prepare for a positive war. The police officer behind him knew that he was fighting with what kind of blood, not only eliminating the curse but also one by one, vigorous and powerful, if it wasn't for Siegfried's calmness, I'm afraid those useless soldiers would have collapsed long ago. If they don't stop the train and get reinforcements soon, this action will completely fail.
Next time may not have such a good opportunity!
The clown first entered a stealth state and hid his body, then gently opened the door without making any noise. When the gap was barely enough to pass through, he quickly drilled in and immediately closed the door again. The whole process was very fast, no more than three seconds.
Perfect infiltration. It's impossible for an ordinary person to notice without looking this way.
The clown breathed carefully and then began to take stock of the interior of the control room.
In the corner, four lone mercenaries dressed in fake mercenary uniforms were tied up like dumplings. It seemed that their attempt to take over had failed; two train drivers wearing work uniforms were chatting in front of the control panel, and they were ordinary people who had never practiced any martial arts. What was going on? Had ordinary civilians become a force to be reckoned with now?
A sudden gust of wind sounded in the enclosed room, and the clown immediately drew out his short sword to defend himself. But unexpectedly, what appeared before him was not a weapon, but a wave composed of pure black feathers. The clown subconsciously used his sword to block it, and an unbelievable powerful force suddenly came from the sword, directly pushing him out of the control room, slamming him against the broken door on the outside passageway. The tremendous impact made the clown feel as if all his internal organs had shifted.
"What were you sneaking around doing just now, you cockroach?"
A beautiful, petite black-winged fallen angel with striking snow-white long hair, dressed in a dark Gothic attire, hovered in mid-air with her hands clasped together and gazed down at the disheveled clown on the floor with an icy, disdainful, hateful, and arrogant gaze, as if looking at a maggot. The clown felt that his dignity and honor as a 4th-level being were utterly insignificant before her, leaving him with only submission.
The mercury lamp that had been silent for a chapter makes a strong appearance! Sprinkle flowers~~~~
As for why the president appeared here, do you all still remember when Eriol first whispered to her ear? In fact, it was at that time that Eriol had already begun considering how to seize the initiative and make arrangements. The reason for choosing the mercury lamp in front of the car head control room——of course not just because she is strong, but mainly because she can fly.
If you can fly, moving to the front of the car is no longer restricted by terrain, and you don't have to face enemies in the carriage either.
Why is there such a powerful presence on the train!？The clown was about to collapse. He struggled to get up, but found that his legs were trembling uncontrollably. This was the clown's instinct as an assassin warning him that the creature in front of him was extremely dangerous and had far exceeded his own limits of killing power.
"Do you know? I really dislike the indelible smell of blood on you." The mercury lamp that was just in the distance suddenly appeared in front of the stunned clown, and his consciousness was instantly left with only the other's purple-red eyes and the low voice that almost froze his soul. Then the mercury lamp suddenly moved away from him, as if it was disgusted by his smell. "So, please lie down."
Under the stimulation of extreme oppression, the clown finally went crazy, he howled and raised a short sword with a highly toxic tip, flashing in the narrow corridor, changing direction and pouncing on the mercury lamp, leaving a string of residual shadows in the air. At this moment, he burst out the legendary seed.
The clown's short sword was very close to the slender white neck of the mercury lamp, and if it moved forward a little more, it would cut it open, causing the warm blood and pink flesh to come into contact with the cold air. However, this was just his fantasy after all.
The mercury lamp's right hand, small and delicate, stretched out its thumb and index finger, effortlessly pinching the opponent's short sword. Her eyes were full of jest and mockery, just like a mischievous cat playing with a mouse. The clown, who had come back to his senses, had his face change from crazy to terrified, then before his eyes appeared large black wings, followed by his body being covered in feathers, and he fainted.
"So that's how you fall? No wonder you're a disgusting piece of trash, daring to come out with such little strength. Tsk, what a disappointment."
Mercury lamp for clown, ending is: instant kill.
I am a divider line
Eri didn't know that the mercury lamp had easily taken care of a guy who failed to pretend to be a BOSS and ended up being unlucky, she just thought she was very unlucky.
Just as she and Granada were sneaking forward on the roof of the car, they had to stop at a low point where the cars connected because it was a depression. As soon as Granada passed by, Eriol still hadn't moved when she felt like someone bumped into her from behind. Immediately after, her danger prediction skill went wild and frantically warned her. At the same time that Eriol didn't hesitate to reveal herself and used Bullet Time to leap forward with force, two curved knives gleaming with a cold light appeared out of thin air, targeting the heart on her back where she was just at.
Black armor, a lone eye patch, and gray hair... without a doubt, the man before him was Siegfried, the leader of the Lone Wolves.
Eriol thought for a moment and understood: It was estimated that Siegfried saw the train delayed and didn't slow down to get reinforcements, while the fierce attack of the police officer Nasli had already made his subordinates unbearable, so he took a desperate risk and tried to sneak into the rear of Jebutan's guard team to take him captive.
Then, perhaps by some shameless lolicon's arrangement, the sneaking Sieg and Eriol met each other.
Granna also appeared, standing beside Eriol, pulling out a dagger and staring intently at the opponent: "Eriol, hurry up and go help Jebutan's guard team. Sieg's appearance here means that the lone wolf is going all-in, you have to protect that rich second-generation heir from falling into their crazy hands. If he becomes a hostage, it'll be troublesome!"
"What are you going to do!? Don't tell me you're planning on staying behind to ambush Sieg, and eating bento!"
"I'm a thief, I won't be foolish enough to take them head-on." Granna winked at Eriol with her right eye and smiled, "You'd better get rid of those little rascals down there as soon as possible, then bring Uncle Nasli to rescue me. I haven't even gotten a boyfriend yet, don't want to go have tea with the god of the underworld so soon."
If she were to reveal her true form, there's no doubt that even a 6th-level saint would not be able to match her. But if that happens, the carefree school life of Little Loli will also come to an end - no one has the guts to be friends or classmates with a goddess, except for a certain useless guy who dialed the wrong number. However, if she were to face Sieg right now... The difference between 2nd and 3rd level is not even worth mentioning, but the power of those above 3rd level is like a watershed. As long as one's talent isn't particularly bad, anyone can reach 3rd level with some effort, even mages. However, reaching 4th level requires extremely strong intuition and luck, and the difference in strength compared to 3rd level is too great. If Sieg weren't a thief with low defense who couldn't fight back for fear of getting hurt in the chaos, but rather a warrior who could use aura to protect himself, Jebutan's guards would have all fallen by now.
With her current strength, even if Xiao Loli uses her cuteness, it would be useless in a solo battle against Siegfried.
Taking a deep look at Grana, who was full of confidence and fighting spirit, Eriol smiled slightly and threw out an "Acceleration" before turning around and running away: "Don't die before I get back!"
The reason why Eriol was so decisive in leaving was, of course, the attributes of Grana that she had just seen with her True Eye: this little girl who had been quietly following behind and pretending to be a experience leech, turned out to be a 4th-level thief! Although in terms of energy, Grana was only at the early stage of level 4, far from being a match for Sieg who was about to break through to level 5, but she could hold on until reinforcements arrived.
Is this Granada supposed to be some big shot's attendant or something? Judging from the dormitory assignments, is it Sofia? This black-bellied woman really has an incredible status. However, she herself doesn't seem to have noticed, and it seems like none of us have either. Granada is really good at hiding her true nature, why doesn't she go be the star of a "wolf in sheep's clothing" show?! Ah, this Sieg is indeed terrifying, giving off an aura that's just like having a sharp blade placed on one's own neck, ready to take your life away at any moment. My poor Nayele...
Are you still thinking about the magic cannon at this time!!!?
After Eriol's departure, Grana drew her dagger and launched a surprise attack.
Grenna's two daggers, which had left a faint afterimage in the air, were aimed straight at Sieg's throat and heart, their tips gleaming with a sharp, cold light. However, Sieg was no pushover, and with a slight flick of his curved knives, he deflected Grenna's attack, immediately turning defense into offense with a swift counterattack. But to his surprise, Grenna seemed to have anticipated this, and had already withdrawn her daggers to meet the curved knives that were now hurtling towards her.
On the speeding train, amidst the whistling cold wind, two figures crossed paths, their blades clashing in a burst of explosive sounds. In that brief instant, they exchanged over a dozen blows before switching positions and coming to a halt.
Granna turned around and casually wiped away the faint wound on her face, "Hey, are you a man or not? How can you attack a girl's face?"
But Sieg's face was gloomy, he stared at Grana with a cold tone: "What are you? Why..."
"Why is it that you and I use the same dagger killing technique?" Granna flirtatiously raised an eyebrow at Sieg, "I won't tell you."
Siegel remained unmoved, still keeping a poker face staring at Granna without letting go.
"It's quite simple. Master Vika got over her depression and regained her spirit after you betrayed her, and she even took in a new disciple." Granna's expression turned icy as she said this, "Nice to meet you for the first time, senior brother."
I am a divider line
This was the last attack launched by the lone wolf. They all rushed up like madmen in the narrow carriage, completely disregarding the few accomplices who were blocking the way behind them. As long as they could hold on, the police would be able to capture this group of lunatics and put an end to the chaos.
But how to get through it? Jebutan looked at the almost collapsing guard members in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It's already incredible that they can hold on until now. With their current state, it's obviously impossible to withstand the final crazy charge of the Lone Wolf Thief Gang: everyone is covered in wounds, extremely exhausted, and some people even have broken weapons, and what they are holding now are the thief gang's weapons picked up from the ground. If a fight really breaks out, they will likely all be defeated easily.
At this time, a guard walked up to Jebutan and saluted: "Sir, it seems we can't hold on this time. The guy who just went to the front of the train hasn't slowed down yet, which means there's someone powerful at the front of the train stopping him. You'd better go there immediately and cut off the connection between the locomotive and the carriage (he didn't know that it was a small doll with incredible strength at the front of the train, just thinking it was an ordinary strong man who couldn't withstand the group fight). We'll buy you time here."
His point is that as long as Jebat escapes, it doesn't matter what happens to anyone else.
"What a joke! Did you think I didn't see that group of lone wolf cavalry earlier? What about the others in the carriages that stopped after disconnecting?! What about the students from Hope Garden who held off those cavalry for half a day for everyone's sake?! I don't have the qualifications to sacrifice others to save myself!" Jebutan rebuked angrily.
Although Jeb's legs were trembling, his eyes did not show a hint of falsehood. The guard saluted sincerely and said: "In that case, we will defend this carriage to the death!"
"Hey, I thought you were just a timid rich second-generation kid, but it turns out you have some principles after all. This is good, at least I don't have to worry that the person I saved is a useless waste of space."
The sweet voice was so abrupt that the guard burst out in a cold sweat. He didn't even notice someone sneaking up to Jebutan's side, which was an unforgivable dereliction of duty! He subconsciously drew his sword and guarded Jebutan in front of him.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm a student of Hope Garden." A delicate and lovely figure appeared out of thin air.
After the owner of this voice fully appeared, both of them were stunned.
"Hmm, compared to me, shouldn't that group of fierce-looking guys over there be more worthy of your attention?" Although Eri had gradually gotten used to her pseudo-lolita lifestyle, being stared at like this still made her feel uncomfortable all over.
"Ahahaha, because you're so beautiful, I accidentally..." Jebu said with embarrassment, scratching his head and laughing.
However, the guard was very serious. After a brief moment of distraction, he first asked to see Eri's student ID and confirmed it before asking strangely: "So, Miss Harris, are you the only one who came to help? Are you sure you can handle those robbers? They're not stationary targets in practical training."
Eirlysia, who was quite cute, jumped up and down a few times to get a clear view of the Lone Wolf's crowded formation, and snorted in disdain: "In my opinion, such a crowded group and a fixed target are no different."
The guard also couldn't help but sweat a little: "Yes, just now they still had some semblance of formation, now I don't know what madness has taken hold of them to turn into this state."
That's because their leader is now on top of the car and there's no one directing them from across the way...
"This is just right, watch me take them all down with one spoon." Eriol walked confidently onto the passageway.
Faced with the ferocious and seemingly unstoppable robbers, what will Little Loli do next?
Martial arts? No way, she only knows one move, Double Dragon Flash; magic? It seems feasible, but under such a dense charging formation, her few low-damage spells can't exert their maximum effect; Magical girl transformation... I mean transforming into a divine form, that's even more out of the question; Gun fu? It's possible to fight while retreating and delaying time to wait for the police reinforcements behind. But Granada above can't wait that long.
This is indeed a difficult problem, but Eriol had already made up her mind.
But if I were to write "To be continued, tune in next time" here, even though this chapter has already exceeded the 5,000-word mark, you guys would probably still kill me off.
So this chapter is still continuing...
The formation of the Luos was really too crowded, and it wasn't until now that they had just arrived at the middle section of the carriage. Elisha stood there like a Son MM in a narrow and long terrain, with an "one woman holds the pass, ten thousand men can't open" posture.
Under the gaze of Jebutan and his elite guards behind her, Eriol pulled out a shiny silver coin. She muttered to herself in a low voice: "Today I used 20 seconds, still have 10 seconds left, enough for two shots. Those guys are really unlucky."
Only to see Eriol suddenly burst out countless dazzling electric arcs all over her body, followed by a crisp sound, the silver coin was flicked up into the air by her right thumb, drawing a bright flash of lightning. Then, in an instant, a large amount of blue electricity surged across Little Lori's entire body, if not for the lack of magical fluctuations, Jebutan would have thought she was releasing high-level thunder magic.
When the silver coin landed again in Eriol's right hand, a blindingly bright light and a fierce gust of wind suddenly appeared like a supernova explosion. The beautiful back view composed of golden long hair dancing elegantly in the strong wind, fluttering clothes, and a small, weak but unyielding figure was forever etched in Jeltan's mind.
This train car has been scrapped. The tables, chairs, windows and lamps have all become unrecognizable fragments, while the group of arrogant robbers from before have turned into dark, unidentified objects rolling around on the ground, happily emitting a blue smoke.
What a refreshing scene it is - the little loli casually uses her right hand, which is still sparking with electricity, to brush back a strand of golden hair that has been blown awry by the air wave, striking a pose that's full of vigor and energy - and then, she petrifies.
"You have successfully rescued Jebtan and completed the stage random task. However, since you used skills that do not consume your own energy during the task (that 30-second million-volt electric shock skill consumes additional energy, does everyone remember?), it is determined as cheating behavior and no reward will be given."
"What the heck are you doing?! This is ridiculous!!"
Erichika vs Lone Wolf remnants: Under the former's first shot of a mountain-strong electromagnetic cannon, the Lone Wolf cup was speechlessly annihilated.
I am a divider line
Granna's current appearance is quite wretched: her leather armor has long since become a pile of tattered leather scraps carelessly discarded in some godforsaken place; her clothes are no better, and if she takes them off and tears them slightly, a piece of cloth will be born; large areas of snow-white skin exposed to the biting cold wind reveal a delicate red color, which would undoubtedly make most men have lustful thoughts.
But unfortunately, the person opposite her is absolutely not in this case.
Fortunately, Granada was only outwardly miserable and not injured. She still maintained her strong fighting spirit, looking for Sieg's weakness - although so far she hadn't found any.
"You're weak." Sieg said suddenly after being silent since the battle, "I can kill you anytime I want."
"So you were just tearing my clothes all along, huh? You really wanted to see that badly? Wouldn't it be easier to find a woman in the tavern?" Granna continued to provoke Siegs, even though she knew he wouldn't fall for it.
"Hmph, are you still following that old codger Vika's teachings? Provoking the enemy into losing their cool is a trick he always harps on about. Siges showed a look of disgust. "I've had enough of his theory that thieves should be low-key and inconspicuous! If one has power, they should let the world know, make it known to all! Why should I become a silent watchdog for the Roland Empire's royal family along with him?"
"So you formed the Lone Wolf Thieves' Guild and became a legendary figure, known far and wide, at the cost of being wanted for life by the three great empires? Brother, it's not worth it." Granna shook her head and sighed.
"It's not for you to decide whether it's worth it or not." Sieg lowered his waist and took an attacking stance, licking his lips. "The losers below seem to have failed already. Time is running out, let's end this quickly. Don't worry, I won't kill you, consider it a gift from your senior brother."
Granna hastily raised her dagger and no longer said anything, beginning to be fully on guard.
The two of them almost simultaneously entered stealth mode - this time it was the real deal, only thieves in stealth mode were the most terrifying. The exchange between the two earlier was just a comparison of techniques, and Granna had clearly fallen behind.
Granna moved stealthily, making no sound. In this situation, even the slightest increase in breathing would invite a fatal attack. She held her breath and changed positions cautiously - staying still was absolutely courting death, unless necessary, thieves on the prowl were always on the move.
But this time the terrain is a bit special, and there isn't much space on the narrow roof of the car.
Granny soon felt something was wrong: on the top of this speeding train, the biting cold wind came howling from the front at all times. Now Granny was facing the front, so the wind was blowing straight into her face. But just now when she moved to the left side, the wind suddenly weakened - there was something in front blocking the wind!
Granna didn't hesitate, and with great force stabbed the two daggers at what she thought was a vital spot in a flash of lightning. At the same time as the sound of fabric being pierced reached her ears, Granna knew something was wrong. Because the daggers in her hands hadn't hit anything solid.
That was a cloak, probably taken from the space goods by Siegfried. Gudrun's two daggers stabbed through it with two big holes, if corresponding to human body, exactly at the positions of throat and heart. Siegfried fixed the cloak behind him with his hands and feet, forming a windbreak - successfully luring Gudrun over.
The cloak of the one who achieved a remarkable feat was blown away, and at the same time, the two daggers in Granna's hands also flew away.
"Little sister, you still lack experience." Sieg said, his expression still as if he had a poker face, with the curved knife pressed against Granada's neck.
"So what should I say? Not that the country is not making an effort, but rather that it's too cunning?"
“……”
"Alright, I just wanted to lighten the mood." Granna said helplessly, raising her hands.
"Old man... are you doing all right now?" Siegfried hesitated for a moment before saying, "Tell him that at his age, he shouldn't be running around to places like taverns without good reason. It's not good for his health."
Granana finally cracked a smile: "Master said you're right, your nature is still good. Wait a minute, you just said he ran to the tavern when nothing's wrong? I was wondering why he often disappeared... no, that can't be right, he didn't have any alcohol on him when he came back... Hmm, could it be that this old man went out and had an affair!? Haha, Vika, you're so bold. When I get back from vacation, I'll punish you to kneel in front of the keyboard every day, no, wait, I mean kneel in front of the washing board! You'd better reflect on your actions!"
Siegsston suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "You...you're certain you're his disciple and not his wife?"
But Granada, who had already darkened and fallen into strange associations, apparently didn't hear.
"Ah, no! Uncle Nasri, come and help quickly!" Suddenly, a sweet and sticky voice rang out, startling the two who were lost in thought.
Only to see Eriol hurrying over with Nasli, who had climbed onto the roof of a distant carriage. A string of beginner magic came flying in, forcing Sieg to release the curved dagger at Grana's throat - although he wouldn't have hurt her, but that was too intimidating, and the little loli didn't know their relationship either.
"Granna, stall him!" Elisia shouted.
"Hehe, that little girl is quite interesting. Well, goodbye Little Sister." As soon as he finished speaking, Sieg's hand suddenly lifted sharply, his curved knife lightly trembling as it sliced across Granna's shoulder, who had yet to react.
Then, the only piece of cloth hanging on Gran's shoulder from that already tattered and worn-out garment broke off. In an instant, the linen shirt slid down elegantly from Gran's body, revealing her fair skin, smooth back, slender waist, and perky breasts... Sorry to disappoint everyone, but the underwear was a kind of incredibly durable equipment that wouldn't wear out even if its owner took a direct hit from a forbidden spell as long as they didn't turn into ashes.
"Ah!!!!!!"
Taking advantage of Granada's crouching down with her shoulders, Siegfried jumped back a few steps, put his thumb and index finger into his mouth and blew out a very loud whistle. Then a golden-feathered adult thunderbird with a wingspan of about 10 meters flew out of the clouds and dived down to pick up Siegfried, who had jumped up at the right moment, and quickly disappeared into the distance.
"Oh, it's pale green..." Nasri muttered from a short distance away.
"Get down, you damned old man!" Elisia shouted loudly, jumping up and kicking his thigh.
"It was you who told me to come up."
"Woe is me, I'm done for, I'll never get married now." Granna remained in her squatting position.
"Stop messing around, do you want to catch a cold? Go down and find some clothes!" Elisha kicked Nasri down, then turned her head and mercilessly teased Granna, who was still playing with the baby, "If you really can't get married, that uncle from earlier would have taken responsibility."
"I'll go change clothes right away, you mustn't let that uncle be in charge!!"
Grana vs Sieg, result: complete defeat...
I am finally about to end the dividing line
Malders Station is the transportation hub of the Tansanian Empire and the Roland Empire in this vast wasteland. Tons of goods are circulated here, making it extremely lively.
Jebutu and his escort, as well as the students of Hope's Garden, will all be transferring here. The former to the Roland Empire, the latter to the inland areas of the Tanzan Empire - their trial grounds, the Gestrik Mine, are within its borders. As for the Lone Wolf's captives, naturally they will be handled by the railway management bureau.
"Thank you very much!" Jebutan said sincerely with a bow towards Kuri and the students behind her.
"If you really want to thank me, then bring out something practical." Kuri said with a chocolate bar in her mouth, stretching out her right hand and rubbing three fingers together with her nose humming.
"Hey, you're representing Hope Garden's teacher image now. Watch your words and actions, you bad teacher!"
"Hehe, I'll donate some money to Hope Garden when I get back." Jeb didn't seem too unhappy about it, probably because his business mindset had made him used to this sort of thing. But donations and all that... Didn't you see Kris's face almost exploding with anger? Really didn't see it? Say, do you dare guarantee that you weren't doing it on purpose?
Then Jebel stepped around the furious Chris and came to Eliya's front, took out a small gold plate with a badge engraved on it, solemnly holding it in both hands: "This is the token of our Gillion family. It can prove that the holder is an important friend of some direct members of the family. All family subordinate business associations and facilities will be very convenient for the holder. I hope you can accept it, Miss Harris."
The little loli pointed at herself with a puzzled expression on her face.
"It's just a small token of gratitude from me. Please don't decline."
"Thank you." Since the other person had already said so, and in front of so many people, Eriol didn't want to lose face in front of this young master from a big family - although in a certain sense she was also a young master from a big family.
After a while of small talk, the train that Eriol and others were going to take arrived first.
Jebutan stood on the platform, staring at the departing train for a long time before murmuring: "Alicia Harris? You're destined to become a household name across the continent."
Jebu Tan's words have indeed come true, only the little loli's rise to fame was slightly earlier than he had estimated...
