The Massago and the separated men were moving through the subspace tunnel created by the returning Tsutsuji, aiming for one of two closed destinations taught by the Massago.
"It's a long way from here in both places."
Ten nights says. Just from the rear of the ship to the front, so the distance is certainly open.
"It's been a rescue operation all at once. I hope it works."
And... Raiding and rescuing as many enemies as possible while they're mundane, that's what works. But on the other hand, there's no room here either.
Contrary to what we are doing now, it cannot be said that taking the time to maintain enemy tension and deplete them mentally before raiding them is effective in a different sense.
I can't say no to either means at all. It was the latter as originally planned, but the choice of the Massago goes with it because it was the former.
"Is it okay in a way that goes with the pace of the Massago like this...... I'm a little anxious"
A twat complains as he walks into a nagging addition and subtraction.
"Oyla is very anxious. Because Massago is a walnut."
Alisui, on the other hand, tenses his chest and insists on grandeur.
"What the hell is that? Eko or Waliko, we're trying to help the people we've been exposed to. And yet it takes such a discriminatory eye to deny it."
Shaking stared at Alisui, blaming him in a rare and rather tight tone.
"Yeah, well, but it's Wally Co. Shh..."
Alisui stopped her leg and sat with her hand in her mouth.
"No, I don't know why. Is it a bad thing that Warico helps people? It's crazy, you guys."
Shake to say with an unpleasant look.
"Totally agree. So, don't stop because you're in a hurry."
Alisui is told and walks out in a hurry.
"I'm sorry. It's emotional. Plus, Warico takes a radical approach, so it's heartbreaking for us as Eko to get extra death, even if it's a bad guy."
Tutsuji mouths apologies and explanations in the usual polite tone.
For Eko, Rin's eyes saw that the notion that humans are equally protected objects without good or evil is a rejection of Warico.
"In the meantime, I trust Misago. He won't stand in our way, and he'll cooperate. It also matches your purpose to help people. Please don't bring up the issue of traitors here anymore."
"Yes......"
"I'll do you good."
Conscious of his tone not to get tight, he intended to say it in as calm a voice as possible, but the twat shriveled visibly, and Alisui also replies with his teeth meshing heels.
"Hey, were you scared of me now? I was going to hold him back."
Seeing it, he sneaks up and asks in his ear for ten nights.
"No, it was definitely better than usual. About 65% power."
"Oh, yes..."
Hearing the answer for ten nights, he snuck up and sighed.
When Angelina opened Jeffrey's room door, Jeffrey was in the middle of a fortune telling. There is also the figure of Eric naked in his upper body, as usual.
"What the hell is going on?"
Angelina, who meant to be careful not to absurd her voice, but gets a little awkward for not being able to contain it.
"Fighting occurs in several places on board. And some of them are jap-packed places. Yeah, of course they took Jap."
To Angelina's pickpockets, Jeffrey, without answering anything in words, pulls out one of the tarot cards he had lined up on the table and lets Angelina get behind him with momentum, flips him and shows him the table.
Seeing the painting on the card, Angelina accidentally took her breath away. It was a painting of a pigeon and a number of 13.
"I get this no matter how many times I do it. Is it the fate of this ship? Or mine? Well, either way, you can predict by fortune, or you can avoid it. The problem is the choice and means of avoiding it. Where do we go? What am I supposed to grab? What am I supposed to avoid? What am I gonna throw away? What am I supposed to run from? What am I supposed to fight? Yeah, there's only one way I know for sure to fight the fate of ruin."
"What's that?
Angelina asks unexpectedly, at Jeffrey's pace. Other humans can smile, but you can't ignore them because you've seen them divine a few times before, even though they're powerful magicians.
"The Japanese who have been taken are to give up. You can surrender to the people who came to rescue you. That's for sure. Wow, this is a nice idea while I'm at it."
"Don't be ridiculous..."
To Jeffrey, who says softly with a laugh, Angelina trembles her voice.
"I'm not kidding. That's one choice. It would be better than dying. No, a lot of our people are already dead. I think it would be foolish for the enemy to continue to fight after judging their power to be higher? Or would you say that we, the members of the Sea Chihuahua, don't care how many people die?
"That's not your role."
Angelina speaks out in a hateful tone.
First of all, I can't believe there are so many intruders out there that you want to raise a white flag.
"It's not a matter of numbers. Quality is the problem. I just checked... Makoto Aizawa, Kishibe, Yumtsuka, Shibuya Ten Nights, and Ashiya Kurodo? There is an Ashiya who is said to be an elite in the back street and even a Japanese police antagonist and a leasal wepon. Not all of them seem to be acting solidly."
"He said he saw our rival Junko Yukioka, but he didn't realize otherwise? Besides, it's not a nightmare that Ashiya is the ultimate weapon of the Japanese police."
The pressure on the police was meant to be adequate, but Angelina fears that either the Japanese police or the Japanese government might have shown an unyielding attitude to Grimm Penis pressure.
"If you know that, I would also like to understand that you are cynical in your current power. And before you see the fear of total annihilation, would you keep the white flag in view, too?
Angelina thought silently for a while as she turned off her grin and saw Jeffrey in her true face.
The building beam of havoc is beginning to complain of immediate danger. If I persist in fulfilling my duties in this situation, and if I destroy them all, Angelina will also be in a bad position on the boulder. Worst of all, there could also be cracks in the relationship between Grimm Penis and Sea Chihuahua.
But on the other hand, Angelina is in a position where she can't give up.
"After freeing all the others, I don't mind the rest, but I also have a hand in abducting the passengers on this ship."
"Stop joking bad. What do you think it's for?"
It was Angelina who stuck with Jeffrey's suggestion instantly, but she was beginning to think that might have it, too, in her heart.
"Meh."
And until then, Eric, standing silently, raises his voice abruptly and walks toward the door of the room.
"Hmm? What's up? Eric."
"Meh."
Jeffrey suspicious of Eric for trying to get out the door and sending his gaze. Eric smiled back and shouted at Jeffrey, too, but that's all the reaction is, and he walks straight out of the room.
"What's going on? He."
Look at Jeffrey who is surprised, and Angelina is surprised again. It was Eric who only sounded the cat, but he looked like two people who had ever been properly communicating with each other. As far as that's how we interact now, neither Eric's words nor his actions seem to be understood by Jeffrey.
"I don't know. He doesn't always work for me either. I acted alone quite casually, and there were a few times where I didn't know that I was in some kind of trouble. I don't even know where he got that power."
"Just whimsical, the cat itself."
Listening to Jeffrey, Angelina was unconsciously smiling small.