The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

Link only felt the tender flesh in his honey path tighten suddenly, and a large amount of warm flower juice sprayed from deep inside onto the big iron rod. Isabel's tender flesh all over her body twitched as if it was electrocuted, and she clutched Link's back tightly.

Later, Isabel, who had tasted the sweetness, began to take the initiative. The next day, Link let her ride on his big iron rod. When she obediently stuffed the big iron rod into her tight honey path and slowly sat down, her voice trembled.

The terrifying and ferocious iron rod was completely swallowed by Isabel's tight honey passage. Isabel's expression also fell into ecstasy, and her cheeks were as hot as if she had a fever.

Link asked her to lift her big butt, and her honey path was like a small mouth holding warm water, slowly spitting out the big iron rod inch by inch. Isabel was so pleased that she gasped.

177. Good Life

This little slave girl not only has a sweet and lovely appearance, plump and firm breasts and buttocks, but she is also a born slutty little slut.

In just a few days, Link developed her innate desire, and with just one thrust of the iron rod he pushed her to the climax, causing her to urinate incontinently.

It goes without saying how much joy this little bitch brings Link.

Thinking of this, Link suppressed his desire and pulled the big iron rod out of her honey path. Isabel groaned in agony.

The hairless pink vagina sandwiched between the two plump buttocks was completely wet.

The pink abalone was slightly turned out due to being dried, and it seemed like a pouting little mouth still seeking comfort from the big iron rod.

Link came to Isabel's front. After Link's whole day of torture, the little girl was obviously a little abnormal. Her beautiful watery eyes seemed to have lost focus, as if she was anxiously looking for something. Her snow-white face was full of desire and grievance.

Link gently pulled her up and held her in his arms. Isabel's shoulders trembled and she began to cry in Link's arms, like a tiny baby, but the pair of weapons on her chest were bigger than those of a mature woman who had given birth to a child.

Link stroked her hair and kissed her forehead without saying anything.

Link knew that it would be redundant to say anything at this moment. Link's arms and palms had the magic to soothe and control.

Sure enough, Isabel stopped sobbing like a baby who had found a pacifier.

Link pinched her pussy and asked her to lick the remaining filth in the box.

Isabel obediently raised her big ass and licked the dirt off slowly like a puppy. Link looked at her plump big ass with satisfaction, knowing that the personality of this little bitch had been completely marked by him.

I have become her God.

......

At the southwestern border of the Kingdom of Seven Shields, across from the ice-free Jerome Port, there is a city towering on the seashore. It has experienced wind and rain and witnessed countless ebbs and flows. At this moment, the city is suffering from an unprecedented storm. The sky is as black as ink, and the heavy clouds hang low, as if to crush the whole world. On the sea, the extremely strong sea breeze is raging, and waves are constantly hitting the rocks on the shore like beasts, hitting tens of meters high waves, splashing waves, and the sound is like thunder, shocking people.

On the wall of the city, a man stood alone, holding an umbrella in his hand. The umbrella was shaking in the raging wind, as if it would be torn into pieces at any time. In the other hand, he held a torch. The flame on the torch was constantly swaying in the wind and the falling raindrops, flickering, as if it would go out at any time. The figure of the man seemed particularly small in the wind and rain, but he stood there firmly, motionless.

"Lord City Lord, why are you still here? It's raining and windy, and you're not young anymore. What if something happens? Go back quickly!" At this time, an old servant holding an umbrella hurried over. His voice seemed a little vague in the wind and rain, but his concern was evident.

The city lord, the white-haired old man, turned around, his face full of traces of time, his eyes revealing a deep worry and helplessness. "Go back? How can I stay in the house now? The attacks of those sea monsters have become more and more frequent these days. Gods be above! What should we do next?" His voice was low and hoarse, full of fear of the unknown and a sense of powerlessness about the current situation.

As he was speaking, a flash of lightning pierced the night sky like a sharp sword, instantly illuminating the area. In that brief moment, people could clearly see the desperate look in the city lord's eyes, the glaring bloodstains on the city wall, and all kinds of strange corpses piled up below. Some of those corpses were torn to pieces by the waves, while others remained in the painful posture before death, as if telling the tragic battle that had taken place on this land before.

"Sir, we...our losses are too heavy. If this continues, I'm afraid we really won't be able to hold on." The old servant shook his head and said helplessly. There was a hint of sobs in his voice, and he was obviously shocked by the scene before him.

The city lord sighed deeply, and his hands tightly grasped the stone bricks on the city wall, as if to draw strength from them. "This is the result of the efforts of thirteen generations... I don't want this city to be destroyed in my hands." His voice was full of reluctance and determination, which showed his deep attachment to this city and his commitment to responsibility.

The old servant looked at the old but determined figure of the city lord, and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. "Sir, how about we send out another call for help? Maybe there are other city lords around who are willing to lend a hand." He said tentatively.

The city lord shook his head, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes. "But we have already sent out a request for help to several major city lords in the surrounding areas, but none of them responded. Those old guys only think about their own interests. And... we can't hold on for a few more days." His voice revealed a deep despair and helplessness.

The old servant was silent for a while, then he mustered up the courage to say, "Why don't we send out requests for help to a few cities that are a little further away? Maybe a miracle will happen." Although his voice was weak, it was full of hope.

The city lord looked at the old servant, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. But he finally shook his head and said, "You decide for yourself. But don't hold out too much hope." His voice revealed a kind of helplessness towards reality and confusion about the future.

After saying this, the city lord looked at the surging sea with his cloudy eyes again, he sighed deeply, and finally walked away slowly. His figure gradually disappeared in the wind and rain, leaving only the lonely torch swaying in the darkness.

……

At the same time, in another corner of the Kingdom of Seven Shields, the city of Mislina presented a completely different scene. Mislina was now much more lively than before, because there were more people, and these people were slaves who had suffered a lot and now found a new life here.

Especially at night, fires would be lit in the dormitory from time to time, and everyone would gather together to chat about this and that. Beside the fire, people's faces were filled with smiles, and their voices were full of vitality and hope. These new slaves were a little reserved and uneasy at first, but after slowly getting used to the life here, they finally opened their hearts and integrated into this big family.

"Old man, how are you doing today?" A young man said to an obviously older man beside him, his voice full of concern and respect.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were particularly bright. "It's okay, I'm just taking care of the farmland. That was my specialty in the past, and I can still handle it. Is it hard for you to work in the mine?" he asked with concern.

The young man smiled and gestured casually in the soil with his fingers. "It's a bit hard, but it's much better than before. Before, I was whipped by the supervisors day and night, but now it's much more comfortable." His voice was full of satisfaction and gratitude.

"I heard that the one who taught you to work was a dwarf, is that true?" the old man asked curiously, his eyes flashing with curiosity and yearning for the unknown world.

The young man nodded, with a look of admiration on his face. "Yes, we were all very curious at the time. But later we got used to it. They are just shorter than us, have thicker beards, and are stronger. There is nothing different. And their mining skills are really amazing. We have learned a lot from them."

"They have good tempers," the young man added, "As long as we do our work seriously, they will point out any mistakes in time and never lose their temper."

The old man smiled and nodded, full of respect for the group of dwarves. "That's good, it seems that we have met good people. What did you eat for lunch? Can you eat enough? Old man, I still have half a steamed bun, do you want it?" He asked with concern. Although they were all strangers before, the same experience made them forge a deep friendship in this peaceful environment.

The young man waved his hand, touched his head and smiled: "No, I'm full. We have enough steamed buns in the morning, noon and night, and there are other things like porridge, vegetables, and sometimes even broth. Although I only got a few small pieces of meat, the taste..." As he said this, the young man couldn't help licking his lips, as if he was savoring the wonderful taste.

The old man smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder. "That's good. It seems that we all eat about the same amount. It's good to be full. This is something I never dared to think about before."

The young man exclaimed: "We are so lucky, thanks to the gods for letting us come here! This is simply paradise!" He raised his head and looked at the starry sky, his eyes flashing with infinite longing for the future.

The old man also raised his head and looked at the bright starry sky, his heart filled with emotion. "Yes, what kind of life did we live in the past? It was simply hell. Now it's good, we finally have our own home and our own hope."

"Our Lord Link is such a good man," the young man said excitedly, "I heard that he is not the city lord yet. If he becomes the city lord, I will definitely be the first to support him."

The old man smiled and nodded, "Lord Link is indeed a good man. We must work hard to repay his kindness. I heard that as long as we work for two years, we can become civilians of Mislina City. Then, we will no longer be slaves."

The young man jumped up excitedly, "Really? That's great! Then I can get married. You old man, do you want to find a companion too?" He laughed and patted the old man on the back.

The old man scolded and laughed as he slapped the young man, "You are so disrespectful, kid. But seriously, we can really have our own lives by then, it's exciting just to think about it."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of expectations and hopes for the future. A good life was waiting for them in the near future. Here, they were no longer slaves, but people with their own dignity and freedom. They believed that as long as they worked hard, they would be able to create a happy life of their own.

178. Hailin City

Link sat in the spacious and bright hall, listening to Rinko Akiyama's detailed report on the current situation inside Mislina City, while leisurely enjoying the snacks that Tom had carefully sent. These snacks were of various types, exquisite in style, and exuded an alluring aroma that made people salivate. Since the cooperation was reached, in order to express his deep friendship, Tom had given him many gifts, many of which were famous delicacies in the Kingdom of Seven Shields. Link took a bite of the pastry in his hand, and the delicate taste and unique flavor made him nod slightly, secretly praising it in his heart.

"This is pretty delicious," Link thought to himself, "After all, this is a different world, and many things are very different from the previous life, including food. It's a rare enjoyment to taste this different flavor occasionally."

Akiyama Rinko's report was clear and her voice was pleasant, which made Link very satisfied. She described in detail the progress of various affairs in the city, including the management of new citizens, the allocation of resources, and the strengthening of the city's defense. While listening, Link nodded slightly, expressing his recognition of Akiyama Rinko's work.

"Lord Link, these are some of the main situations in our Mislina City in the past few days." Rinko Akiyama said respectfully after finishing her report.

Link nodded, and after a moment's hesitation, he slowly said, "Well, this is good enough. Also, don't call them slaves anymore. Call them new citizens. This name not only reflects their new status, but also avoids confusion with the original inhabitants. The process of the new citizens needs to be accelerated a little bit, but we can't use extreme means. Everything must be done in accordance with our newly released citizen management law, treating all citizens equally without any favoritism."

New Citizens, this name became the name of these newly arrived slaves. Link knew that although they were once slaves, they were now part of the city of Mislina and should enjoy the same rights and treatment as the natives. Of course, this also requires a process, which requires time and patience to slowly guide and cultivate.

"Also, we can further stimulate their enthusiasm for work." Link continued, "For example, every month we can select a few of the hardest-working people in each position and name them the 'Model Workers' of the month. Give them a little reward. As for the reward, the simplest and best thing is to reduce their work time by one month for two years. This can serve as a role model and encouragement for other new citizens, letting them see that as long as they work hard, they will be rewarded."

Akiyama Rinko nodded seriously while carefully recording what Link said. She knew that these policies were crucial to the development of Mislina City and must be strictly enforced. Now Akiyama Rinko has successfully taken over the position of "secretary", responsible for helping Link arrange his schedule, delivering information, and of course, daily life and other tasks. She is also half a housekeeper, arranging Link's life and work in an orderly manner.

"Also, tell them to hurry up with the supplies from Daniel." Link ordered again, "The mine is still in short supply, so we can't delay production."

"Well, I'll ask Yuna to hurry up." Akiyama Rinko responded quickly. She knew that the mine was one of the important economic sources of Mislina City, and the supply of materials must be in place in a timely manner.

"Oh, Lord Link," Akiyama Rinko suddenly remembered something, "Captain Ingrid came to ask before and gave some suggestions. She asked if we should recruit some new soldiers from these new citizens. After all, there are more and more people in Mislina City now, but the number of our troops has not changed, which seems a little small."

After thinking for a moment, Link said slowly, "Don't rush. After they have worked for two or three months and are used to the life in Mislina City and have a sense of belonging to Mislina City, we can recruit more. If there are not enough soldiers, we can recruit some more from the current citizens to support them. We must ensure that every soldier is loyal and reliable, and we cannot sacrifice quality for quantity."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a knock on the door. "Knock, knock, knock!" The sound was clear and powerful, obviously there was something urgent.

"What's wrong?" Rinko Akiyama asked with a frown. She put down the pen in her hand and walked towards the door.

The guard outside the door replied respectfully: "Report, Captain Ingrid is here, and she said she has an urgent matter to report to Lord Link. Captain Ingrid is also bringing a ragged man who looks a bit like a soldier, and is now waiting outside."

Akiyama Rinko was shocked when she heard this. She knew that if Ingrid didn't have something urgent to do, she wouldn't bother Link at this time. She turned to look at Link, and saw that Link also frowned, obviously feeling a little puzzled by Ingrid's late night visit.

"It's getting late. What could Ingrid want to come here in the middle of the night?" Link lowered his eyebrows and thought to himself. But since she came to him for something, it shouldn't be a small matter, otherwise she could solve it herself. And, to be honest, Link hadn't had an in-depth communication with Ingrid for a while, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Let Ingrid in." Link said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The guard responded and turned to leave.

Soon, Ingrid walked into the hall with the ragged soldier. As soon as she entered the door, she saluted to Link and said respectfully, "Sorry to bother you so late at night, Lord Link. But there is indeed an urgent matter that I need to report to you."

Link waved his hand, signaling Ingrid not to be polite. He looked at the soldier following Ingrid, secretly guessing his identity and purpose.

"Rinko, we've almost finished discussing today's affairs." Link said to Akiyama Rinko, "Let's listen to what Ingrid has to say."

"Okay, Master Link." Akiyama Rinko nodded, moved behind Link, and stood respectfully. She knew that she should remain silent at this time and listen carefully to Ingrid's report.

Ingrid looked at Link and Rinko Akiyama, then said, "Master Link, this is a soldier from Sealin City. He has come here specifically to ask for help. The situation is extremely urgent."

Link's eyes suddenly became serious, and he looked at the soldier, motioning him to speak.

The soldier stepped forward and looked at Link in front of him, his eyes full of pleading and helplessness. He suddenly half-knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Link, please save us!"

Link frowned slightly. He raised his hand to help the soldier up and said gently, "Where are you from? How did you save you? Tell me the whole story slowly."

The soldier stood up, licked his chapped lips, took a deep breath, and began to narrate their experiences: "Lord Link, I am a soldier from Hailin City. Our Lord Mayor specially sent me here to ask for help! Our Hailin City is close to the sea, and it is a seaside city, and we mainly make a living by fishing. But for some reason, starting from a month ago, the sea monsters in the sea suddenly launched a fierce attack on us. Our soldiers, led by the Lord Mayor, continued to resist, but the number of sea monsters was too large, and they were very cunning, and always attacked us when we were not prepared."

"Siren?" Link frowned. He was not unfamiliar with this term. Siren is a creature similar to goblin, a monster, but it has its own settlements and sociality. They usually live in the deep sea and rarely attack human cities. Why did they suddenly attack this time?

The soldier continued, "Yes! It's the Sirens! Although we have resisted their attacks time and time again, they still continue to attack or harass us. As a result, we have no way to survive, and we can't even fish. We have been relying on the stored food to survive for the past month, but if this continues, we won't be able to hold on for much longer. So, please help us, sir!"

At this point, the soldier's eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs. He knew very well that if Link did not agree to send troops to help, their city would probably be destroyed.

Link frowned, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Then why did you go all the way to Mislina City? Why didn't you report the situation to the Seven Shields Kingdom Fortress and the surrounding major cities and ask for help?"

The soldier shook his head helplessly and said bitterly: "Our city lord sent many people to ask for help from the Seven Shields Kingdom and the surrounding major cities as early as when the Siren launched the second attack. But there was no news at all, it was as if we were forgotten. So we could only send out requests for help to every city we passed by, but each lord rejected us with various excuses. Some said that they did not have enough troops, some said that the distance was too far to support, and some simply closed the door. My lord, please help us! If you are unwilling to send troops, I can only go back and perish with our city!"

At the end, the soldier's voice was full of determination and tragedy. He knew that he was carrying the hope and future of the entire city, and if he could not get reinforcements, he would have to go back and die on the battlefield with his comrades.

Link frowned and thought to himself. It was really strange that the Seven Shields Kingdom didn't care about the city closest to the border. Indeed, looking back now, the Seven Shields Kingdom has been managing the various places less and less over the years. Even when the Goblin army was approaching, they didn't send troops in time, and still relied on local adventurers to solve the problem. This time when Hailin City was attacked by the Kraken, the Seven Shields Kingdom was still indifferent. This was really hard to understand.

While thinking, Link's eyes fell on the soldier who seemed a little nervous. He asked in a calm tone: "Do you have any letters from your city lord or something? If so, let me see it." The soldier's eyes flashed a trace of panic when he heard it, and then he nodded quickly, "Yes, I just showed it to various city lords along the way, and the letter has been opened." As he said that, he stretched out his hand carefully and took out a wrinkled animal skin envelope from his armor. The envelope had obviously experienced a long journey, and the edges were worn quite badly.

Link took the envelope, which had been opened, revealing the yellowed corner of the parchment inside. He gently took out a piece of wrinkled parchment from it, and the mottled marks on the paper seemed to tell the vicissitudes it had experienced. Link unfolded the parchment and read the contents of the letter carefully by candlelight.

The content of the letter is like this:

"I am Hetkame, the lord of Hailin City. I beg the lords from all over the world, especially Lady Claudia Rebontaiying, to lend a helping hand. Our Hailin City is under a crazy attack by sea monsters. Those hateful sea monsters are coming like a tide. Although our city walls are strong, they can't withstand their wave after wave of attacks. The people in the city are in panic, and our soldiers are exhausted. Please ask Lady Claudia Rebontaiying to lead the lords from all over the world to rescue us. We in Hailin City will always remember your kindness. Please!"

The content of the letter was short, but the words revealed the anxiety and helplessness of the Lord of Hailin City, Hetkame. Moreover, the letter was written in blood, with a faint fishy smell between the words. There was also a unique symbol representing Hailin City printed on it - a seagull with its wings spread, as if telling the indissoluble bond between Hailin City and the ocean.

The soldier watched Link finish reading the letter and said anxiously, "Sir, I was going to send this letter to Lady Claudia Rebontaiying of the Sixth and Seventh Fortresses, but after reading the letter, Claudia's father, Graf Rebontaiying, coldly rejected our request! He said that the matter of Hailin City had nothing to do with them and he was unwilling to send troops to help."

Claudia? The name flashed through Link's mind, and he immediately thought of the married woman knight who was abandoned by her adoptive father, Graf Rebontien, in the Black Beast. Graf was a selfish, ruthless person, and he refused to support, which was also within Link's expectations.

Link carefully looked at the date on the letter, June 5th, and today was already the 14th, almost ten days had passed. He thought to himself that the situation in Hailin City might be critical.

"You've been out for more than ten days. Can you guys still hold on?" Link asked as he thought. The soldier hesitated for a moment, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, "I believe our city lord will definitely hold on. When we soldiers came out to deliver the letter, he told us that he would hold on for another month. We still have some food and weapons reserves in the city. If we save some, we should be able to hold on. If you send troops now, it will definitely be in time!" The soldier's words were a little anxious, and he looked at Link with hope, as if Link was the life-saving straw for their Hailin City.

Link hesitated for a moment and said, "Go down and have a rest. I will give you an answer before tomorrow morning." When the soldier heard Link's words, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he immediately knelt on the ground and begged, "Sir, please save our Hailin City! The people in the city are waiting for our news. They are all looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements."

Link shook his head and said firmly, "You get up first. You have to let me think about it. Even if we want to send troops, we need time to prepare. We can't just set out in the middle of the night. Come on, take this little brother down to rest, and prepare some food and water for him."

The soldier took one last look at Link, his eyes full of expectation and helplessness. He sighed deeply, stood up and said, "Sir, whether you are willing to send troops or not, please give me a definite answer tomorrow morning. Because I have to hurry back, and the elders and villagers of the whole city are still waiting for me. Even if I die, I will die on the wall of our Hailin City, and live and die with our city." After that, he lowered his head, bowed deeply to Link, and then followed a servant out of the room.

Link looked at the soldier's back as he left, his expression becoming serious. He turned to Akiyama Rinko and said, "Quickly bring us the map of the northern border. I want to take a closer look at the location of Hailin City."

"Yes." Akiyama Rinko responded, turned around and walked away quickly, and soon came back with a huge map. Seeing this, Link immediately moved some tables and chairs in the middle of the hall, carefully placed the two-meter-long map on the ground, then squatted down and looked at it carefully.

Link's gaze went straight to the lower left corner of the map, where a square mark in the shape of a city was marked. "This is Hailin City, located on the coastal border in the southwest corner of the North. It is an important line of defense in our North." He pointed to the mark on the map and said.

Akiyama Rinko nodded and added, "Well, when Yuna and I were talking about agricultural products, we talked about Hailin City. Hailin City should be the largest fishing port in the North, just opposite our Jerome Port. Yuna said that a lot of fresh fish products are sold there. Hailin City has very rich fishery resources."

Ingrid frowned and said worriedly, "Sir, are you really going to rescue them? Our current military strength in Mislina City, including the musketeers, is only a few hundred people, and we have just stabilized, so we need manpower in all aspects..."

"Don't think about it for now, let's take a look at the map first." Link interrupted Ingrid and pointed to the winding river next to Mislina City and said, "This river leads all the way to the sea on the other side of Seaside City. It should take less than half a day to get there by water. If we take the land route from Mislina City, it will take three or four days to get to Seaside City in a straight line. However, although the land route is slow, it is relatively safe, and although the water route is fast, we may encounter attacks by sea monsters."

"Master Link, are we going to save them or not? We have just gotten on the right track and everything is in the initial stage. If we send troops now, won't our development plan be disrupted?" Ingrid couldn't help but said anxiously. Akiyama Rinko saw this and quickly stopped Ingrid, signaling her to be quiet so as not to distract Link.

Link ignored Ingrid's anxiety and looked at the map from afar, as if he wanted to take in the entire northern border. He stood there, lost in deep thought. After a long while, Link's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had made a decision.

He stood up and said firmly, "If Mislina wants to develop faster in the future, we must rely on sea transportation. The sea on the other side of Hailin City is the estuary of the river next to us, which can be said to be vital to us. Moreover, leaving all this aside, if those sea monsters do not stop after destroying Hailin City, they will most likely move upstream along this river, and there is a high possibility that they will encounter us and attack us. At that time, Mislina City will also be in crisis."

"But, these sirens only live in the sea. It's unlikely that they will come to our inland, right? And the shipping you mentioned is too far away from us. We don't even have a ship now!" Ingrid still couldn't believe Link's judgment.

"Just because we don't have it now doesn't mean we won't have it in the future. And, the most important point is..." Link's tone became heavy when he said this, "You may not know that Hailin City is rich in saltpeter. I have looked up information about saltpeter when I had some free time before, so I have seen it. Saltpeter is an important raw material for making gunpowder, and it is even more indispensable for our musketeers."

"Saltpeter!" Ingrid's eyes lit up. She knew the importance of this thing. The power of the musket was still very overwhelming when dealing with ordinary soldiers. Without saltpeter, the musket team would become a decoration.

"What do you mean..." Rinko Akiyama asked curiously.

Link smiled. "I think we can take this opportunity to go to Hailin City to see the actual situation. Maybe we can find enough saltpeter reserves there to solve our current urgent needs. Moreover, we can also establish friendly relations with Hailin City and lay a solid foundation for our future shipping business."

"But we don't have enough troops right now. We need a lot of people to maintain law and order in Mislina. And what if the sirens over there are too strong? We will only cause more casualties." Ingrid said with some concern. Although she knew the importance of saltpeter, she was more worried about the safety of the soldiers.

The candlelight in the room was constantly swaying, reflecting on everyone's face. After hearing Ingrid's words, Link nodded without refutation. He knew that Ingrid's worries were not unnecessary, and sending troops to rescue Hailin City was indeed very risky.

"This is a fact, so I have decided." Link pondered for a moment and finally made a decision. "Tomorrow you urgently recruit another fifty indigenous soldiers for training to strengthen our forces. Then leave Cooper and fifty guards to maintain law and order, and that will be enough. To be on the safe side, Shiranui, Yukikaze, and Yuna will also stay to deal with possible emergencies. The musketeers and others will go with me, so that it will be almost foolproof."

Ingrid nodded after thinking for a moment, agreeing: "Let Cooper stay? That's fine, and with Shiranui and Yukikaze backing him up, I have no objection."

"When have you decided to set off?" asked Rinko Akiyama.