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"I said! It's not allowed!"
"Hook Mingming, can you help?"
Hook puffed out his cheeks and stared intently at Natasha.
Natasha looked back at Hook.
Spall noticed that the doctor's fists were clenched tightly, and he might just punch Hook.
"Since Sister Hook is willing to help, let him lead the way... I can protect her."
Spah grinned and interjected.
He walked over to Hook, reached out his palm, and gently stroked the girl's golden hair, ruffling it into a pile of straw.
“Spa, Hook is still young after all…” Natasha frowned.
"What does age have to do with this? When I was her age, I single-handedly destroyed an entire pirate hideout."
Spall chuckled, crouched down, and stared intently into Hook's eyes with eyes as sharp as lightning:
"I'm more concerned about Hook's attitude!"
Spa looked at Hook, and Hook looked at her. The girl was small in stature, but she always held her head high.
“Sister Hook, if you go to the rift, you might die. That's the better-case scenario... Maybe those creatures will capture you and give birth to a little Hook.”
"Huh? You're telling the truth?"
Hook was startled and took half a step back.
"Of course it's true. But none of that matters... The key is whether you're scared? Think carefully about having a little tiger cub..."
Spah muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth curving upwards.
"Ugh... Uh..."
Hook's body trembled.
Spall didn't say anything, he just looked at Hook quietly.
However, unexpectedly, Hook responded after only half a second of silence.
"I'm really scared!"
Hooke answered.
Chapter 82 Pera's Character Collapses
Strangely, although Hook said that, his body stopped trembling.
She put her hands on her hips and looked directly at Spa:
"I am Lord Hook the Black! How could I possibly back down just because I'm scared?"
"Well done!" 6 Yin Ni Yin Erba (IV) r Si Ba
Spah curled his lips into a smile and then ruffled Hook's hair.
"woo"
Hook let out a low growl and hugged Spa's leg.
"I will protect her."
Spall rubbed Hook's head again, his eyes fixed on Natasha.
Natasha bit her lip, her brows furrowed, and remained silent. After a long while, she finally relaxed her brows:
"I believe in you! You have the ability."
After saying that, Natasha sighed, picked up a towel, nestled by the bedside, and busied herself with chores.
She didn't look at Spa again.
It looks like...
Natasha's decision was not easy either.
However, I prefer to respect Hook's own will!
Spa patted Hook on the back of the head and stepped out of the clinic.
March 7 and Pera followed closely behind.
The four stepped into the streets of Panyan Town, trudging through the muddy ground, with the wind whistling past them.
Spall glanced around and saw that in that dark underground world, passersby all had their heads down, seemingly in despair for the future.
He heard crying mixed with cursing coming from the other side of the street, and the air was filled with despair.
But faintly, he heard soft laughter echoing among the buildings, lingering for a long time.
Streetlights, like little suns, adorn the streets, illuminating the world shrouded in darkness and bringing back a glimmer of light.
"Keep going! We're saving lives this time."
Spah turned and glanced at the crowd.
Whether it was March 7th, Pella, or even Hook, they all nodded solemnly and stepped back onto the road.
"Well, before that, we've been busy for so long, but we haven't had breakfast yet. Everyone, please have something to eat first."
Spare grinned, flicked his wrist, and conjured up bag after bag of snacks.
"what?"
Everyone was stunned.
Why are you talking to me about breakfast at a time like this?
Is this atmosphere appropriate?
"Don't look so confused, okay? You need to eat well before you can fight monsters for three months. Come and try my coffee bread, it's definitely better than Himeko's. Hook, here, try some of the Immortal Boat's specialty steamed buns!"
As Spah spoke, he grabbed the snacks and charged toward the girls.
"..."
Everyone was ashamed.
Hook was the first to react. With a shout of "Oh yeah!", he grabbed a steaming hot cardboard box and stuffed it into his pocket.
“Smells good! It smells really good!”
Hook licked his tongue and grabbed a small steamed bun to gnaw on.
Not wanting to be disappointed, March 7th grabbed five or six bags of snacks, held them to his chest, squinted his eyes, unpacked them, and started chewing.
Pera looked at the lively crowd, pushed up her glasses, hesitated for a long time, and then grabbed a package.
She ripped open the bag.
"Found her! The Iron Guard is here, seize her!"
There was a noise.
Pera was slightly taken aback. Before she could react, she caught sight of a stone that slid past her eyes.
She turned her head and saw a dozen or so mobs rushing towards her.
"You little darling!"
Pera, who was always polite and refined, was now burning with rage, veins bulging on her forehead.
She pushed up her glasses, her pupils flashing with a chilling light.
Five or six drones took off, slicing through the air and whipping up howling winds, and rushed toward the mob.
Spall saw that the drone was hovering in mid-air, projecting a strange energy that enveloped the mob.
In just two seconds, the mob was frozen into ice sculptures.
This young lady... she's quite capable when it comes to taking action.
Spall marveled.
But before he could even utter a word of praise, he heard footsteps approaching rapidly from afar.
Spah shifted his gaze and saw dozens more mobs rushing into the alleyway and attacking Pella.
No?
Didn't I just deal with you guys?
It's probably not the same batch.
Alright! Bring a few batches, Grandpa will get me to handle a few!
Spah clenched his fist.
However, the next second, he saw an unbelievable scene.
Pera stood in front of the people, assumed a horse stance, raised her arm high, and held up a straight middle finger.
"Come here! You adorable little bastards who are still breastfeeding at your teens! Believe me or not, I'll slap you to death!"
Pera launched into a tirade of profanities.
"..."
Spa was dumbfounded this time.
He truly hadn't expected that the seemingly gentle and refined young girl could be so fierce and powerful when she started swearing.
The mob was stunned.
They stood there dumbfounded for a while before they came to their senses. "Hurrah!" someone shouted, and they swarmed in like a tidal wave.
"Good day! You cowardly, raging wretch!"
Pera also raised his middle finger with his other hand.
Then she turned and ran.
"Ula!"
"Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah..."
People shouted and chased after Pella.
Pera ran faster and faster, gradually accelerating until the group disappeared without a trace.
"..."
March 7th and Hook were both speechless.
"Is that how she's supposed to be? Isn't that out of character?"
March 7th clicked his tongue, his mind blank as he looked at Spa.
Spall didn't reply to her. Instead, he pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, and turned to walk in the opposite direction from Pera.
"Huh? You're not going to take care of Pella anymore?"
March 7th had doubts, but still followed Spa.
“Pella is leading the mob away for us. Let’s hurry to Rivettown and not delay her good intentions.”
Spah explained.
He quickened his pace, stomping heavily on the rocky ground, and soon he could see the edge of Rivet Town.
The town was shrouded in a gray fog, with only a faint pale light. The dilapidated gray-brown buildings were arranged like building blocks throughout the town.
A gust of wind swept by, and the air whistled and howled as it lashed against the building's surface. The building teetered on the brink of collapse.
"Let's advance!"
Spall called out and burst into Rivet Town.
……
Meanwhile, inside Klipperburg.
Cocolia sat behind her brown desk, her hands crossed and resting under her chin, a cold glint in her eyes.
The office was brightly lit, with walls covered in golden reliefs, exuding a magnificent and solemn aura. However, behind this solemnity, a sinister atmosphere was faintly revealed.
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