The Grand Performance Begins

Night fell, and Medusa graciously entertained these group members who might become enemies by tomorrow.

To put on a convincing act, Her Majesty the Queen had called some of her people back into the desert. Otherwise, if such a vast Snake-people Royal City was completely deserted, even an idiot would notice something was wrong.

The next day, to keep the smarter ones among them from noticing anything, Medusa summoned a massive flying magical beast early in the morning and carried the Chat Group members away from the Snake-people Race's old Royal City.

Hiratsuka Shizuka and Tony Stark clung desperately to the magical beast's fur. They were probably the only two ordinary people here; the others had all trained to some extent and were more resilient.

It was not as if the two had never ridden flying vehicles before, but standing directly atop the back of a gigantic creature was truly a little too thrilling.

Tony even regretted not bringing some compact flying devices when he left. If he fell from such a height, even the soft sand below probably would not save his life!

Minato Namikaze, however, remained exceptionally calm. After all, ninjas had a specialized course teaching them how to attach Chakra to their feet.

As long as a genin could achieve that, they could more or less walk on water and climb trees. If they could not even do that, then on the battlefield, they would only be the lowest-grade cannon fodder.

"Queen Medusa, may I ask where we are going now?" Minato Namikaze asked curiously.

Recalling the script from earlier, the Queen recited the lines in her mind:

"If we go directly to cause trouble for him, we will likely have to face the entire Jia Ma Empire.

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