At the sight of the gold-armored figure standing firmly atop the mast, Vito, Penny, and Deville looked utterly stricken.
"Lida, it's you!!!"
Deville in particular clenched her fists, her smooth face filled with terror and fury.
"My dear little niece, you don't seem very pleased to welcome your Aunt Lida?"
Lida's face was cold, a chilling smile curling her lips. Her single eye fixed viciously on the three uneasy figures below, like a venomous snake choosing someone to devour.
Her golden armor and tall stature exuded an indescribably powerful sense of oppression.
"You bastards! You've already killed the clan head, and we've already chosen to leave! Why won't you let us go?!"
Penny was the first to lose control and speak. Though terrified, she still spat the words out with hatred.
"Why?"
Lida sneered, her hand already closing around her sword hilt.
"Because I, your commander, enjoy it. That alone is enough."
"You..."
Penny was momentarily speechless. She wanted to say more, but the icy aura radiating from Lida shocked her face pale.
"I know Henry wants me. As long as you let the others go, I'm willing to return with you."
Deville had already calmed down and spoke in a low voice.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... To think someone so young could be so sensible. If the grand duke hadn't specifically demanded you, I'd certainly take you home and give you some proper loving."
A coarse, lecherous voice rang out overhead. Its owner soon landed on the deck with a heavy thud.
The first thing that came into view was a massive Tungsten Iron hammer, followed by Bozhong's short, stocky figure.
"Heavy Hammer Bozhong! Even you've come!"
Deville's expression darkened further as she spoke in a low voice.
"I never thought Henry would be willing to send both of you