Edge Paddling led the players out of the camp, grabbed their gear, climbed into the trucks parked at the entrance, and headed north toward Avent City.
Though Big Eyes, the one handing out chocolate, had left, the wonderful legend of the simp and that infinitely towering figure remained in the hearts of the young girls.
When word later reached the ears of some troublemakers, they acted as though they had discovered a new continent and eagerly took up charity work themselves. As a result, the chocolate originally meant to replenish frontline soldiers' sugar and calories at several save points was bought out entirely.
And amid the troublemakers' heckling, that story about the simp gradually became warped...
Just then, Old Na and Elf King Fugui returned from patrol.
The moment the two stepped out of their vehicle, they were surrounded by a group of adorable children.
Elf King Fugui had just grinned and prepared to greet them when their first words left him utterly stunned.
"Trash fish! Candy!"
"Trash fish, trash fish, hand over the candy!"
"Trash fish, trash fish!"
Hearing their badly pronounced Mandarin, Elf King Fugui nearly choked.
"Cough, which bastard... no, who taught you that?"
Several girls around eleven or twelve exchanged glances. The younger one spoke softly.
"Uncle Mosquito told us not to say his name!"
Before she had even finished, the ponytailed girl beside her hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Shh! You let it slip!"
"Mosquito... I'm not surprised in the slightest." Wearing an expression of someone enjoying the show, Yileina handed the chocolate she carried to a quiet-looking girl with glasses perched on her nose and said with a smile, "What else did Uncle Mosquito say? Tell us quietly. We won't tell him."
The quiet-looking girl's cheeks reddened. She clutched the chocolate in her hand and