"The commotion was quite something!" Even standing below the Red Line, Longinus could see the flames scorching half the sky. "Even Fisher Tiger himself probably never imagined his slave liberation movement would escalate this far. Come to think of it, it likely had something to do with my actions two years ago."
In Longinus's view, those CP0 agents were likely worried that the arsonist, like Apophis two years ago, would use slave liberation as a pretext to attack the Celestial Dragons. That was why they would rather watch the situation worsen than leave the Celestial Dragons' side for even a step.
"Still, the bigger this gets, the more miserable Tiger's fate will probably be!" Just as Longinus was lost in thought, several figures approached him from afar.
"Saint Kamalel, it was him! It was him! He's the one who captured my father!" A young man around twenty with a bowl cut said from behind a Celestial Dragon wearing a bubble helmet and sporting a long blue nose.
"Shut up! Do you think I can't see that?" Kamalel slapped the bowl-cut man across the face. "I only want to know where the Merfolk slave you mentioned is!"
"My, my!" With a Celestial Dragon's physical abilities, that slap probably could not even kill a mosquito, yet the bowl-cut man still spun through the air in an exaggerated seven-hundred-and-twenty-degree tumble before crashing down. "Saint Kamalel is truly incredible!"
"Hmph, hmph!" Kamalel proudly raised his head.
Seeing that he had achieved the desired effect, the bowl-cut man struggled to his feet as if severely wounded. "That Merfolk slave was released by this Marine. My poor father merely went up to remind him, but this man beat him viciously and locked him up instead."
"Also, Saint Kamalel!" the bowl-cut man said righteously. "I heard that