Digging up a grave was undoubtedly a despicable thing to do, and digging up the grave of a hero was even worse.
The two of them knew very well that if they were caught, being beaten into a vegetative state would count as getting off lightly.
Thus, both of them worked in trepidation, afraid that the slightest sound would attract the patrols.
Fortunately, this operation went more smoothly than they had imagined.
"Is this Mr. Fisher Tiger?" Inazuma asked while holding the red-skinned Fish-Man.
"That's right, it's Big Brother Tiger!" Haku forced down his agitation and spoke in a lowered voice.
"Then let's retreat quickly!"
On the warship heading back.
In the infirmary.
"Vice Admiral Longinus, your arm..." the adjutant asked in a quiet sob.
"Don't worry. I'll replace it with a mechanical prosthetic after I return." Longinus smiled indifferently.
"You've never done anything wrong, Vice Admiral. Why did you have to go this far?" The group of officers looked at the once-spirited vice admiral, who now had an empty sleeve, and felt an indescribable ache in their hearts.
"From the standpoint of Headquarters and the World Government, that's indeed true. But in the eyes of the Fish-Men, perhaps what I did was unforgivable!" Longinus said self-deprecatingly.
"They're nothing but ugly fish. You don't need to care about what they think, Vice Admiral!" a lieutenant colonel said indignantly.
"Your thinking is too extreme!" Longinus did not rebuke him harshly, but instead advised him gently, "In this world, no one is nobler than anyone else! If sacrificing one of my arms can lessen their anger, then it's more than worth it!"
"Vice Admiral, you, you..." The officers choked up and could not speak. They had never imagined that someone could be this upright and kind.
"All right, I'm going back