Sea Clash (Part Two)

Chigengster Plains, Ishgar Camp

"Why has Aku been gone for so long and still hasn't brought that brat Sordil back?"

No sooner had Belserion finished speaking than two Cao Caos, who had never been mentioned before, appeared before him.

"Buzz"

The space trembled, and the next second, a huge face covered with colorful scales pressed tightly against Belserion's face.

"Wow!"

After his exclamation, Belserion stumbled back several steps before collapsing to the ground. Meanwhile, Sordil, whom he had attacked with a biological weapon, was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth!

"Sordil, are you alright?"

"Young Master Sordil, what's wrong? Please don't scare me!"

"Hey kid, are you alright? Bell, what are you still sitting there for? Hurry up and get the antidote out!"

Upon hearing his old friend's words, Belserion's face darkened.

"I didn't poison him, so why would I give him an antidote?"

"You're still trying to deny it! You brat, he's foaming at the mouth and passed out, and you still say you didn't poison him?"

Faced with his old friend's irrefutable accusations, Belserion said aggrievedly, "I really didn't poison him. I just shouted at him, and who knew he would faint!"

Acnologia's mouth gaped open, his eyes widened, and his right hand trembled as he pointed incessantly at Belserion. Then, he slapped his thigh and exclaimed in annoyance, "Oh dear, this is terrible! The brat won't wake up anytime soon after being suffocated by your bad breath!"

Upon learning that Sordil wouldn't wake up anytime soon, Mevajena and her companion were devastated. At the same time, they subtly dragged Sordil away from Belserion, not wanting to suffer the same fate. Seeing Mevajena and her companion quietly disappearing from him, Sordil Belserion, exasperated, walked up to Acnologia and shouted in his face, "Aku, you better clarify right now, I don't have bad breath!"

"Thump!"

Acnologia, who was originally standing opposite Belserion, lay down cleanly and decisively on the ground after being addressed by the Sage Dragon. His symptoms were exactly the same as Sordil's... no, Sordil only foamed at the mouth and fainted, while Acnologia, in addition to these two symptoms, also had his cheeks turn green.

"Gulp!"

After swallowing hard, Mevajena and the other woman carried Sordil and fled out of the tent, leaving the already sacrificed Comrade Acnologia behind on the battlefield.

The next morning

After a full night's rest, Sordil finally regained consciousness. Looking at the white dome above him, Sordil could guess that he was currently in a tent somewhere on the central battlefield, but he couldn't figure out whether he was in enemy territory or with allies. After all, he had just arrived at the central battlefield via the Teleportation Array yesterday, only to be hit by an extremely terrifying biochemical gas and lose consciousness; he remembered nothing after that. At this moment, he could only silently pray that his allies would be able to rescue him; otherwise, he didn't know what kind of horrific torture the enemy would inflict upon him!

Just as he closed his eyes in prayer, an irregularly shaped spot of light struck his face, and at the same time a gentle breeze brushed against his body.

"Young master, you'd better wake up soon, or Lord Wattster will scold me to death!"

"Hmm? That voice sounds familiar... Hiss! Could it be that Murellia has also been kidnapped by the enemy?"

Upon identifying the voice, Sordil's heart sank to the bottom. Murellia had been captured, leaving only Mevajena to escape. Given that woman's unreliable nature, she was probably wandering around aimlessly like a headless fly! Alas, it seemed they couldn't rely on outside help to escape; they could only try to save themselves! Before Chief of Staff Sordil could contact Private Murellia, another clear voice entered Sordil's ears.

"Murellia, is Sordil still not awake?"

"Ah! Mevajena has been captured too! We're all doomed! Heh heh, she's dead!"

Sordil, who had still held onto a sliver of hope, was utterly devastated the moment he heard Mevajena's voice! Chief of Staff Sordil, who had resigned himself to a heroic sacrifice, opened his eyes, sat up from the ground, and shouted, "Come on! Use whatever torture you can, I won't say a word!"

Mevajena and the other woman looked at the bewildered Sordil with sweat pouring down their faces. Murellia even touched Sordil's forehead to confirm Sordil condition.

"Murellia Lila, is he alright?"

"His physical condition is fine, but the young master's mind may have been damaged by the poison!"

"Huh? The incredibly intelligent Sordil... just like that, he's become an idiot?"

"He's not stupid, he's probably just mentally unstable!"

Seeing that he was about to be transferred to the psychiatric ward by Dr. Murellia, Sordil could no longer stand there dumbfounded.

"Murellia, I'm not sick, I'm mentally sound!"

Hearing Sordil's explanation, Mevajena muttered under her breath, "It seems like no mentally ill person would admit to having mental problems!"

"Sister, please don't stir up trouble!"

After mentally ranting about Mevajena, Sordil said with tears streaming down his face, "Sister Mevajena, I'm really not sick, you have to believe me!"

"You say you're not sick, so you're not sick? What proof do you have?"

Faced with such a logical yet unanswerable question, Sordil was completely bewildered. After a long moment of helplessness, Sordil raised his right hand, pointed to the sky, and said, "Heaven is my witness, if I, Sordil, am mentally unstable, then Mevajena will marry me!"

"Bang!"

No sooner had Sordil finished speaking than a righteous iron fist descended from the sky, slamming him into the mud.

After stretching her slightly sore wrists, Mevajena snorted, "Hmm, that's the feel I'm looking for. It seems Sordil's mental state is indeed fine!"

Standing to the side, Murellia watched the two men's fierce way of proving their innocence and was so frightened that she stood there trembling. Only after Mevajena left the tent did she dare to step forward and help Sordil up.

"Young Master Sordil, are you alright?"

"Pah! Apart from having a mouthful of sand, I'm perfectly fine!"

"That's good, that's good!"

"By the way, Sister Murellia, where are we now? And who was the one who attacked us yesterday?"

"We're currently in the camp area of the central battlefield. As for the people who ambushed you yesterday, young master..."

At this point, Murellia suddenly stopped, then leaned close to Sordil's ear and whispered the rest of her words.

"What? I was knocked unconscious by Belserion's bad breath yesterday, not by an enemy attack?"

"Shh! Young Master, please keep your voice down. If Sage Dragon hears me, I'll be in big trouble!"

Sordil was speechless, reflecting on his incredible luck.

"The four of us came here together, how come I'm the only one who's so lucky to be visited by Belserion?"

Hearing Sordil's complaint, Murellia's face flushed red, and then she said shyly, "Young Master, actually, you weren't the only one who was knocked out by the fumes. Lord Acnologia was also knocked out, and even more severely than you! If it weren't for Sister Mevajena pulling me away, I'm afraid..."

Upon learning that there were others even more unfortunate than himself, Sordil felt a great sense of relief. He patted Murellia on the back and said, "Sister Murellia, if you encounter this situation again, you must run quickly, otherwise, you won't even have anyone to ask for help!"

"Um!"

Seeing Murellia nodding like a chick pecking at rice, Sordil felt much more at ease.

"Let's go, Sister Murellia, let's see if we can use Healing Magic to wake Acnologia up!"

"Yes, young master!"