Sampo's expression changed when he saw Theresa stand up. As a Masked Fool of Joy, Sampo could clearly sense the dense Power of Joy around Theresa, along with other powers he could not identify. Comparing them in secret, he feared that he did not even possess one percent of her Power of Joy.
{Sampo was very mysterious in the game. Perhaps the author might officially betray that setup later, but here, Sampo was treated as an ordinary Masked Fool.}
However, Sampo concealed his unusual reaction. He clutched his butt painfully and looked at everyone. More than a prankster, Sampo was like a merchant. "Ow, my butt! Was that really necessary? I was hiding in a snowdrift. Who did I offend? Then I suddenly got hit like this. That was way too accurate, wasn't it?"
Sampo cried out while clutching his butt in pain, and his expression made everyone feel rather awkward.
"Um, sorry. I wanted to poke the snowdrift with a branch, but I tripped over it and the branch ended up stabbing you in the butt."
Theresa smiled somewhat sheepishly. Her cute, beautiful face and gorgeous ceremonial outfit made Sampo's eyes dart around.
"Hmm, all right. Compensate me, then. Since my butt is injured, I definitely can't keep treasure hunting. How about a thousand Belobog Shields?"
Sampo asked with a probing smile.
"We only have Credit Points, and we're not locals."
March 7th said bluntly. Dan Heng and Theresa sighed at her words. March 7th was far too naive.
"Huh? What do you mean? Don't tell me you're aliens or something?"
Sampo asked as he looked everyone over in surprise.
"Have you ever seen locals dressed as lightly as we are in this freezing wilderness?"
Dan Heng asked Sampo calmly. Instinctively, he felt that this man's temperament seemed somewhat similar to Theresa's. It was the carefree, irreverent air of someone who enjoyed watching the world burn.
At Dan Heng's words, Sampo carefully examined everyone. He definitely could not afford to provoke Theresa, since he had a bold suspicion. Could she be an Envoy of Joy?
Dan Heng and March 7th both looked at him calmly, while Stelle stood with her hands on her hips, wearing an arrogant, clueless expression as if asking, "What are you going to do about it?"
Sampo's originally irritated expression immediately turned meek.
"Credit Points? I think I have a terminal for those. I found it before and repaired it."
Sampo lied smoothly as he quickly pulled out a terminal. Dan Heng gave Sampo a meaningful look, seeing through his obvious lie, but did not expose him. Theresa, meanwhile, narrowed her eyes as she studied Sampo. His temperament seemed a little similar to hers?
"Then how many Credit Points do we need to give you?"
Stelle asked innocently. Her expression of being pure and easy to fool made Sampo instinctively rub his hands together like a fly, his spirits lifting.
His eyes shifted.
"One thousand Belobog Shields equals one hundred thousand Credit Points. Just give me one hundred thousand Credit Points!"
"Ow, my butt hurts so much~"
Sampo carefully called out as he secretly watched everyone's expressions.
"Do you think we're that easy to deal with? Do you want me to shoot you again?"
Dan Heng glared at Sampo, who had raised the price on the spot and was still trying to scam them.
"Ah, sorry. I'm not too sure about the exchange rate between Belobog Shields and Credit Points either. How about ten thousand Credit Points?"
Sampo smiled ingratiatingly, because he genuinely felt that he could not beat them.
"Fine, but only if you also take us to Belobog. The Snowfield environment here is too harsh!"
Theresa raised her head to look at the tall Sampo and called out. It was the first time she felt that someone being so tall made her neck ache from looking up at him.
"Uh, all right. I need to go back and rest for a few days to recover anyway."
Sampo figured that worked too. Leading the way and earning ten thousand Credit Points was not a loss. It would have been even better if his butt had not been injured.
Sampo immediately began slowly leading everyone toward Belobog while clutching his butt.
Perhaps today was his unlucky day. First, he got stabbed in the ass. Then he ran into the Silvermane Guard.
"Oh no, it's the Silvermane Guard!"
"Everyone, run!"
"Ow! My butt! I can't run!"
Sampo had just tried to run when the pain from his injured backside made him collapse onto the ground, howling. "Silvermane Guard! Help me up and let's run! I don't want to get caught!"
Sampo hurriedly shouted.
"Suspect and accomplices spotted! Begin the arrest!"
The leading Silvermane Guard shouted.
"Looks like we have no choice but to fight. Let's go."
Dan Heng said helplessly, glaring at Sampo. He, March 7th, and Stelle began to move. As for Theresa, she seemed to have realized that Sampo was one of the Masked Fools.
"Why aren't you joining them?"
Sampo had wanted to sneak away, but Theresa was smiling as she watched him. He asked in confusion.
"Oh? So you can sneak away, Masked Fool?"
Theresa's words made Sampo's face change drastically. His eyes darted about as he considered an escape plan.
"Don't even think about running. Judas, bind him!"
Theresa threw Judas onto the snow. The Soul Steel spears and chains that shot out immediately bound Sampo, leaving him sprawled across the snow like a caterpillar.
"Miss, I was wrong! I don't even want the Credit Points anymore. Let me go! If the Silvermane Guard catches me, I'm done for!"
Sampo shouted in panic, but Theresa ignored him. Instead, she tugged on the chains, immediately dragging Sampo across the snow to her feet.
"I'm finished..."
Sampo cried miserably.
"Get a taste of this lady's power!"
Dan Heng, Stelle, and March 7th were just about to knock down the Silvermane Guards when the ice arrows March 7th fired were suddenly blocked by a handsome young man who stepped forward with a cold expression. He held a guitar case in his left hand and spread open his right. A layer of transparent Power of Preservation blocked all of March 7th's arrows.
"A tough one's here!"
March 7th shouted warily.
"Theresa!"
Stelle hurriedly called out.
The handsome young man walked toward them with a cold expression. Just as he was about to attack, he spotted Sampo lying at Theresa's feet and immediately stopped before the group. Gepard Landau said, "I am Gepard Landau, Garrison Officer of the Silvermane Guard. I order you to cease this futile resistance!"
Gepard held his guitar case and shouted at them solemnly.
"Sorry, sir."
The defeated guards explained themselves to Gepard with dejected expressions.
"The important thing is that everyone's safe. Go back and rest later."
"As for you, hand over the suspect and explain where you came from!"
Gepard shouted as he glared at everyone. The reason he had not attacked was because this group did not seem like bad people.
After all, what kind of criminals tied up their own accomplice?
"We got labeled accomplices for no reason. This is so infuriating!"
March 7th shouted angrily.
"Give up resisting and surrender!"
The guards shouted in chorus as well.
"Being treated like criminals is even more infuriating!"
"Why do people always misunderstand us the moment we arrive somewhere?"
March 7th shouted angrily.
"You'll have to ask him."
Theresa complained as she lightly nudged Sampo, who was lying on the ground, with her foot.
Daily hanging image. Bishop Otto, you have to stay strong!
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