Preparing to Meet the Underworld Fire Leader, Oleg

Sampo was pinned under Theresa's foot, her small body standing on his burly back. Stelle, watching this, grew increasingly envious of Sampo. She suddenly wished she could be the one Theresa was stepping on, even wanting to beat Sampo up. This wasn't the first time he'd set a trap for them to fall into.

"Please spare me, ladies! I won't run again, I was wrong, my dear grandmothers!"

Sampo lay on the ground, not struggling, with Theresa stepping on his back. It was hilarious; she was so tiny, how could she be heavy?

Fortunately, Theresa didn't know Sampo's disrespectful thoughts, or she would have made him feel the weight of Judas, half a ton!

"Hmph, you know you were wrong, but you never change. Is it fun to backstab people all day?"

Theresa stomped on Sampo's back in annoyance. Sampo lowered his head, not wanting to be seen seemingly enjoying it.

"Theresa, why are you rewarding him? Let me!"

Stelle's envy of Sampo enjoying Theresa's stomp grew. She quickly picked up Theresa and took out a baseball bat, poking Sampo's weak spot.

"Thwack!"

"Aaaah!"

Sampo's recently healed weak spot was struck again by the baseball bat. He jumped up, clutching his aching backside, and wailed. Stelle watched him squirm in pain, feeling very satisfied.

"You tricked us! Next time, Theresa's Judas will smash your head!"

Stelle glared at Sampo, who was holding his backside and crying, and shouted. Sampo quickly nodded, his face a mask of misery. He was scared. He'd truly been harsh on himself, the Masked Fool, to act so pathetic.

"Hurry up, take us to the Underworld Fire."

March 7th also glared at Sampo and shouted. She realized this guy wasn't someone to pity; he always tried to mess with them for his own amusement! The first time, he tried to abandon them and run in front of the Iron Cavalry, but Theresa had tied him up with her weapon.

The second time was when they first arrived in the Lower City, he backstabbed them again, running off with the Iron Cavalry's weapons and Gepard's armor. And the third time, this time, he'd been spying on them as they trashed the Fighting Club. Theresa discovered him, and he tried to escape again, but his luck wasn't as good this time. He was caught by Theresa again. After three consecutive betrayals, everyone was truly seething with anger!

"If there's a next time, I guarantee, it won't just be your backside that gets hurt."

Dan Heng also glared at Sampo, a little angry. His calm yet serious tone made Sampo realize he wasn't joking.

"I promise, this is the last time. I won't play any more tricks. I, Sampo, solemnly promise!"

Sampo knew he couldn't mess around anymore. If he kept it up, he'd really break his legs!

"You want to go to the Underworld Fire, right? Tomorrow morning, at system time ten o'clock, I, Sampo, will be waiting for everyone at the Goethe Hotel. I'll personally escort all you handsome and beautiful ladies and gentlemen to meet Chief Oleg!"

Sampo said solemnly under their dangerous gazes. He didn't dare to mess around anymore, at least not for now.

"You better be telling the truth, otherwise, if we meet you again, we'll really hang you out to dry~"

Theresa said with a wise smile at Sampo. Sampo shivered at her words. Being hung out to dry would be too humiliating; if that happened, he'd probably have to move somewhere else.

"I, Sampo, guarantee it. As a merchant, Sampo will do his best to meet all his clients' requests. After all, you've also provided me with many Belobog Shields. These Iron Cavalry weapons were sold to the Underworld Fire at a low price. With the help of these Iron Cavalry weapons, the members of the Underworld Fire in the Lower City no longer have to fight those Abyss Monsters with their lives using crude weapons."

"And Chief Oleg really liked the combat armor I took from Gepard. Honestly, I've never seen that old man smile so happily!"

"He stroked the combat armor lovingly. Perhaps it had something to do with his past as an Iron Cavalryman. I know he can't let go of it, so I tearfully sold him that 'free' armor for a thousand Belobog Shields~"

Sampo's expression was sorrowful at first, then he chuckled happily.

"It's a miracle you weren't killed by the Underworld Fire people."

Dan Heng commented, looking at the cheerful Sampo.

"Heh, I almost was. I almost got hit by Seele. Luckily, I was wearing speed boots and ran fast. It was so thrilling!"

Sampo laughed excitedly. The others exchanged helpless glances. Sampo, this greedy merchant, was actually a Masked Fool. They thought he should have been a profiteer.

"Alright, let's go back and rest. We'll meet the leader of the Underworld Fire tomorrow. I hope there won't be any conflict."

Bronya said, sounding a bit weary. Hearing that the Underworld Fire's leader, Oleg, used to be an Iron Cavalryman, she immediately gave up the idea of getting Gepard's armor back. After all, former soldiers cherished their past times and belongings, and Oleg naturally wouldn't want to give up his Iron Cavalry armor.

She knew her mother, Cocolia, would compensate Gepard with new armor, as long as the crucial shield generator wasn't lost.

{Gepard's weapon was a shield generator modified from Serval's guitar case, and her sister Luka's climbing pick was also modified by Serval.}

Upon hearing this, everyone said their goodbyes and returned to the Goethe Hotel to rest. Sampo, clutching his aching backside with a pained expression, returned to his resting place. He didn't dare to mess around anymore, as he knew it was rather unethical to constantly backstab the Stellaron Hunters. But wasn't this also a form of Joy?

The next day, Sampo truly arrived as promised, waiting at the Goethe Hotel for the Stellaron Hunters before system time ten o'clock. The innkeeper also recognized Sampo and let him be, even giving him breakfast. After all, Sampo had introduced quite a few guests to her hotel, so the innkeeper had a good attitude towards him.

"What wind blows our great profiteer here today? Aren't you going to hawk your little wares?"

The innkeeper said with a smile, wiping her hands as she sat opposite Sampo.

"Auntie, your cooking is excellent. This vegetable soup is delicious!"

"It's like this, didn't some beautiful and lovely girls come to your establishment? They're wanted by the Upper City. I'm responsible for bringing them down and presenting them to Chief Oleg of the Underworld Fire. After all, the enemy of our enemy is our friend."

"An extra force to resist Cocolia would be beneficial for the Underworld Fire, wouldn't it?"

Sampo explained to the innkeeper while eating breakfast. The innkeeper nodded. She had wondered why such cute and beautiful girls were in the dusty Lower City; it turned out they had offended the Supreme Guardian and were being hunted.

Daily Meme: What if Gepard drew Pom-Pom.