Do You Need My Help?

Do You Need My Help? "Do you need me to step in?"

Lan Qingyou looked back at Alisa, raised a brow, and said to her in an extremely flippant tone.

Alisa tugged at the corner of her mouth in a cold sneer.

What a joke.

Her area attacks might be few, and they might not be as powerful as the other woman's.

But that did not mean she had no attack power.

Never mind the people of the whole city surrounding her.

Even if everyone in The Order surrounded her, she would not be afraid.

And so.

To prove herself, and also to tamp down Lan Qingyou's arrogant flames, Alisa rose straight up from the blanket.

With a broad sweep of her hand.

One Shackle Orb after another was tossed out by her.

Although she did not use much strength, those Shackle Orbs still drifted lightly from the terrace and flew straight over the Shelter's walls.

Seeing the words "drifted lightly," everyone could probably guess it too.

That was right.

Lan Qingyou had helped.

Or rather, in Lan Qingyou's eyes, this kind of "lifting a finger" matter was nothing at all.

Or perhaps it should be said that this was simply a tacit understanding the two of them had formed over the past year-plus, nearly two years, of spending time together.

So Alisa had no objection to Lan Qingyou helping.

Bang—bang—bang—

After the Shackle Orbs flew out beyond the Shelter's walls, they burst open one after another.

From within them dropped Stitched Monsters of bizarre and peculiar shapes.

"What is that!"

"How can this be!?"

"Attack! Attack!"

"Ah~~ don't come over here~~!!!"

"No! Don't eat me!"

"Hurry and call the Holy Knights Order over!!"

"We called them! They haven't arrived yet!"

After the Stitched Monsters appeared, the clergy gathered there