"Seeds preserved during Nemeru's time? I don't know what you're talking about."
Archimedel froze, lost in thought...
He had remembered something, but he had no idea what the Stellaron Hunter before him intended to do, so he simply claimed not to know.
"Don't want to talk? That's fine."
"Destroying this place will do just the same..."
Whether she found those seeds or destroyed them, the achievement would be the same. But if possible, Sam still wanted to obtain them.
As she spoke, Firefly extended her mechanical arm and seized Archimedel by the throat, making it hard for him to breathe as the blood pressure made his head swell with pain.
"Oh my, what do we have here?"
"Sam, the Stellaron Hunter whom Desire Grand Prix Operations has been desperately searching for, has actually appeared here."
"But destroying the Jamato cultivation base I supported and treating an old man like this is a little too much, don't you think?"
Just as Firefly gradually tightened her grip and Archimedel felt death drawing ever closer, a woman's voice suddenly rang out nearby.
Firefly turned around and saw a long-haired woman dressed in a Lolita style standing some distance away. Her arms were crossed as she stared at her with a smiling face.
Though she spoke of the Jamato base she had funded being destroyed, she did not show the slightest hint of anger.
"Beroba."
Firefly was not surprised to see the newcomer.
This woman was the sponsor who supported the Jamato. She claimed to love and pursue the misfortune of others.
That was also why she had thought so highly of Azuma Michinaga in the original story.
"Oh? You actually know me?"
"How interesting, Sam, the Stellaron Hunter... I'm getting more and more curious about just who you are."
Hearing Firefly state her