Epilogue

The moment Lililu carried Ye Mu back onto the deck, everyone anxiously rushed forward.

"Brother Ye Mu!?"

"Captain!"

"Ye Mu, you..."

Gazing at Ye Mu lying on Lililu's back, everyone used all sorts of words to express the care and tension in their hearts.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

As Ye Mu spoke, he reached out his hand, and Freya hurriedly stepped forward, taking his hand, letting him lean against her body as she helped him up.

Ye Mu gave Freya a grateful glance, and then spoke to everyone with a reassuring smile.

"Rest assured, aside from having a feeling of being hollowed out inside, I don't feel any other discomfort."

Though he said this, how could everyone possibly rest easy? Ayala had already rushed forward anxiously to observe Ye Mu's injuries and bandage the wounds on his body.

At this time, Enel also let out a sigh of relief and spoke of other matters.

"Tiger and Eric went to look for that bastard's corpse and those two swords. Let's hope it's not too late."

"Don't worry, don't underestimate the vitality of a monster of that level. Oh right, let Ayala go for the extraction as well. Just to be on the safe side, we still need a bit of luck."

"Mn."

Enel nodded earnestly.

At that moment, everyone heard a neat and unified sound coming from the deck behind them.

Looking over, they saw Dana and a tall, slender-framed man standing side by side at the very front. Leading all their clansmen, they knelt down, lowering their heads to kowtow on the deck.

Among them, the tall, slender-framed man spoke with a voice full of strength and gratitude.

"Respected benefactors, please accept the most sincere gratitude of the Harot Tribe. If not for you all, our Harot Tribe would probably...