Mink Tribe

"We're here," Swain said expressionlessly.

"It's currently daytime—late afternoon, six o'clock—which means it's Cat Snake Belly's time in charge. Are you sure you can persuade him?" Swain tilted his head slightly toward Kin'emon, a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"There shouldn't be any problem." Kin'emon took a deep breath and tried to appear more confident. His brow furrowed slightly as though he was considering how to handle what came next.

"Good. I don't want a conflict between us, either," Swain said blandly. His expression remained calm, but his words carried unquestionable authority. Kin'emon's heart tightened, and a flicker of nervousness crossed his eyes. He did not know whether Swain was warning him. Still, he knew that if a conflict truly broke out, they would probably be able to do nothing but stand by. Even the Nine Red Scabbards together would find it difficult to inflict any real damage on Swain.

"Who goes there?!" A crisp female voice suddenly cut through the silent forest, followed by a nimble figure hopping out from between the trees. She resembled a white rabbit. Aside from her short golden hair, her body was covered in white fur. Her long, tube-like ears twitched from time to time, and a round, fluffy little tail grew from her rear. Sharp claws tipped her hands, while her petite, slender figure—especially her pair of sexy long legs—was particularly eye-catching.

Swain's attention was immediately drawn to her, and he recognized the girl at a glance. It was Carrot of the Mink Tribe! She was such an adorable girl. Ever since seeing the Zou arc, he had always thought she was a very likable character.

Carrot was a rabbit-type Mink, a King's Bird of the Mokomo Dukedom on Zou and a member of the Musketeers. She served as a messenger who