Don't Blame Them

"Don't blame them."

Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind, stunning everyone.

The towering agent named Cairns, who stood over three meters tall, rubbed his hands and cautiously reported to Xia Luqianqian, "I was just about to say that Saint Miming has completely regained consciousness."

Miming leaned against the wall and looked over while gasping for breath. He saw many naval soldiers kneeling on the ground in humiliation, with blades held against their necks. Domino and Hina were both locked in heavy handcuffs and kneeling off to the side. Domino was still crying, while Hina had already calmed down, wearing an expression that seemed to say, I've already been chewed up by pigs in this life, so my innocence is gone. Whether I live or die doesn't matter anymore.

"What are you talking about?" Xia Luqianqian, who had already become Miming's mother, cried out with a pained expression, her anger still unabated. "They nearly cost you your life and even scared you unconscious again. That's simply unforgivable, of course we can't let them off..."

"Don't blame them!" Miming shouted with all his strength, cutting off his mother and stunning everyone once again.

Zephyr frowned.

Since when did a Celestial Dragon act so reasonably? Could something even more excessive be waiting for them? Perhaps making Domino and Hina their slaves or something? His gaze swept inconspicuously toward the agents nearby. The two large men already had slave collars ready in their hands. Among the Celestial Dragons, the Bird family was infamous for being overbearing, domineering, and obsessed with face. There was no way this would end so easily.

Saint Miming was panting heavily. He walked over and shouted again, already exhausting himself in the process. Silence filled the surroundings. After lifting his head, Saint Miming said breathlessly, "This time... it was all thanks to you... I'll definitely ask the Gorosei to commend you properly."

Everyone was dumbfounded. What was this unreal feeling?

The agent beside Xia Luqianqian was the first to recover and immediately fawned, "Saint Miming's willingness to repay kindness despite grievances is truly magnificent! What are you waiting for? Kneel and thank Saint Miming for his grace!"

Immediately, voices of thanks rang out all around.

However, Xia Luqianqian's anger had not subsided. She shouted, "For something like this to happen is an insult to your holy name. Since these two little wretches touched Saint Miming's holy lips with their filthy mouths, the bare minimum punishment would be to make them your slaves..."

"Enough--!" Li Sanming was nearly frightened out of his wits by his mother's unreasonable behavior. His face flushed red as he gave a full-throated roar, preventing Xia Luqianqian from saying anything even more outrageous. Really, once someone became shameless enough, they could break through all limits and make everyone else feel embarrassed, as though their faces were being scorched.

Li Sanming had never imagined that he would have the chance to establish such a completely bottomless image.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Li Sanming calmed down and said in a deep voice, "They saved my life—the life of Saint Miming! Whatever offense they may have committed before can be forgiven."

Xia Luqianqian repeatedly scrutinized Li Sanming. After confirming that her son's mind had not broken, she gave a disdainful snort and said arrogantly, "Very well. Since Saint Miming has forgiven you, then let's leave it at that." Then, shouting, "I'm exhausted to death," she was carried off the ship in her chair.

Li Sanming turned his head and saw a giant four or five meters tall lying spread-eagled on the ground, his broad back resembling a car, waiting to serve as Xia Luqianqian's mount. On his wide back was even a luxurious soft couch draped with gauze curtains, more than enough for Xia Luqianqian to recline in like a queen. A long whip hung from the chair, allowing Xia Luqianqian to lash her mount whenever she pleased.

My god! Li Sanming chuckled inwardly. Anyone who saw this would think she was Cleopatra. No! My mother's display was far grander than Cleopatra's!

After thinking it over, Li Sanming's mind gradually cleared. Have I become one of this world's ruling class—the Celestial Dragons who prey on the common people?

He lowered his head and looked at the pointed leather shoes he was wearing. They're so ugly. Though they are pretty comfortable. I wonder what kind of leather they're made from. So my name is "Miming" now? The surname is a little strange. It must be a Celestial Dragon family.

According to the Celestial Dragons' custom of ruling the world, the word "Saint" was added after a man's name when addressing him, while "Lady" was added after a woman's name.

Once he began sorting out the situation, Miming's mind became somewhat chaotic, with many memories becoming mixed together.

"Saint Miming!" Zephyr's voice came from the side, pulling Miming out of his brief daze. Admiral Zephyr asked cautiously, "I'm endlessly grateful for Saint Miming's kindness. May I ask whether you can release my subordinates?"

"Yes!" Miming came back to his senses. They're still kneeling!

Joy erupted all around. Many people wore expressions of having narrowly escaped death, but they remained extremely wary, afraid that Saint Miming might suddenly change his mind. Such luck, arriving without any conditions at all, had come too quickly. Not only did they refuse to believe it—even the Bird family's servants and agents couldn't believe that Saint Miming would simply forgive the others. Therefore, without clear instructions, they did not dare release the naval soldiers.

Miming simply reached out toward the agent. "Give me the keys!"

He went to Domino and personally unlocked her handcuffs. She trembled throughout the entire process, though it was impossible to tell whether it was from fear or excitement.

Domino... who was she again? Miming couldn't recall for a moment, so he kept examining the blonde girl before him.

She had a sexy figure and an elegant face. To have become a sergeant at only fifteen or sixteen, she must have been an important figure with a limitless future. He simply couldn't remember who she was for the moment. Wait, he remembered now. She was the beautiful chief guard of Impel Down, with an overwhelming presence. But she always wore sunglasses, which made her difficult to recognize. To think he was now fortunate enough to see Domino without makeup—and Domino during her girlhood at that. He was incredibly happy.

Miming couldn't help taking a few more looks. She was truly beautiful. The Domino before him looked delicate and pitiful, with a pure beauty that could never be seen in the other world.

Hina was easier to recognize, because he owned a figurine of her.

Miming came to Hina and examined the beautiful girl who had been rated the "most popular marine" in the other world. Although Hina still looked like an immature young girl, it was easy to recognize her as Black Cage Hina. Her long pink hair and creamy-white skin made her unmistakable.

The only problem was—why was Hina so tall once she stood up? She was a full 1.8 meters tall, completely unlike the petite, exquisite feeling of the figurine displayed on his shelf. It was only after standing face-to-face with her that he realized Hina was a whole head taller than him.

Only then did Miming realize: So I'm actually this short? Everyone here is practically taller than me! Domino was about the same height as Hina, and they were considered short among the marines, since they were women. As for Admiral Zephyr, there was no need to mention him. Burly men two or three meters tall were everywhere around them.

When he came back to his senses, Miming saw a trace of hatred in Hina's eyes. This damn Celestial Dragon hesitated when he was about to unlock my handcuffs, then stared at my face with an excited expression. He must be plotting something! Does he suddenly want to make me his slave?

If she could, Hina wanted to tear the Celestial Dragon before her into pieces and then kill herself. But doing so would certainly cause Zephyr-sensei and her fellow marines to suffer the most terrible punishment. No one could endure the consequences.

"Oh, oh! I'll open them right away!" Miming said apologetically. He truly wasn't pretending. It was simply too rude! But there was nothing he could do—this whole situation had come too suddenly for him as well.

Being short had its advantages, too. For example, while unlocking Hina's handcuffs, he could openly sneak a look at her magnificent cleavage. When he raised his head, he accidentally met the corner of her lips. Was it this sexy little mouth that gave me artificial respiration just now?

A murderous aura snapped Miming, whose mind had been drifting, back to reality. Hina's brows had already risen sharply. What does this bastard mean by unlocking the handcuffs halfway and then freezing again? He couldn't find the keyhole for ages, so he took the chance to stare at that spot? Believe it or not, I'll kill you and then kill myself! My body is already impure in this life anyway!