"I'll also send some people to keep a close watch on the Plague Doctors, but right now, they're hidden and we're exposed. We have to be especially cautious."
Lynn nodded.
No matter what.
With the Matriarch and the others still dormant, they had to tread carefully at every turn.
"In that case, let's deploy our troops too."
Lynn smiled and adjusted his Monocle.
"We'll intervene in the war between the Mechanical Church and the Desire Sect. It's about time I paid my old friend a visit! If we really can win over the Mother Tree of Desire, our big family will gain another incredible member."
Sir Awen: "..."
Naturally, he had tremendous faith in Lynn's ability to lure people away.
But was this really a good idea...
"But have you really decided to go in person?"
Sir Awen looked hesitantly at his big refrigerator.
"You realize you're a refrigerator right now... Aren't you going to switch to another body for the time being? Even possessing a battleship would be better than this..."
Lynn said, ヽ(￣▽￣)ﾉ:
"But a battleship can't refrigerate things!"
Sir Awen: "..."
It's over.
What he feared most might really be happening.
This fellow had clearly accepted the fact that he was a refrigerator. He had even started identifying as one. After spending the past two days hawking chilled beer on the streets of Dark Night City, he seemed to have grown fond of the experience.
Awen pressed a hand to his forehead, his face dark with exasperation.
"In that case, make whatever preparations you can. Once our people have assembled, go with them. If we manage to establish contact with the Desire Sect, we'll probably need you to handle things personally."
After all.
This fellow could more or less be considered that tree's lover...
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