Clearly.
Without a doubt.
This was absolutely not something they had expected.
Lynn held the Screecher, letting that lilting melody of blessings play, and said calmly:
"Want to hear more? If you do, I can activate all the other Screechers too, and we can all soak up these motherless melodies together."
At those words, all the surrounding Plague Doctors were horrified, hurriedly shaking their heads and waving their hands with (.;ﾟ;:益:;ﾟ;.) expressions.
"No! We really don't! Commander Luo Shi! We understand completely! We really don't need to soak up any more!"
"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! I've been sick of those bastards at the bio-armor factories for ages, and now they've actually issued us abominations like these!"
"Aren't they afraid of compromising our combat operations?! Do they want us to play music like this in battle to send our regards to the enemy's mother?! Huh?!!"
The surrounding Plague Doctors all grew furious, their eyes blazing and their anger boiling over.
Because this really was going too far!
Anyone could tell just by listening that these weren't merely inferior products. They had been sent specifically to disgust them!
They went straight for someone's mom-but did the Mechanical Church even have moms?!
No!
Then who had moms?!
They did! Was this sending regards to the Mechanical Church? It was clearly sending regards to their own moms!
"Commander Luo Shi! We're all behind you! Whatever you say, we'll do it!"
"This is outrageous! Thank goodness that Mechanical Maiden hasn't attacked yet, or we'd have been fucking stuck with all the blame!"
"Thank goodness you were so observant and caught it early, Commander! Otherwise, we'd have taken the fall for everything!"
Everyone was incensed, practically burning with rage.
Lynn held the mom-insulting Screecher with a grave expression and extended a hand.
"Calm down, everyone!