At that moment, March 7th thought she had come face-to-face with the legendary Snow Monster and shrank back in fright.
Stelle, meanwhile, saw three million Credits running straight toward her-
Sampo!
As Sampo came running, with his flamboyant stride, flowing blue hair, and desperate howling, Blade stepped forward.
He raised his sword and stood in front of the others, stopping Sampo from coming any closer.
The snow and ice on Sampo's face gradually melted, revealing his ingratiating expression.
When March 7th saw Sampo, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Sampo, it's you again!"
Kafka spoke up as well:
"Relax, Blade. There are no enemies here."
Blade nodded, put away his sword, and stepped aside, but he kept his eyes fixed on Sampo.
Sampo had no doubt that if he showed even the slightest hostility, this man would cut him in two.
Stelle spoke up:
"Sampo, I've finally caught you this time! Come on, you're going back to the Xianzhou with me to turn yourself in!"
Sampo looked bewildered.
"What's the Xianzhou? Why would I go there to turn myself in?"
Stelle: "???"
She immediately flew into a rage.
"Oh, so you're playing dumb again, Sampo? Go on, keep up the act!"
"No, seriously, what's going on here?" Sampo scratched his head. "First, big bro came back saying I owed him money, and now you want me to turn myself in. You've got me completely confused."
Stelle snorted.
"Keep making things up. I'll just stand here and watch your performance."
"I really don't understand!" Sampo spread his hands. "Tell me what actually happened, will you? Old Sampo's done plenty of things, sure, but I can't take the blame for something I didn't do. Big bro's two billion was scary enough, and now you want me to turn myself in? My poor little heart