Kevin jumped down from Ventura, panting with his tongue out as he bounced around wildly.
Drool even flew from the corners of his mouth.
Alfred walked up beside Kallen and gave a quiet report.
A God's Bone?
On that Red-Clad Woman?
Or was that Red-Clad Woman a puppet, with a God's Bone as its internal core?
As for whose bone it was, that was easy to guess. Kallen had long known that the Dark Moon lineage had a goddess.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
Kevin ran up to Kallen, barking nonstop. Clearly, he desperately wanted that bone.
Although gnawing on bones was practically instinctive for dogs, a God's Bone... well, it did not seem inappropriate for their Golden Retriever.
Kallen sat down while the others began "cleaning up."
They needed to remove their traces here and dispose of Ansi's and Mota's belongings.
This had been an accident, one beyond Kallen's control. So although Ansi and Mota had met with misfortune while Kallen had benefited, he did not feel particularly guilty.
Just as countless lives had been snuffed out instantly under cannon fire in that naval battle, this was nothing to torment himself over.
Muli walked over to the others and began speaking to them quietly, one at a time. This matter had to remain secret.
But he also knew that no one would inform on them. Although this group could not be called unbreakable, Mota, Ansi, and this mysterious island alone were not enough to make any of them consider betrayal.
There were indeed plenty of informers in this world who enjoyed harming others without benefiting themselves, but fortunately, no such brainless trash existed in the Kallen Squad.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
"Stupid Dog, quiet down." Unable to stand it any longer, Puer jumped onto Kevin's back, raised a paw, and repeatedly swatted