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Rossi had never intended to bring the three girls beside him back to the Family.
The five hundred children from Flevance needed resources, and Luo, Monet, Ulti, and the other promising recruits destined to become core members needed investment too. Every bit of supplies had to be carefully budgeted.
Three more members were unnecessary.
Besides, compared to adding a few officers, the potential future support of an entire nation was clearly more valuable.
"We're flying-"
"I thought... we'd never see the sea again..."
The green-haired and yellow-haired girls finally could not help speaking.
Freedom poured into their chests like the sea breeze, making their eyes burn.
Their laughter mingled with sobs, and even as tears fell, the corners of their mouths remained lifted.
It should be noted that Marigold, who would have a full figure in the future, was still slender at this point-her body had gradually changed because she later ate a certain special cuisine for a long time. Otherwise, the three sisters would not have looked so distinctly different.
"Sandersonia, mind your manners."
As the eldest sister, Hancock managed to maintain her outward composure, though her heart was just as turbulent.
With one hand wrapped around Rossi's arm and the other clutching the hem of her clothes, she asked the question that had concerned her most since their escape:
"May we know... your name?"
"...Rossi."
As he answered, an invisible perception spread out from him, sweeping across the distant sea like ripples before finally locking onto a direction.
"Don't worry. I'm no good man."
Hancock blinked.
"Next, I'll take you to meet someone.
Once you see her, you should be able to feel truly at ease."
Her breath caught slightly.
Sabaody Archipelago.
Marine Headquarters lay on the sea not far away, and figures wearing glass helmets