My Boss Kaya

"Hey, His Majesty suddenly wants to select Schutzstaffel. Do you even know what that is?"

"Stop asking questions, what does this have to do with you and me? Let's get into the Sternritter first!"

"Tch! Can't I even talk about it?"

"Weren't those Sternritter before? Why did His Majesty recruit them? Aren't we righteous?"

Hey! Shut up! Be careful someone hears you!

"It's alright, there aren't many people outside Silbern."

Several Quincy walked by, laughing and joking, completely unaware that someone was lurking on the rooftop of a building on the side of the road, silently watching them from above.

Once they were out of sight, Garp and Zephyr withdrew their gaze, removed the eaves, and retreated back onto the roof.

"Your Majesty? The Schutzstaffel?" Garp was dumbfounded.

"Did you notice, Garp? Those guys passing by below are all wearing the same clothes, almost like our Marines," Zephyr suddenly said.

"Is that a knight's uniform? It looks cooler than a navy uniform," Garp said, stroking his chin.

"That's not the point..." Zephyr's voice rose slightly, and he suddenly covered his mouth and coughed, his face looking rather unpleasant as he tried to keep his voice down.

"Hey, are you alright?" Garp quickly checked on him.

"It's nothing!" Zephyr gritted his teeth and said, "There's something wrong with the air here!"

"Slow down your breathing, reduce the number of breaths, and try to hold your breath as long as possible, like you're underwater," Garp said.

Zephyr slowly inhaled, held his breath, paused deliberately, and then slowly exhaled through a slit between his lips.

After repeating this several times, his condition improved significantly, perhaps because his body began to adapt to the environment.

Upon seeing this, Garp laughed and said, "The air here is so thick, even a single breath feels suffocating, and it's so humid, my clothes feel sticky and clingy to my skin."

"Judging from their uniforms, this place has a system similar to the military, with a strict hierarchy," Zephyr muttered to himself before pulling his coat tighter.

"Are you... alright?" Garp looked at Zephyr's right shoulder, which was wrapped up tightly.

"What? I only lost an arm, I'm not dead!" Zephyr smirked. "If you want me to get out first, you're dreaming, because we have no idea how to get out!"

"Hahaha! You're right, it seems we have no choice but to keep moving forward!" Garp laughed.

Although there was no way to retreat, and although rushing in directly was a bit hasty, they were not cowards. Even if they were to charge forward, they would still compete to see who could charge faster.

They weren't entirely certain that this place was related to what happened on God Valley Island.

Because this place may have existed before.

After discovering this place by chance, they made up their minds that they had to find something out!

So the two concealed themselves and, instead of taking the main road, leaped across the rooftops of closely packed buildings as their path forward.

They could have started their search from the outside, for example, by already infiltrating a house.

However, after encountering several people dressed in pure white knight outfits, Garp suddenly had a plan.

"Saiki! Look, look! I got my clothes too! How do I look? Don't I look incredibly cool in them!"

"Yes, yes, yes~ Allen is the most handsome."

Below, a young man who looked to be around ten years old was striking various cool poses with a smug expression, while a companion next to him clapped and smiled helplessly.

All the clothes worn by the Wandenreich are made of Reishi and are pure white knight uniforms, a standard design for Quincy.

It's often said that a handsome military uniform can attract people to join the army, but even without that factor, everyone wearing the same style of clothing can increase a sense of belonging to the group.

"Now that we have clothes, it means we've officially become members of the Wandenreich! We must avenge our parents in the future!" The young man Allen clenched his fists and said with a passionate expression.

"Let's work together!" The other person, who had been smiling, suddenly froze.

"What's wrong, Saiki? Why do you look like you've seen Celestial Dragons in broad daylight?" Allen hadn't reacted yet.

"There's someone behind me..." The man named Saiki rolled his eyes and suddenly fainted.

Allen was startled and almost cried out.

But a large hand reached out from behind and forcefully covered his mouth, while another strong arm grabbed his body, making it difficult for him to resist.

His eyes widened, filled with terror.

"Quiet down, kid. I'm about to tell you something. If you have any questions, either nod or shake your head. Got it?" Garp's low voice sounded from behind him.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" He tried to struggle, but with his small arms and legs, how could he break free from Garp's restraints?

"Hey, look at this." Zephyr squatted down next to his friend Saiki had been knocked unconscious, and Zephyr's hand was gripping Saiki's neck.

This action frightened him, and he dared not resist anymore.

Zephyr's forearm was thicker than his thigh; it was obvious that if Zephyr exerted any force, his friend's neck would snap like firewood.

"Is this the God Valley?" Garp asked.

Allen nodded.

"I'm telling you! What's going on with this space? Is it hidden in the shadow of God Valley?" Garp corrected.

Allen nodded.

"You just mentioned the Wandenreich. What kind of person is your emperor?" Garp continued to ask.

Allen was in a dilemma; how should he nod or shake his head?

"Let him go." Zephyr stood up.

"Okay." Garp released Allen's mouth.

"Who... who are you?!" Allen gasped for breath before demanding an answer.

Bang!

Garp punched him directly, saying without any politeness, "What's your stance? You're subdued by me now, aren't you! Answer the previous question!"

Allen, clutching his head which felt like it was about to split open, weakly said, "His Majesty is the greatest person, the supreme god in the hearts of all Quincy."

Quincy?!

Garp's eyes narrowed instantly as he looked at Zephyr, noticing that Zephyr also had a serious expression.

"The so-called Wandenreich you speak of, is it a gathering place for Quincy?" Garp asked in a low voice.

Allen didn't answer, he just stared at Zephyr.

"Speak quickly!" Garp urged.

"You... you're the Navy!" Allen's expression suddenly changed, his eyes bulging and his look extremely fierce. "Damn Navy! Don't even think about getting anything from me..."

Allen rolled his eyes and lowered his head.

Garp stopped, then put Allen on the ground. He shrugged at Zephyr, indicating that there was no other way but to knock the guy out.

Zephyr covered his head, feeling an even bigger headache.

Damn it! I forgot they were still wearing navy uniforms!

But what was with that last look in their eyes? It was a look of hatred and disgust. Why would they give a look like that to a navy officer?

The boy, who had initially given up resisting, showed strong rejection and anger upon recognizing them...

A quiet ripple stirred within Zephyr's heart.

"Whatever, if we can't get any information out of him, let's change clothes and pretend to be Quincy!" Garp stripped Allen of his new clothes.

"Alright!" Zephyr didn't object.

The two men began changing clothes quickly, but they were clearly much stronger than humans, and the clothes were the wrong size, making it quite difficult for them to put them on.

Finally, after much effort, I managed to put it on, but it looked extremely awkward, like a muscular man wearing children's clothes.

The two then moved the two young Quincy to a small alley, a place where the sunlight couldn't reach, which was fairly hidden to the naked eye.

After tidying up, they prepared to continue their operation.

But suddenly, a voice from behind made them stop in their tracks.

"What are you two doing?!"

Garp and Zephyr slowly turned around and saw what? It was a Quincy squad, dressed in uniform and carrying a flag made of strung rifles.

After seeing it clearly, a strange look appeared in their eyes.

It's really...

This team, well, it only has five or six people, but it simultaneously meets a variety of criteria, including men and women, young and old, tall and short, fat and thin, handsome and beautiful.

The team members are distributed way too evenly!

"What are you looking at! I'm asking you a question!"

The tall, thin woman leading the group frowned when she saw that Garp and Zephyr remained silent, and sized them up.

"What... what's wrong with your clothes? Could it be that the clothes are the wrong size? But they're way too big... What were you doing acting so suspiciously just now?"

Hehe!

Garp suddenly sneered, glanced at the group, crossed his arms, and arrogantly raised his head, using his height advantage to look down on them.

"Logically speaking, Quincy of your caliber is not qualified to interrogate me!"

What?

Zephyr was dumbfounded; there was no such thing as saying that.

"Huh?!" The woman's eyes widened in surprise.

"Who are you people?" Garp retorted. "Who gave you the authority to investigate your fellow Quincy, and you dare to openly cause trouble? Do you have connections in higher-ups?"

"We! We're a patrol team, responsible for maintaining order in Silbern!" the woman shouted, her neck stiff.

"So it's just a nobody." Garp sneered, casually grabbing Zephyr and walking away without looking back. "If you have something to say, go talk to my boss Kaya!"