Chapter 23: Solution

Boom! Boom!

Killing five Seaborn Elites only left Garde injured, and two Seaborn Elites couldn't even stop Garde's movement.

In less than five seconds, Garde killed one Seaborn Elite and then beat the other to death, dragging its corpse along as he departed.

Yes, even now, Garde was still luring Sea Terror.

He didn't want the Sea Terror to follow the river upstream into Acahualla, so he had to keep dangling them, attracting their hatred, making them see him as a target.

On land, their speed was not comparable to that in the sea. Garde had enough depth to restrain them.

Even if Seaborn Elites caught up, without the Sea Terror's restraint, Garde and his companions could easily kill the pursuing Seaborn Elites.

After all, the land was not the same as the sea!

After escaping, Laurentina and the others didn't run too far. When they saw Garde returning dragging a Seaborn Elite's corpse, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Because when they last parted ways, Garde was not in good shape.

It was their trust in Garde that made them choose to leave.

Laurentina walked over, tearing off a large piece of dead skin from Garde. It was covered with small wounds, like being pricked by needles, densely packed.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not really."

The crocodile-man dictionary didn't have the words "pretentious." If it hurt, it hurt; if it didn't, it didn't.

In the Wilderness Will tribe, the adults at home would only ask you to spit on the wound and rub it a bit. From a medical perspective, there was some truth to it, but the effect was definitely not as good as a real disinfectant.

Almost all the wounds on Garde's body had healed. He suffered some injuries while fighting the last two Seaborn Elites, but they were insignificant.

Now, Garde's biggest problem was not the wounds but the fact that his clothes were long gone due to the intense battle.

The idea that clothes could still cover crucial areas after a fierce battle was only found in manga and anime. In reality, it didn't exist.

How could clothes and leather armor compare to the muscles of a crocodile-man trained through exercise?

So, they perished!

Laurentina, who had been helping Garde clean the dead skin, saw something meaty and long, akin to the intestine of a giant Seaborn Elite and reached out to pull it.

She tugged at it once, and when it wouldn't come off, she tugged it twice with a little more strength, and when it didn't come off too, she noticed something was wrong.

What she is holding is not a Seaborn Elite intestine.

Garde looked down at Laurentina from a high vantage point. Laurentina looked up at Garde with her head tilted back, his meaty dick is still in her hand.

After a moment of silence, Laurentina asked, "Does it feel good?"

Garde nodded.

"It did."

Laurentina opened her mouth, revealing her sharp teeth.

"Be careful, or I might bite you in one go!"

"Please rest assured; I have the protection of the crocodile-man's ascension power. After years of training, most of my body parts are impervious to many kinds of harm, my dick included. Your teeth won't hurt me."

Garde intended to say this, but seeing Laurentina quickly turn around, her body tensing and appearing somewhat rigid, he silently swallowed his words.

He noticed the other two women present.

Skadi blinked her eyes non-stop, seeming somewhat curious.

Saria, on the other hand, had an expressionless face, looking serious and solemn, as if nothing could change her demeanor.

"I'll make you a set of clothes."

Saria's tone was flat. With a wave of her hand, the surrounding rocks shattered. Not deliberately made of pure calcium, a bronze-colored armor appeared on Garde.

Not only did it look very pleasing and provide some protection, but it also conveniently solved Garde's clothing issue.

However, as Garde knew, Originium Arts was an extension of the sourcestone artist's will.

Saria made herself a set of clothes; didn't that mean she touched himself all over?

Garde looked at Saria with curiosity visible on his face, noticing his gaze, Saria also turned her head and kept eye contact with him, until, when three second of silence has passed, Saria couldn't kept it anymore and turned her head away to the side, a small blush on her cheek,

"We should leave; we're too close to those monsters here."

They had only stayed in place for a short while, and the sounds of Sea Terror came from behind.

The armor made by Saria for Garde was not light, but for Garde, it was nothing.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The armor collided with the scales on his body, making a metallic impact sound. Garde dragged the Seaborn Elite's corpse, and the few of them jogged along, staying close to the nearby Sea Terror.

"We need to figure out a solution."

Recovering from the initial awkwardness, Laurentina felt that if they returned to the previous situation, it wouldn't be as embarrassing as before.

However...

Laurentina secretly scratched her finger and placed it toward her lower abdomen.

The smile on her face looked somewhat stiff.

She felt a bit scared.

Isn't his manhood a bit too big?

Among the three, only Skadi had the purest thoughts, so she was the only one seriously pondering Laurentina's question.

"We need to find the Sea Terror's brain!"

Skadi emphasized seriously, but what she said was basically the same as saying nothing.

They all knew that to repel the Sea Terror, they first needed to kill the brain controlling the Sea Terror, the highest-ranked individual among the Sea Terror.

But how to find it? Where exactly was the brain?

This was a problem!

Until a voice sounded from a distance.

"I think I can find a way, a stupid one, but a way."

From afar, a tall figure walked slowly. It seemed slow but was actually incredibly swift.

Garde hadn't expected that the other party would recover to this extent in just two days.

"Gladiia?"

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