DanMachi, My Members Are From Slice-of-Life Anime

Xia Jia seized the opportunity and shouted, "Sword, come!"

There was a thud.

The rusted blade reignited with scorching flames and reappeared in Shaga's hand.

"cut!"

A flying, slashing attack, carrying flames, tore through the air and spread outwards. The scorching flames ignited her mask...

The man in black robes tapped the ground repeatedly, covered his face with his cloak, and quickly retreated.

Xia Jia pounded the ground with his sword, panting heavily.

The prolonged high-intensity battle caused his stamina to be unable to maintain "zone" status, leading to a period of fatigue.

After dodging the attack, the woman in black robes also stood at a distance, head bowed and motionless, quietly watching Xia Jia with her sky-blue eyes.

However, there was no longer any hatred in her eyes, only reminiscence.

Shaka even saw a faint shimmering light...

She cried? How could that be?

The two stared at each other until the man in black robes seemed to see something in Shaga, and his lips under the mask moved slightly.

If Shaja were close enough, he might have heard it; it was a name…

"Alyse..."

A moment later, the man in black robes turned and retreated rapidly in front of everyone, his figure flashing among the tree branches and quickly disappearing from sight.

Xia Jia breathed a huge sigh of relief and collapsed onto the ground, utterly exhausted.

Old Mai quickly ran over, grabbed Xia Jia's hand, and showered her with concern:

"Oh, thank you so much, Commander Xia! If it weren't for you, we would all be dead here!"

"As expected, I was right to trust you. I'm so glad I was able to ask you to escort us. Rest assured, you'll be absolutely satisfied with the reward; I guarantee it with my life!"

Shaka didn't seem to care, and simply looked into Old Mac's eyes and said:

"Go check on your men. See how many you can save. Tie up the rest. I don't believe everyone inside is innocent!"

The black-robed woman's target was obvious; it was definitely the Phoenix Merchant Guild. If these people were truly innocent, there was no need for her to keep bothering them.

Old Mai's expression froze for a moment, then he tried to persuade him, "Well..."

"Or is it that her target is actually you?!" Xia Jia's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, how could you accuse me like that! I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

Old Mai shook his head frantically, quickly straightened his disheveled clothes, then took out a comb, tidied his hair, and said to his subordinates:

"Come on, drag out all the people you don't know! Don't cover them up, it's all their fault that we almost died. Oh, my god! Quickly catch those rats!"

Soon, three honest-looking but wounded laborers emerged from the crowd and rushed out.

Xia Jia thought to herself: As expected...

Just as they were about to rush out to give chase, the sound of clattering hooves suddenly rang out all around them.

Soon, a dashing blue-haired woman riding a fine horse appeared before the crowd.

Accompanying them were more than twenty knights, all dressed in uniform and disciplined. Except for the blue-haired beauty at the head, the rest all wore elephant-trunk masks, exuding an aura of military discipline.

While they were still in a daze, they had already caught all the people who had tried to escape.

The Ganesha Familia? Aren't they the city guard? Why are they meddling in things outside the city?

Just as Xia Jia was wondering.

The blue-haired woman dismounted, and with a wave of her hand, the other guards also dismounted, cordoned off the scene, and checked the identity of the deceased.

Xia Jia didn't know how to start the conversation, so she could only wait quietly.

Soon, a guard wearing an elephant-trunk mask returned and whispered a few words in the blue-haired beauty's ear.

The blue-haired beauty frowned, her eagle-like eyes sweeping over the dozen or so survivors, before she said calmly:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Shakti Farma. I belong to the Ganesha Familia. We received a report from the gods that a group of remnants of the Dark Faction are disguising themselves as a caravan and attempting to infiltrate the city, so I apologize to everyone."

"Men! Tie him up!"

"what?"

Xia Jia looked completely bewildered.

What's going on? Wait...

Shaka remembered the goddess's warning: Hermes seemed to hold grudges...

They might use some underhanded tactics on me. I initially thought it was the same black-robed man from before, but...

Xia Jia looked at the city guards who had surrounded him, and he understood everything.

Having figured out the key point, Xia Jia gave up resisting and allowed several city guards to tie her up tightly. Finally, someone lifted the back of her clothes and shone a magic stone lamp on her.

After a short while, the magic stone lamp emitted a strange color.

Upon seeing this, the guards' eyes narrowed and they shouted, "Captain, it's a benevolent adventurer!"

"Keep a close watch on him! This could be the cadre in the intelligence!"

"Yes!"

Xia Jia was carried away by five burly men with a helpless expression on his face.

On the big man's shoulder, Xia Jia writhed like a maggot, making a final, desperate attempt to argue:

"Hey, hey! Don't you guys even know what happened? So many people just died here! Even if you suspect us of being part of a dark faction, it can't be an internal power struggle! We're clearly the victims! You can't treat me like this!!"

Clear and well-founded.

But Shakti remained unmoved, so Shaka went all out and decided to betray his teammates: "Hey, I'm reporting that a guy in a black robe just rushed out and started killing people. You guys have definitely got the wrong person."

Shakti's eyebrows twitched: "This is so annoying, gag him."

"Hey, I'm As... Waaaaaa." Before Shaka could finish speaking, the guard had already sealed Shaka's mouth with duct tape.

The world is quiet.

Shakti slowly mounted his horse, strolled over to Xia Jia, and looked down at him, saying, "We'll talk about it when we get to the station!"

"take away!"

Chapter 85 is about capturing the Astrea Familia.

"Name."

"Shaga".

"gender."

"male."

"Adventurer Rank".

"Level 1."

Orario, of the Ganesha Familia, in a dimly lit prison cell.

A chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying precariously, illuminating the only table in the room.

Shaja's hands were handcuffed to the chair, his face utterly dejected. He hadn't expected his first entry into Orario to be in this way; it was certainly a precedent set by all his predecessors who had transmigrated before.

Xia Jia looked up and saw a blue-haired mature woman with her legs crossed, her shapely legs forming a beautiful curve. But he wasn't in the mood to appreciate her beauty at the moment.

Shakti raised his calm, unwavering eyes, coldly glanced at Xia Jia, and raised his voice to ask again:

"Adventurer Rank!"

“Level 1…” Xia Jia answered honestly.

"You're lying!" Shakti slammed his hand on the table and shouted angrily.

"I advise you not to take any chances. Summon the monsters and repel the terrifying attackers. Your accomplices have already said that you are at least a powerful beast tamer with the strength of level 3!"

Damn it, Mike, you really are a scoundrel! You betrayed me! I'll stab you as soon as I get out of here!

Xia Jia cursed under his breath, then honestly replied, "I really am level 1, but my ability stats are a bit higher."

"Some?" Shakti looked suspicious, took a sip of tea, and pressed, "How much?"

"Around 3500?"

“3500!!” Shakti’s eyes widened. Even though he had seen many criminals argue and make excuses, this was the first one who was still spouting nonsense even when facing death.

"Do you think I'm stupid? 3500? Ha."

Shaka explained, “They’re all real officers, I’m not lying to you. Listen to me, I’m innocent. It’s all Old Mike’s group’s fault. I just accepted a request. Besides, I’m from the Astrea Familia, and I still have my Familia badge on me. We’re all in the same boat, so please give me some face.”

"Stop trying to get close?" Shakti sat back down, his back straight, and said in a clear, articulate voice:

"We've captured your Astrea Familia."

"what?"