I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Meanwhile, in the heart of Morioh, a strange group of customers sits at a lavishly decorated restaurant.

This restaurant is located in the city center and is a regular in Morioh tourist guides because of its luxurious decor and delicious food. Normally, you need to make a reservation in advance to eat at this restaurant, but today it is unusually quiet and eerily deserted.

The diners at the table who seemed a bit odd turned pale upon seeing this.

Just then, a waiter came over with the dishes and, taking advantage of the break between serving the food, carefully observed the group at the table.

A middle-aged man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and with a mature and composed face, who looked to be about fifty years old, placed his hands together on the table. Judging from his appearance, he should have been a kind old professor, but now his face revealed an undisguised coldness.

A young girl, also wearing gold-rimmed glasses, dressed stylishly and seemingly like any other girl in the world, but with a foreign look, it was immediately obvious that she was not a local of Morioh.

He was an extremely ordinary-looking man, so ordinary that he would disappear into a crowd, with the words "honest man" practically written on his face. He looked to be a robust man who had just turned thirty, but his black sunglasses and black top hat, which he always wore, were somewhat eye-catching.

There was also a cute little boy who looked very handsome, making one think that he would definitely grow up to be a handsome man. He looked very small, only about as tall as other people's waists, but he was wearing a priest's outfit and had a thick book under his bottom, which only made him look cuter.

They seemed to be just normal customers, but what made them strange was the atmosphere at their table... Despite being in one of the top restaurants in Morioh, every single one of them had a serious expression on their face.

There was no sign of a group of friends enjoying a meal together at the table; it looked more like a funeral than a meal.

"Everything was perfectly normal yesterday, but the moment Monkey and his men made their move today, the Crusaders arrived immediately. Are they that sensitive...?"

Although the restaurant isn't completely deserted yet, with some people still coming to eat and many others enjoying their meals nearby, the number of customers is vastly different from yesterday, much to the owner's dismay.

As for the reincarnators, what this means is self-evident. They are no longer novices, and everyone can guess what it means.

"This shouldn't be, this shouldn't be, this shouldn't be... We've been so cautious, and we finally managed to pinpoint all the locations of the World's Child. How could we have made such a mistake so soon after we started... Didn't the elders say that it takes time for the World's Consciousness to request aid from the Crusaders?"

"If you calculate the time, even if it was Shengtai, it only took less than half an hour to attack the others... Is that all the time you need?! Damn it, those old bastards lied to me?!!"

The foreign woman wearing glasses slammed her fist on the table with a look of resentment. The exquisite wooden table was instantly smashed into a pile of rubble, and the food on it fell to the ground. The loud noise attracted almost everyone in the hall.

Having been placed under intense scrutiny by the world's consciousness, everything they do will be magnified infinitely.

"Calm down, Annina, we can't attract any more attention."

The middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at her and spoke casually, seemingly unconcerned about what she was doing.

"Guest! Oh... is there a problem?"

Annina's actions naturally attracted the attention of the waiters, who immediately saw the shattered solid wood table and subconsciously swallowed.

"No, it's alright. Just give us a different table and make the food again."

The little boy spoke to the waiter in an almost commanding tone, but the voice of a man in his thirties or forties came out of the child's mouth, creating a strong sense of incongruity.

"ah......?"

"Do as instructed, immediately."

The little boy's voice seemed to contain an unyielding authority. The waiter, who was about to say something, suddenly went blank and agreed in a daze. Before long, a smaller temporary table was brought over.

"Since things have already come to this, there's no point in saying anything more. Shengtai, what are your thoughts?"

The middle-aged man said this to the little boy, Sheng Tai, who didn't say anything but turned to look back.

“You’re the captain, Jin Suo. You’re asking me? Have you forgotten your responsibilities? You’re the one who made the plan.”

Jin Suo was taken aback by what was said, and stopped abruptly after saying something. He then turned to look at Annina and the honest man who remained silent.

“Don’t look to others. Annina can’t do anything either. You know, Fevrek’s head isn’t even as big as my fist. You have to figure out a way yourself. Don’t always expect others to give you advice.”

"Sigh... Shengtai, how are your preparations going?"

Jin Suo rubbed his temples and changed the subject, not wanting to talk about it anymore. Even though they were in the same team, Sheng Tai had been resentful of him simply because he had taken the captain's title, and was even unwilling to help him come up with ideas...

"I got two Stands, one called Super Flying Man and the other called Ingmar. They are both mechanical Stands, which should be useful. I have been on guard against the arrival of the Crusaders from the beginning. To deal with them, numerical Stands may not be as useful. You have to use mechanical ones. So I killed those two Stand users and stole their Stands."

Super Flyer can provide restraints, trapping a person inside an electric tower, preventing them from escaping for a while. Ingmar, on the other hand, can turn a person into a piece of paper when they show fear.

"None of these are methods that directly cause harm?"

Annina frowned and asked a question, which earned her an even deeper frown from Shengtai.

"I already said that a substitute that directly inflicts damage might not be effective. Besides, isn't my own destructive power enough? Do you want to taste my divine wrath again?"

Annina was about to argue back, but when she heard Shengtai's words, she immediately fell silent and turned her head away awkwardly.

Just as Jin Suo opened his mouth to say something, a commotion suddenly broke out at the restaurant entrance. Then, a monkey covered in dust rushed in, yelling and crying, its face covered in snot and tears, looking extremely unsightly.

"Ah Cat!! Ah Cat!! Ah Cat is gone!!"

The monkey still had the short knife Fang Wuwei had stabbed into its abdomen. It ran over, clutching its stomach, and collapsed to the ground, crying as if it had found its pillar of support.

"Well, let me tell you something you don't know."

Annina replied with remarkable composure. Jin Suo and Sheng Tai were somewhat displeased that the monkey had caused such a commotion. The honest man called Fevrek remained silent, only glancing at him with his eyes raised.

"Island... Island..."

"You mean the knife, right? It hurts?"

“Pull...pull the cloth out…”