Deep Sea Hunter, but Deep Sea Titan

"Huh? I don't care if he's from the Mafia or the White Hand. If he doesn't watch where he's going and dares to bump into me, he's asking for trouble."

After enjoying the Requiem Festival, W's condition seems to have rebounded somewhat.

"If you want to get your revenge, fine."

"But we can't use explosives."

Loting was well aware of the consequences of handing the explosives to W. Although Loting had a way to remotely restrict W's movements, the crazy girl might still come up with some dirty tricks and cause a big commotion.

Since Wei Yanwu had given him face, he had no reason not to give the other party face in return.

"Your Highness, how can we let her act recklessly at a time like this?"

Theresa would much rather see W spend the holiday peacefully like a little girl; she thought it would be a kind of compensation for W's dark childhood spent in ruins.

"Can you handle this with just a dagger and a trap?"

W hesitated.

Luo Ting finally understood; she just wanted to experience the thrill of explosions, and finding a venue was secondary.

"Sigh, Mercenary W, the candy you bought at Scar Mall is more than you ate today."

"Is that enough to frighten you?"

Luo Ting wouldn't let her have her way in everything. He wanted this spoiled, crazy girl to know who gave her this little bit of sweetness and freedom, and why.

So, while waiting for Si Suitai's reply, W found something more interesting and exciting than enjoying the celebration.

After figuring out the basic activities of the gang led by Capone, a one-sided hunt began.

A deadly trap devised by a seasoned mercenary on the battlefield is not something these thugs called "Button Men" can easily handle.

Many of the Syracusan thugs were crippled by W, and the most unfortunate of them, the reckless one, was killed by a carefully arranged ambush and crossbow.

Even in the lower part of Lungmen, the legend of the "Red Pass Demon" began to circulate.

However, there are rumors that she was merely a servant of another important figure.

That important figure was said to be someone even Commander Wei treated with utmost respect.

Moreover, among that person's three attendants, this red Sarkaz was only the weakest.

However, this was just a small episode in Luo Ting's wait for Si Sui Tai's reply.

Within the mortise and tenon joints supporting the building, an urgent secret letter was delivered.

The officials at the altar of the year quickly found information about Nautilus, the god of mountains and rivers who granted every request, among the dusty files.

A young man from Phidias dressed in the robes of a court official was assigned the task of guiding and monitoring this troublesome entity.

"The candle-bearer of the Year-Keeper's Terrace, Zuo Yue, receives the order."

He fastened the mask and token of the Yan Kingdom's secret agency for giant beasts, "Si Sui Tai," to his waist and set off for the prosperous Yan Kingdom city-state of "Longmen."

And now, he can see that enormous mobile city.

Chapter 179: The Wandering Swordsman of the Great Yan

"Drive away the shadow of the giant beast and observe the dangers facing the nation."

This is the code of conduct for the candle-bearers of the Great Flame Office's Year-end Terrace.

The young man named Zuo Le clearly did not quite understand Wei Yanwu's request.

"Yu cast nine tripods to ward off the fierce waves and evil spirits."

As a young master from a prominent family, Zuo Le was naturally exceptionally literate. When he first entered the Si Sui Tai (the Bureau of Records), he read through all the records in just three months.

In the official records of the Yan Kingdom, "Yu" is the title of a certain emperor in the history of the Yan Kingdom, and this bronze giant god was originally a creation of humankind.

The transformation into a sentient being is a later development.

However, he probably wouldn't doubt whether this was an official history specially compiled by the Yan Kingdom to highlight the so-called "human will can conquer nature".

Even for a figure like Nautilus, who was quite lawful under certain conditions, they did not forget to downplay his power in their historical records.

"Why would Commander Wei allow someone who is no longer as trustworthy as before to approach the agent of the Year Beast?"

Moreover, the imperial court approved the application, which truly baffled him.

The post station's bus carried the young candle-bearer across the desert. Yan Kingdom, after the Crystallization Era, also began a rapid and vigorous industrialization process, which enabled Zuo Le to quickly reach the distant Dragon Gate.

Meanwhile, in the lower city of Lungmen, a Sarkaz woman who had only recently appeared but already had a terrifying reputation was watching her prey struggle in a trap from a low wall.

W was really about to burst with pent-up frustration, and unfortunately, these Syracuse gangsters who had invaded Lungmen became the targets of her venting.

Without a doubt, she possessed the madness and cruelty inherent in the Sarkaz.

"Tsk."

"It's all that damn big oaf's fault. Without that wonderful explosion, it's still not quite there."

Before attempting to continue his verbal attack on Lotin, W nervously confirmed whether the two Agorians were actually nearby.

Otherwise, she would inevitably suffer another terrible phantom pain in her flesh.

"Demon, although I don't know why you would turn on your brothers, you should still leave some room for maneuver."

A particularly tall and burly Lupo man had his subordinates stand in front of W carrying two boxes that might be LMD (Lungmen Dollars).

W vaguely remembers that her name was either Gabilon or Gambino.

Anyway, he was a stray dog ​​who came to Lungmen to beg for food after he couldn't beg for food in Syracuse.

"I know a little about your asking price. This should be enough for us to live in peace, right?"

"Your supplier probably won't be as generous as I am."

Although Gambino was indeed a stinking outsider begging in Lungmen, as a member of a prominent Syracuse family, he still retained some wolfishness and bloodlust.

Hidden within the two boxes of Lungmen Dollars are remotely controlled Originium explosives.

W also knew that this kind of person wouldn't obediently try to pay money to avoid trouble.

"Haha, so generous?"

In W's eyes, Loting was by no means generous; he could even be described as a meticulous to the point of being obsessive.

It's as if they've suffered some kind of trauma and are using this almost extreme meticulousness as a form of self-protection.

"No one is more stingy than him, but no one is more committed to keeping his promises."

"Your bomb is incredibly stupid."

W produced a detonator, or more accurately, a signal jamming device for the detonator.

"Finally, finally, we can set off fireworks! Haha!"

W laughed maniacally as she pressed the button, and then, amidst a shower of blue banknotes, the explosion she had been waiting for finally began in grand style, blasting the Syracuses to pieces with their own bombs.

She didn't violate any of the rules set by Loting; the explosives were from the Syracuse gangs, not from her.

There's a saying in Longmen: "A dog catching a mouse is meddling in other people's business."

While W was still reeling from the explosion, a ferocious laugh, even more maniacal than hers, echoed from the intersection of the alleyways.

"So, Sarkaz, why do you covet my prey?"

The exotic-looking, sundial-like twin swords added a deadly scar to her delicate face, along with her wildly flowing white hair.

This Rupert woman also came in search of these stray dogs.

She was furious to see her prey snatched away by this Sarkaz man of unknown origin.

"Huh? Who are you *sark*, you Sarkaz swearing at?"

Language barriers hindered their communication; W couldn't understand Syracuse, and the other person couldn't understand W's broken Sarkaz.

As a result, the response to W naturally turned into a whistling blade.

After getting bored of dominating weaker opponents, W finally encountered a worthy adversary for the first time, but her most reliable weapons—those whimsical homemade explosives—were confiscated by Lotin once again.

W was thus put in a very passive position, and she could only retreat along the route where the traps were laid.

"Damn it, this Sarkaz swearing is driving me to my death."

Just as W was wondering where else he might have set a trap, a giant anchor dragging an iron chain was thrown out and embedded in the ground between the two of them.

The bronze giant stood between the two women with a dull thud, separating them.

"I didn't plant the bomb, those Syracuses did!"

W's first reaction was that she thought Loting had heard the explosion and that she had come to punish her because she had broken the agreement.

"Stop playing around, the people from Si Sui Tai have arrived, we should go."

Seeing how confident and self-righteous this girl was, Luo Ting knew that she must have used some clever tricks to skirt the rules.

We'll talk about that later. The question is, why did she look like she was being chased and beaten up?

Luo Ting turned his head and realized what had happened.

Isn't this Lapland?

Alas, it's probably because W dealt with too many members of the Syracuse gang, which offended the lone wolf, who felt his hunting grounds were being invaded and disturbed.

"You are the owner of this Sarkaz mercenary?"

Faced with the giant that blocked the entire alley, Lappland did not waver or retreat in the face of fear.

Lotin speaks Colombian, and Lappland understands the language.

"It's not quite the same. Did she accidentally wander into your hunting grounds?"

"However, this is Lungmen. And you and I are both outsiders. How about this, you fight again next time and decide on a sphere of influence that satisfies both sides?"

"Still here?"

"can."

"Fine, you've worn down her fangs. Chasing after such an opponent is really boring."

"Next time, let's take off her collar and have another good chase."

Lappland seemed quite interested; she appeared to have noticed that W was being somewhat restricted, and this unfair battle seemed rather uninteresting.

Loting waved dismissively and left Lungmen's lower city with W.

"With your strength, wouldn't crushing a lone wolf like this, living in isolation, be as easy as drinking water or eating?"

Looking at W, who seemed rather unhappy, Luo Ting felt that the girl had gotten a bit too arrogant and needed to be disciplined.

"You only offended this person because you weren't careful, so why should I solve it for you?"

"Don't think I don't know that the explosion just now was related to you. You like to play tricks and try to get away with things, don't you?"

“You seem to have gotten a little carried away, W.”

Luo Ting took out the Blood-Drinking Sword; he could still suppress his brief bloodlust.

The Bloodthirster cast a thick, striped shadow on W's face.

"Please, no, please don't!"

W looked at Theresa as if she were grasping at a straw, but Theresa simply closed her eyes.

"Phew, it's just a little bit of phantom pain from a spanking."

Luo Ting said with a relaxed expression.

After all, the humiliation this time far outweighed the physical pain.

So, Zuo Le, who was waiting at a vehicle parking area, witnessed this scene:

A snickering Agor, an expressionless Agor, an unusually large bronze giant.

And... a Sarkaz woman awkwardly covering her buttocks.

Chapter 180: I Can't Stay Home Anymore

After looking around for a moment, Luo Ting spotted a familiar face.

Why does the Si Sui Tai (a government office) let this young man do everything?