176 174 Blue Pride (2/2)
”I am in the name of the captain. To keep me waiting means to keep the captain waiting.
Doesn't matter.
Maybe it's a famous mercenary regiment everyone would be afraid of if they went to the Chrome continent. I guess it's just not very famous on this continent over here.
The gatekeeper shakes his neck lightly to the side, and anger floats in the girls' faces. The blood vessels that have risen on my forehead seem to tremble pimply and represent the depth of that anger.
But we're so famous! And even though I proclaimed it great, I have a utterly unknown quote from the other person, angry about it, and so on. All I can say is that it's lame.
”This man is your husband's valued customer.”
”Huh? That little black cat girl?
Hi. These guys looked like mercenaries. It's all about the Blue Cat Clan here, too, and from the name of blue pride, is it made up of just the Blue Cat Clan? I don't want to come near you.
In fact, I'm looking at Fran with an awesome look down.
”You're telling me that the Black Cats are more important than us?
”Let's say it again. Doesn't matter. Trivial things like race.”
”Let me put it the other way around, but that person is your husband's valued customer. To denigrate that person means to denigrate your husband, right?
”'Cause it's the Black Cats!
Um, I knew you didn't like the Blue Cats. He who meets, he meets, he looks down on the Black Cats. Besides, you take that for granted. The Black Cats are basement and miscellaneous fish more than they are, so shut up and slave. It feels like it.
”Fran, let's go”
……
Oh, no. He's not on the table, but he's totally in a state of war. Two or three more bad words would make you pretty.
”Ursi, push Fran!
”On”
”Mm...”
Ursi pushed Fran's back while I was pulling. I try to push him straight into the gate, but Fran stays cancer on the girls. The girls are staring back, too.
”Fran, let's go!
”On!”
”Mmm.”
Fran disapproved of our desperate persuasion. You can't fight here.
But Fran was overlooked by the Black Cat clan, and there was no reason for him to end up as an adult. Just before I knocked around the gate, I looked back at the girls.
And activated intimidation, intimidation, and hegemony at the same time. Then slap the killer together.
”Hih.”
”Knock.”
The girl wore a petan and buttocks with a blue face, and the man stepped back a few steps. The Blue Cat tribes under his command also jump instantly to stare at Fran. But there is a colour of fright in that face that cannot be hidden.
Looks like you can only be a mercenary for once and feel the strength of Fran. And I guess I felt an overwhelming difference in strength.
”Hey, what's...”
Fran entered the gate in a relaxed foothold with the girl squeaking in her dead voice on her ass.
”You look so proud...”
”Phew.”
'Cause I'm not praising you.'
”Hmm?”