"Praise the Sun!"
Accompanied by a monotone voice that completely clashed with the artwork, the Knight statue leaped on the spot, jumping over the stunned Shield Soldier in front and swung a Heavy Sword in a powerful jumping slash towards Lucie.
"Nani?!"
The warrior, around thirty years old and having been poisoned by the culture of two-dimensional art since elementary school, instinctively let out a gasp.
"Nani-sister!"
The Orc Shaman behind him cursed irritably, snuffed out the healing wave in his hand, turned his head towards the Beautiful Girl Mercenary Corps, raised his chin, and looked at Kassandra's nearly two-meter tall graceful figure suddenly appear in front of Lucie. He dryly said, "Those beauties have started attacking actively."
The Fox Tribe Half-Beastman Wizard rolled his eyes, saying, "Really good at causing trouble."
"Nothing troublesome about it."
