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7. Death Aura

"Ahem, nice breeze."

Weed said through his crooked smile.

Since the maximum capacity of the medium-size ship has been reached, its speed was clearly slower.

"We have to quickly escape from this encirclement."

Golden Bird continually goes back and forth doing recons in order to inform Weed on the enemies' location.



They were moving forward into the wide sea. They were trying their hardest to slip past their enemies, determined to see the end of the Unfreezing River and escape. However, their enemies had better mobility.

"It's time to use the preparations we've made for this day......"

Weed gave the numerous living sculptures with beaks and with wings a certain job.

"I want you to go to the nearby ice field, there you will see some places that have cracks. I want you to break that ice off from the main land. Be careful with those things."

The job was to recover the large amount of japtem acquired from monster hunting in Jigolaths.

The living sculptures used their beaks or other tools to chisel the the side of the ravine. Sacks of japtem came out left and right, and they quickly gathered them all.

If you would look at Yellowy you could see such a pathetic sight.

"I'm glad I can’t fly."

Weed was happy with his investments on the living sculptures, they will be working for him forever.

Working 5 days a week with no or annual or monthly bonuses and other business benefits.

Yellowy tried asking for a leave, when the time of his cow calves were born, but he was denied and was made to work around the clock.

Paternity leave is also banned!

Constantly being threatened to be eaten and made to work underground in the mines was the worst possible working condition.

He had buried the japtem in the ice at the river banks anticipating this to happen.

“To pass up on my precious items …”

Weed said with such sadness that his face crinkled.

Sorrow filled Weed's heart as he looked at the cinematic scene of the Jigolaths landscape and remembered Nada Sōsō(film), he pretended to yawn as tears started to come out.

Weed decided to be honest with his emotions right now.

"Each drop of my tears costs 800 gold, no more like 8,000 gold. No matter what the situation I will never give a discount!"

By no means are this tears not his true feelings.

"Accumulated stress could cause gastrointestinal disease to occur. You can never know when your habitual intake of food will be like having small blades inside your stomach.

To help fight stress of losing that much money, I better buy some antidepressants so that I won't die!"

The ship was pushing towards the sea. Weed who was looking at the direction of Jigolaths saw a massive fleet appear.

The Battleships from both Haven Kingdom’s fleet and the United Pirates’ fleet appeared.

"A bit sooner than I expected. But I don’t have to wait for them!."

Tower sculptures presented the most brilliant play of the year without better knowledge of actual events.

Weed released the Sculptural Transformation from the appearance of Griffith as it has lost its meaning.

He took off the specially made clothes that he made through sewing, to look like him.

When he gets back to Morata he can sell these clothes, so the clothes needs to be kept clean.

Once he turns into a lich, there could be some unwanted alterations done on the clothes as the result of the transformation.

The power of the undead is an ever growing concern, But it is absolutely needed if he wanted to take command of all those Ghost Ships.

"Sculptural Transformation!