Me, Hydra

This has caused the overall strength of the Box Court to rise, but with it comes an unstable foundation like the Reverse Sixteen Nights....

Not caring about the flames that would have been palpable even to four figures, Hydra put a straight hand on Sandra's shoulder.

Hydra's action undoubtedly made Mandrake very wary, but Mandrake didn't act rashly, especially after seeing Hydra easily put her hand through the flame barrier and onto Sandra's shoulder.

It was unclear what condition Sandra was in, but the flames on Sandra's body were intuitively powerful, and according to Mandela's estimation, she wouldn't be able to sustain herself for long under such flames....

And yet Hydra was able to ignore it with ease, which in itself says a lot....

Relying on her own magic power as a guide, Hydra slowly gathered up the expanding energy, and soon Sandra returned to her original state as Hydra groomed her.

Looking at Sandra, who was drenched in sweat in front of her, Hydra motioned for Black Chastity to end the Dragon's Witch's buff.

The reason for not directly ending it before was the fear of irreversible damage to Sandra due to the violent contraction of the magic mass, but if it was touched after the grooming was complete, there would be no need to worry about such things at all....

Seeing Sandra in front of him, who had returned to her original form, Mandela quickly ran to Sandra's face and examined her carefully.

After seeing that there was no damage on Sandra's body other than some dehydration, Mandela was also relieved.

Probably sensing that he was out of sorts, Mandela coughed a few times before standing up again.

Looking at the Hydra in front of him, Mandela slightly bowed.

"While thanking Your Excellency very much for your help, may I ask why Sandra just did that?"

At the news, before Hydra could say anything, Sandra, who was a little off her feet, tugged on Mandela's corner.

Turning to look, a pale and dehydrated Sandra shook her head slightly at Mandela.

Seeing this, Mandela was hesitant, but still chose to trust Sandra. Taking a deep look at Hydra in front of him, Mandela eventually chose to leave in silence.

With Mandela's departure, the guards with blades in their hands also left the small garden. The garden that was still somewhat crowded and airtight and murderous immediately returned to an empty state.

With a glance at Black Chastity and the others beside her, Hydra took out the summoning stone in her space pocket without any haste.

Under the guidance of Jen Serral, Hydra soon arrived at the guest room where the party had been assigned by the Salamander Community.

Although it was a guest room, it was simply no different from those so-called five-star hotels if you didn't say so.

But thinking about it, after all, it was a large community of the dominant class, even if they despised the nameless, they wouldn't use that kind of dirty tactics to make a statement.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Algernon jumped onto the bed with a swift thunderclap.

It was followed by a strip and sell tumble triple....

"I want to sleep in the bed!"

As he said that, Algel also cast a provocative glance towards Black Chaste.

It had to be said that having the form of a small mere, Algel was truly blessed with an advantage in playing the jerk.

Hydra didn't mind Algel's small actions. On the other hand, Haidera.......although she cared, but with Haidera's nature, she definitely couldn't do a hard pounce and then roll and sell like Algel.......

Feeling Black Chastity's resentful gaze, Hydra had to carry the back collar of Algernon's underwear to lift it off her own bed.

"The rooms are all prepared, it's getting late, so all will sleep in their own rooms...there is still the Demon King who will be paying a visit here in a few days."

Hearing Hydra's words, Algol hated to stare twice at the side of Black Chastity, as if saying that Black Chastity was bad for him again. And Black Chastity gave a mocking smile at this test, as if saying, "What I've ruined is your good deed"....

Hydra, on the other hand, rolled her eyes in frustration as she watched the two beside her who kept picking on each other. Then she said, "Oh right, there's one thing I forgot to say. Because of the number of rooms, the two of you should probably be staying together tonight..."

Volume 2: Extra-38 - Early Morning Warfare

A peaceful night was spent peacefully, and for some reason, Hydra didn't encounter any kind of contingency this time, including a night attack.

But despite that, the room next door to Black Chastity and Algernon's room still continued to emit various sounds.

The sound of the vengeance fire burning, the sound of the wooden table being petrified, underneath the various noises, Hydra didn't suffer a night attack, but from a human's perspective didn't sleep peacefully.......

Shaking her head, Hydra came to the door of Black Chastity and Algol's room.

After a moment of silence, Hydra eventually pushed open the door that had become of unknown material.

"........"

It's so tragic....

The lint from the quilt was scattered throughout the room, and the half-scorched rag at Hydra's feet looked like it should have been a cover, because it was but the same in texture....

Picking up the rags from the ground, this had traces of petrification on it, in addition to the scorch marks from the poisonous fire....

While Hydra didn't know what to think, the back room of the room erupted with a loud noise once more.

This time it came with the loss of the soundproofing spell blocking. A sound like a demolition office made Hydra have to pay attention....

"...did you guys just get new hair done?"

Hydra's face was filled with helplessness as she looked at the person in front of her with exploding hair and hinted that she could even ask about the smell of burning.

Seeing Hydra's appearance, the two of them also knew that it was impossible for the battle to continue.

With a cold snort, the two of them were not looking at each other.

In that aspect alone, their actions were still very tacit.

Shaking his head, Hydra let's just say that he didn't care about the tearing between the two of them, this thing could only be resolved on their own if they wanted to, not to mention that he didn't even have a complete understanding of why exactly they were tearing at each other right now....

I can only guess that it seems to have something to do with myself....

"It's the Fire Dragon Birth Festival in a while, so if all is well you guys try not to be like this... it's easy to attract other people's attention..."

Hearing Hydra's words, Black Chaste and the others skimmed their lips but didn't say anything.

Covering her forehead, Hydra waved her hand with quite a headache.

"You guys should go wash up first... If you go outside in this state, someone will definitely say something to me..."

"Huh,"

Hearing Hydra's words, Black Chastity and Algernon stared at each other viciously and then headed towards the washroom.

Honestly, Hydra was very curious as to how they should wash their faces, and when she saw them disguise the disconnected pipes directly into their faces, Hydra eventually despaired.

These two guys seemed to have reached the point where they would do anything to stab each other.

Right under their own noses, Algol was actually applying venom to the area upstream of the hose....

Do you want Black Chastity to be disfigured?