Mr. Spivey and the others stormed | (?) and we halved the number of escorts.

I wondered what was going on, but I was able to deal with whatever happened.

And enough to wait.

Still no sign of anyone coming out.

Is this a situation that could possibly be described as bad?

If you keep going home, it'll be a problem. If you get in with this force, it's going to be a payback.

I don't know what to do.

"... what, you're making a lot of noise"

Mr. Swillen is manipulating something with his hands.

If you look closely, it was a thin thread. Oh, are you eavesdropping on that one?

That means Mr. Swillen seems to be hearing the sound of the Giants' residence right now.

"Mr. Swillen. How's it going in there?

"That's right. As long as you pick up the sound, it's noisy as if you're having some kind of feast."

"Huh?"

I don't know what that means.

I guess we should take a look at this in person.

Uh-huh. I don't know what to do.

"... All right, let's just say we see it in person here"

I broke into the Giants' residence with the escorts.

Shit, it's pretty big when you come in.

Because it's the Giants' residence, or it seems to be made widely.

There are only minimal lights, but the road is the main road, so we proceeded without straying.

Moving to the back, I heard voices.

Even the shouts that occur in battle are not metal sounds. Either that or you have a ridiculous voice.

What the hell is going on?

Eventually, as I proceeded to those who heard that voice, I saw the light.

Apparently, you can hear voices from there.

We proceeded to where the light could be seen and gently looked out of the shadows.

And there he was.

"Gaha eight haha"

Something, he was a giant with a big laugh.

There were other giants with horns.

There are several large barrels, and they drink like a cup made by processing a rock with liquid in it, which looks delicious.

I don't mind drinking it from the edge of my mouth.

I wonder what the people who stormed the residence are doing, looking at them.

"Damn it, no, get the fuck out of here."

Oh, I found Mr. Spivey.

Seeing where he was in the iron plaid, he was apparently caught and put in a cell.

Mr. Ambia's not in jail, so I guess he hasn't been caught yet.

That's all good.

If I'd been caught, if I'd been held hostage, I'd have been in a lot of trouble.

In the meantime, where does Mr. Ambia shoot?

The Giants don't seem to notice us in the middle of the feast.

"There seems to be only Mr. Spivey here, so let's keep looking for Ambia and the missing Bequins."

"Shall I leave Spivey like that for a while?"

That's what Mr. Swillen says, and we move so the Titans don't find us.

Walking is not a problem as this residence itself is huge.

But no matter how much you walk, the Giants aren't looking outside because it's like the ballroom earlier.

Could it be that we're having a feast with all the tribal people?

No way.

That's how I walked, I saw the lights.

Now I wonder who's there, and when I just peek in my face again.

"A Mov"

"Huh. I'll pour it now."

A giant man has a cup.

And a woman with a rather large bottle in that cup is pouring the liquid in that bottle.

The bottle seems to be about home, but the woman has no bitterness.

Awesome.

And if you look closely, you have feathers on your back and a bee's tail.

"Uh-huh. From here on out, then, I can't tell you anything because I can't see my face, but from my voice, maybe it's Viquin."

"Is that Mr. Biquin?"

I want to see how Mr. Biquin is doing.

I'm not particularly tied to chains, but I wonder if they're taking hostages.

That's what I was looking at, but it looks like I like it and serve it.

What kind of situation is this?

"Oh, Lord. I want to be here."

I heard that voice, so I turned around and there was Mr. Ambia there.

"Mr. Ambia. You're safe."

"Mm-hmm. I saw the guy from Spivey get caught, so I decided to walk around this residence and figure out the internal structure, hiding from it like this"

Cheng Cheng. If that's the case, don't make it any easier to escape.

We were able to rendezvous, but now, what do we do?