People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 1046: Goletia's mentality has changed slightly

Gloria held Ghost Shark's hand and walked along the country road to Glenfarlow.

The sparse weeds on both sides of the road cover the gray soil unique to Iberia, but still cannot conceal the signs of desolation and ruin of this land.

The two beauties with white hair and red eyes were silent, each immersed in their own thoughts.

Goletia glanced into the distance.

She could already feel the damp breath of the ocean blowing against her face.

Some time ago, she suddenly heard a call from the ocean. It was unclear, but it was undoubtedly because of the birth of Haisi.

Subconsciously touching her neck, Gloria clearly felt the hard touch under her collar.

The racial characteristics of the Haisi were constantly spreading over her body, reminding her all the time what kind of power resided in her body and what kind of blood was flowing in her veins.

"Shark, we're almost there."

Goletia suppressed her thoughts and spoke softly to her companions.

Ghost Shark reacted for a moment before nodding slowly.

Although she had woken up, her state was still fluctuating between confusion and clarity.

Ghost Shark's nodding motion caused the shark-style hat on her head to tilt askew.

Goletia raised her hand to help straighten it.

A breeze blew with the scent of the ocean.

Ghost Shark squinted her eyes comfortably, and when the wind blew away completely, her originally dull red pupils gradually regained their spirit.

"We are approaching the ocean and the wind tells me we are on our way home."

Ghost Shark raised his hand to straighten the blue hairband that was messed up by the wind, and looked down at the clothes he was wearing.

The nun's uniform that she had worn when imprisoned by the Deep Sea Church was long gone, replaced by a black dress that perfectly matched her aesthetic. The lining of the skirt was pure white fabric, which contrasted beautifully with the black stockings that tightly wrapped around her slender legs.

"It seems you are quite satisfied."

The corners of Goletia's mouth slightly raised: "I imitated the style of your previous clothes. Although I can't match your artistic aesthetic level, but think about it on the bright side, at least it wasn't designed by Skadi for you."

"This is the first time I hear you making fun of someone behind their back." Ghost Shark also smiled.

Goletia half-jokingly said:

"Because she didn't appear in front of me, little sleeping beauty, be thankful that I am here with you. After all, the dress style of the third team follows Ulpian's personal preference. If you wear it, I'm afraid you won't be able to dance gracefully."

"Maybe……"

The light in the ghost shark's eyes dimmed again.

The brief moment of clarity was gone in an instant.

The smile on Goletia's face also faded, and she held Ghost Shark's hand and continued to walk towards Granfalo.

"Rhodes Island, Shapeshifter... I hope you won't betray my trust, which is not yet firm."

Goletia still maintained her pride as an Agorian, and looked forward to meeting her partners with a critical look.

She had given the Shapeshifters enough time to work with Rhodes Island on their plans in Granfalo.

And she will go to test the results.

As she moved forward, the outline of Granfalo gradually came into her sight.

The first thing Goletia saw was the garrison outside the town.

"Well, the scale is just barely acceptable, but it is obvious that they have hired external help to achieve this level."

During the review, Goletia saw the civilian camp next to the garrison.

"In order to transform the town, were all the civilians expelled?" Goletia shook her head. "It can't be helped. After all, it's impossible to balance efficiency and humanistic care in a short period of time with the scientific and technological achievements of the land people."

She turned her gaze to the town's buildings again.

"I didn't see any signs of destruction after the battle, and I don't know whether all threats were eliminated with lightning speed or whether they are still in the standoff stage."

Just as Gloria was analyzing the situation, a patrolling squad of the Inquisition spotted the two of them and immediately approached them.

"You two, the area ahead is a military control area, please stay."

Goletia said calmly, "We are deep-sea hunters, and we have a cooperative relationship with your commander."

"Hey? Deep-sea hunter?" The captain of the Judgment Army asked tentatively, "We did hear about the cooperation of deep-sea hunters. Are you the one who flew away earlier?"

Gloria:?

"Captain, have you not yet recovered from the effects of the big dog disaster?"

A member of the Judgment Army couldn't help but complain: "According to the description of the townspeople, the one who flew away earlier was a man."

Goletia: ? ?

The team leader glared at his members, then turned to Gloria and said with a silly smile:

"Please don't worry about it. We will take you to meet some leaders right now."

"You're just going to let me in so easily?" Goletia frowned. "Aren't you afraid that I'm your enemy and will sneak in and behead your leader?"

The members of the Judgment Army looked at each other and smiled meaningfully at the same time.

Goletia: ???

"Ma'am, please don't joke like that." The team leader led the way and said jokingly, "With the current leaders in the town, any one of them can kill our garrison. The leaders don't need our protection.

We are here purely to build infrastructure and manage the local residents.”

Hearing the captain's words, Gloria subconsciously looked at the residents in the nearby civilian camp.

The so-called management is nothing more than imprisonment in disguise... huh?

In Goletia's confused eyes, she saw a team quarreling with the townspeople.

"Everyone, go back to the town and live there. It's safe there. Trust us!"

"We won't go back, absolutely not!"

"But tents are not places to live in permanently. We soldiers can adapt to it, but ordinary people like you might catch a cold if you live there for a long time."

"We'll never go back to town, even if we freeze to death outside or jump into the sea to feed the fish!"

Listening to the content of the dispute between the two parties, Goletia was completely confused.

Could it be that I misunderstood?

These townspeople were not forcibly expelled, but generously contributed to provide better living conditions for the soldiers?

Goletia had to admit that she felt a little respect and touched.

"Hey, these guys."

The team leader also noticed the dispute over there, shook his head with a wry smile, and continued to lead the way.

As the group officially entered the town, Goletia's eyes widened in shock.

Clean and peaceful, she couldn't find any fault with the town except that there were few people around.

There were no sneaky Deep Sea Cultists, nor any traces of the existence of the Sea Heirs. The only task of the Inquisition troops patrolling the streets was to check whether the doors and windows of the houses were blown open by the wind.

"Excuse me...has this town been cleared?" asked Gloria.

"Yes."

The captain shrugged and said, "Before we arrived, those Deep Sea Cultists were wiped out, not a single one escaped. After we arrived, although we suffered a little, the Sea Cultists were all driven away without a single one left."

Hearing this answer, Gladia took a deep breath.

She felt she had to re-examine the capabilities of these partners.

Maybe she was really too confident and these partners brought her too many surprises.

Thinking of this, Gloria's steps became a little more cautious.

Then…she saw four more girls.

Four girls dressed in rock style were trying to play music with an expression that Gloria couldn't understand.

But every time the music sounded, the four girls would stop their movements as if they had been electrocuted, or even release a trace of their own unique power uncontrollably.

Gloria felt it deeply.

Behemoth!

Four in total!

"Thank you for your hard work, guys." The team leader saluted the four with some sympathy.

The rest of the Judgment Army members moved in unison and saluted Aya and the other three.

Goletia's muscles were tense.

She didn't understand how these judges dared to do that. Why did they dare to look at the beast with sympathy? !

But what shocked Gloria even more was that the four giant beasts were not angry at all. Instead, they huddled together miserably, and one of their representatives asked:

"When can we leave? We don't want to stay here any longer."

The team leader said in embarrassment: "Well...Dr. Kal'tsit didn't say anything, so there is nothing we can do. But please rest assured, Iberia will remember your kindness.

As long as we can do it, the four of you can just ask, and Iberia will definitely do its best to satisfy you!"

Aya, the oldest member of the band, smiled wryly to comfort the other three:

"Everyone, hold on a little longer. We are doing this for ourselves. Right now, only Rhodes Island can save the four of us. I hope the trauma treatment team that Kal'tsit promised can arrive soon."

The Judgment Army team continued to lead Gloria forward.

But this time, Gloria was not just being cautious in her steps, she felt like she couldn't walk anymore.