Looking at the surrounding Ceramic Figurines, a flicker of emotion finally passed through Sam's cold eyes.
Of course, the reason her expression changed was not because of fear.
She was simply thinking about the reason why she had fallen into this predicant.
She was here to save Mono.
This made her feel lost.
Why would she put herself in such danger?
Although he had said his goal was the sa as hers—to escape this place.
But that was no excuse for her to give up her own opportunities.
She also wanted to leave this place, to leave this world full of pain.
But why?
Why did she...
...change her mind?
"Fri... Friend..."
Sam couldn't help but think of the words Mono had once said to her.
Did he really consider her a friend?
Did he really?
He probably did.
She thought of the first ti Mono lured the hunter away.
She thought of him seriously repairing her music box.
She thought of how he had just lunged to protect her.
And all those words along the way that constantly circled her ears.
Whenever she wanted to flee, when she was deep in trouble, or when she was sad, he had always helped her.
"Is it really... a friend?"
Sam thought once more.
In the depths of her heart, she actually... didn't want to believe in this word, or rather, she rejected it, but...
Whoosh~
The Ceramic Figurines were no longer giving her more ti to think.
They pounced toward her with hurried steps.
Even though Sam guessed she might not be able to win, she clenched her fists once more.
However, just as she was preparing to continue fighting the Ceramic Figurines...
"Get down quickly, Sam!!!"
A shout suddenly ca from high above.
Sam was slightly taken aback.
This voice was sowhat familiar.
Before she could think further, in the next instant, a huge black shadow flew directly from above toward her position.
Because she was facing that direction, she saw everything clearly.
She reacted quickly and hurriedly lay on the ground.
A violent impact, like a powerful storm, swept directly across the ground.
"Boom~"
"Crackle~"
A series of violent crashing sounds echoed.
All the Ceramic Figurines blocking the path were smashed directly into shards.
They were actually shattered by the traps they had set themselves.
"You little monsters, let this master teach you how to behave!"
Mono's figure appeared on the rack.
He dragged a pitch-black Iron Hamr in his hand, his trench coat swaying with his rapid steps, his whole being radiating a cold and stern aura.
Is this Mono?
Little Six stared blankly at the figure charging in.
The remaining Ceramic Figurines spotted Mono.
Compared to Little Six who was already lying on the ground, Mono clearly attracted more of their Aggro.
They moved their steps without making a sound.
The sound of rapid footsteps echoed once more on the wooden floor.
Mono watched the charging Ceramic Figurines, his heart not panicking in the slightest.
What is ceramic most afraid of?
Mono gripped the Iron Hamr in his hand tightly.
He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he let out a childishly angry shout.
"Go to hell! Laugh? I'll give you sothing to laugh about!"
The giant Iron Hamr whirled in Mono's hands.
"Bang~"
A Ceramic Figurine shattered instantly.
"And you, get down, you Defective Product!"
"Brat!"
"Trash~"
"Chicken skin~"
"Go back to the kiln and be remade~"
The combination of the hamr and the ceramic created a scene that felt incredibly satisfying to the observer.
One was willing to hit, and the others were willing to take it.
An unknown amount of ti passed until only a ss remained in the surroundings.
The sound of ceramic breaking finally vanished.
Mono watched the last Ceramic Figurine fall and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was panting.
His muscles were achingly sore.
He loosened his grip.
"Bang~"
The hamr fell straight to the ground, making a dull thud.
Mono kicked the ceramic shards by his feet, checked to ensure there was no more threat, and slowly paced toward Little Six.
"Hey, how are you?" Seeing Little Six still in a daze, Mono couldn't worry about his aching hands.
He quickly crouched down.
Of course, he wasn't doing this because he cared about her.
It was only because he didn't want a Little Girl to get injured because she tried to help him.
Yes, that was all.
"Little Six, Little Six, hey."
Mono called out.
The focus slowly returned to Little Six's dazed eyes, finally landing on Mono's face again.
"Are you okay?"
Mono waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"So... so..."
"So handso..."
Little Six looked at Mono, stunned, and murmured.
Those two familiar words slipped out of her mouth again.
Mono was stunned upon hearing this.
"What?"
So handso?
Who was she talking about?
After just a mont of doubt, Mono's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He turned his head and looked around.
He suddenly realized that besides him, there was probably no one else here.
"This?"
Mono's mouth hung open slightly.
Was she talking about him?
Sixth Master was actually... praising him?
This... what was the situation?
This... was too rare!!!
No, it was too ridiculous!!!?
Did the sun actually rise from the east?
And, handso?
As expected, even with his Headgear on, was his damn charm still so irresistible?
Mono felt both shocked and... satisfied.
It was like jumping into an ice pond on a midsumr day.
From head to toe, he felt refreshed to the core.
...
Of course, he wasn't actually soone who would get carried away just by being praised.
It was mainly that... Sixth Master's words were too sudden.
Even he... was caught off guard...
"Hey, are you sure? Are you talking about ? Can you say it again?"
Mono indicated he just wanted to confirm.
For Sixth Master to actually praise soone, the sky might as well be falling.
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