Chapter 73 - 64th Episode: Midfield Feeding
After ten minutes, a team of Punishers from the Wisdom Goddess Church finally arrived at the scene. By then, Malin and the others were already checking the flying heads one by one to see if they had gold teeth—what a bore, this area had already been swept once, and aside from a few vagrants’ corpses, there wasn’t even a giant rat in sight.
Unlike low-sensitivity humans who would blunder into death traps, the giant rats had long since fled.
The captain responsible for the team came over, "Did you... take care of all these?" He pointed at the giant meaty corpse.
"Yes," Leon, as the person in charge of liaison, naturally took over the conversation. "There’s also a problem with this damn signal gun, old chap. It took ten seconds to start working after I pulled the trigger."
The Punisher glanced at the signal gun in Leon’s hand, "I suggest you have that person behind you file a complaint with those idiots at the Church’s logistics department, your signal gun was supposed to be discarded last time."
Upon hearing this, Malin glanced at Hiddell—it was the logistics department’s fault, or was someone bold enough to try and get this kid killed?
But that was none of Malin’s business; he wasn’t in the mood to play detective. Last time he played detective, he almost got his head remembered by Mr. Mischael.
Keep in mind, a little spider once said, "With great power comes great responsibility. Don’t take on porcelain work without a diamond drill."
"Come, Clovis, I’ll take you home first," Hiddell was now immersed in the joy of exceeding the mission objectives and stretched out his hand to ruffle Clovis’ hair.
"Thank you, cousin." The Bunny Girl stood quietly behind her cousin.