Chapter 225: The Tin Knight and The Tower of Greed (5)
Cap’n Bill’s caretaker.
That was the position Trot currently held.
The situation was simple.
To keep Dorothea’s “cage” in an active state, the owner needed to possess considerable mana, and Trot was the only one who had such mana and was free enough to always carry the cage around, as well as being trustworthy.
It seemed questionable whether it was really okay to entrust the management of a former kidnapper to a former kidnapping victim, but when Trot subtly asked Dorothea about this, she replied, “Huh? Oh, if it’s revenge, do as you like. As long as the cage isn’t damaged. Poking with a twig is fine.”
As expected of a witch. Her standards were different from ordinary people.
In fact, the management wasn’t anything special.
It was quite inconvenient to have to keep carrying the cage to maintain the mana flow, but once she learned that she could just connect it somewhere on her body using her hair as a string, even that difficulty dropped significantly.
So, while chatting about various things with Cap’n Bill or offering seeds or small insects only to hear, “Does me look like a real bird to ya just because me be in a cage! Ya cocoon-like girl!” or attempting to use the cage like a cocktail shaker to make a “Cap’n Bill shake” in response to his insults, one day.
Trot and Cap’n Bill were summoned by Dorothea, and the situation came to this point.
“—Let’s make a deal. Skull, I’ll set you and your subordinates free. In return, I’d like you to fight on our side.”
“Nay.”