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Mengdie nodded, propping up her chin.
"So that means, we can claim a total of 9,200 Sura, right? Half for each of us, that's 4,600 Sura each. Not even 5,000 Sura... I wonder if it's enough."
Edward didn't know what Mengdie was calculating. While she was lost in thought, he said with a calm face, "There's an additional 1,000 Sura for capturing the bandit leader. And I don't plan to split it with you; you can have it all..."
"No, no. I have my principles," Mengdie extended her left hand, shaking it. "The announcement stated 'capture or kill.' In fact, we let Viba escape. No, more accurately, the real mastermind behind the Black Flame Snake didn't even appear. Viba himself was just a pawn. On the other hand, you were injured and also fought the enemy. I don't care how rich you are, but I can't change my principles."
Mengdie's expression was serious, so earnest that Edward was captivated by it. It wasn’t until a few minutes later when Mengdie snapped out of her thoughts and glanced at him that he came back to his senses, shaking all over and starting to laugh foolishly. To change the subject, he racked his brains for something that would please Mengdie and immediately started to praise her. "Hahaha, but Mengdie, your strength is really strong. You even took down that huge man!"
"Taken down?" A hint of coldness flashed in Mengdie's eyes. Her expression turned even colder.
"No, I didn't take him down. In fact, I'm far from his strength. If he hadn’t underestimated me, it might be me with a crooked nose right now. And, even if we don’t mention Viba..." Mengdie pointed a finger at Edward's forehead, speaking slowly, "Even against you, I probably wouldn't win. I may have more combat experience than you, but in terms of physical fitness, I am far behind now. You could just wear me down in a battle of attrition, and in less than an hour, I would be pinned to the ground, unable to move."
Mengdie's "pinned to the ground, unable to move" was purely in a combat sense. However, what Edward thought of under that "pinning" is left to the imagination.
"So, I must regain my original strength and body. When I return to my true self, I'll show you what a 'god-demon' level battle is like."
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Her eyes, her lips, her hair, every part of her body exuded a powerful oppressive force! This pressure left Edward breathless for a moment. The girl in front of him seemed so dangerous and unpredictable, like a great goddess whose true intentions are always unknown.
However, Edward still didn't quite understand. What did she mean by her original body and strength? Returning to her true self? Such words were too obscure and difficult to comprehend.
"Mengdie, what you said is too profound for me to understand. But you said you're not as strong as me...? I doubt that. In the end, I was the one most injured, and Viba was defeated by you..."
Mengdie had nothing to say to this blockhead. She slapped the ground (of course, with a blanket underneath, her slap had no deterrent force) and said irritably, "What about you, are you serious or pretending to be dumb? I said I'm weaker, and you're still praising me? Are you mocking me?! Never mind anything else. Take your abs, for example. That's proof of strength. And my stomach? Nothing, see for yourself!"
With that, Mengdie suddenly grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it up! A smooth, flat belly immediately appeared before Edward's eyes.
Edward was once again shocked, falling backwards. He struggled to control his gaze from drifting but couldn’t help sneaking a few peeks. The delicate curves, the boneless waist, the smooth flat belly, and that small, clean, dust-free navel... He felt he was about to faint.
Mengdie, unaware of Edward's reaction, looked resentfully at her stomach, "See? That's it. No matter how much I train, I can't develop a single ab. It's always soft, lacking any masculinity. See, see."
How could Edward dare to touch it? Just looking felt like a desecration of the girl in front of him!
Mengdie closed her eyes and sighed—
"Ah~ Ah, I really miss my old body... solid and muscular. Not just abs, but even my chest muscles were firm. It felt like touching a block of iron. But now? Like my stomach, my chest is soft and elastic. Hey, want to see?"
Edward suddenly yelled, pouncing on her like a madman, grabbing Mengdie's hands about to lift further. He not only successfully stopped Mengdie but also covered her already exposed belly. After doing all this, he breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot, as if he had just undergone a great trial.
Mengdie didn't notice Edward's feelings, or rather, didn't understand them. After her hands were pressed down by him, she tilted her head and smiled at Edward, "See, I'm not as strong as you."
Edward's heavy breathing could be heard even outside the carriage, and his sudden pull on Mengdie even slightly shook the entire carriage. Soldiers and mercenaries outside speculated about the drama unfolding inside. Just imagining Mengdie being overpowered made several weaker-willed men start to nosebleed.
Dubo, sitting at the front of the carriage, holding the reins, looked sharp and displeased. He coldly glanced back and coughed softly. Unfortunately, his discontent was blocked by the thick curtains, unable to reach inside the carriage. However, one thing provided him a perfect opportunity to interrupt.
"My lord, we have arrived."
Unbeknownst to them, the mercenary group had returned to their departure point—the Silver Moon Kingdom. This ten-day bandit extermination journey had finally come to a victorious end today, with no casualties!
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