'Young Master' looked down at the tablet, then swiftly jumped onto the figurehead of the ship, sliding down the jagged note legs toward the sea.
A huge crab slightly emerged from the sea, catching the small figure. Its sharp and terrifying front claws were firmly drawn back, extending towards its back to create a very safe little space for 'Young Master'.
'Young Master' paid no attention to the eerie blue glow on the terrifying spikes of the crab's claw beside him, casually grabbing onto something to stabilize his body: "Kuni, we're preparing for battle now~ Is everyone ready?"
This time, the enemy might be strong, or else Old Dog wouldn't keep asking you all to safeguard yourselves. It should be that their levels and numbers are almost the same as ours, which is why he says that.
Old Dog's always like that, putting the bad news upfront.
So, if things go wrong later, he can't be blamed; it's our own carelessness to blame.
