I'm the King Of Technology

B**ch!

Jimila was going crazy.

Was Yanji saying she was lying?

Fine.

She knew that she lied about Lucy saying she would kill them all.

But everything else was true! So how dare they doubt her?

When has she ever lied to them before? Okay... Maybe on occasion.

But the lies wouldn't hurt anyone. And she did it all for the sisterhood (her position.)

So what was all this?

Everyone calmed down, brooding over Yanji's words.

Yanji wasn't saying that all their Head witch said was a lie.

No.

A good lie has more truth than lies in it.

So a majority of what Jimila said should be accurate. But what part in the story was there to stimulate them?

What parts have been left out of the story for the leader's benefit?

They didn't mind this much since it was natural for those in higher positions to do so, provided they didn't go overboard.

And provided the information left out wouldn't be one that would cause their downfall in the future.

Everyone chuckled, feeling that Yanji should just be asking this to relieve her rage on the leader for not asking for their help or assistance earlier.

Do you think that with them all working together, the traitor's daughter would have a chance against an unknown event she might not have been aware of?

To them, the leader had blown off the element of surprise tactic, exposing them from the shadows.

And now Lucy was on guard against them.

Also, they wanted to know who reported the matter to the leader.

Many of the elders inwardly thought that after this meeting, they would find ways to talk to this messenger, assessing things for themselves.

Of course, some things have been passed on via letters, meaning they wouldn't have any opportunity to know so much.

But still, the messengers should know a bit about the matter too.

Hmph!

Jimila huffed, knowing what they wanted to see.

Luckily, she had prepared for such matters.

And soon, she called the messengers forth.

"Number V7! Step forth and show your face!"

A lady replied from behind Jimila. She was seated in Jimila's row and faction.

Step by step, she advanced.

And standing before the congregation, she finally unveiled herself.

"Elders, Councilwomen... Number V5 at your service."

'V5... You and I will have a little chat of our own.'

With Jimila's failure, Yanji inwardly decided to use this matter to place Edna on the witch throne.

Think about it.

If her faction successfully kidnaps Lucy, wouldn't they win the vote of many?

They would've done what even the leader couldn't.

Now she knew why Jimila planned to do it all on her own.

If Jimila had succeeded, many... Especially the young members would no longer resist Jimila, turning her resentment into blind worship.

Yes. Even here, the strong were respected.

Edna cleaned close to Yanji.

"Mentor... Even if we work together with everyone else, we have to send some of our people ahead... This is our chance to secure our goals."

"Hmm... I know." Yanji replied, agreeing with the matter.

Tonight, she'll send a letter back to the fortress.

It's time for the girls to play.

Many elders thought the same.

Like so, the raging storm had cooled down, and everyone was back to normal again.

"Head Witch Jimila. What is your decision?"

"It's as you've said. We all have to work together. So once you get to your fortresses, send out your teams to meet up at our main Coastal base. They will head out to Pyno together!"

Though they will still arrive later than my hidden team.

Jimila wasn't worried.

The moment she got the news, she sent others out.

Heh.

Jimila sneered, envisioning Yanji's angered expression when her team captured Lucy.

This time, she was sure there would be no slip-ups!

And just like her, others around Pyno's waters were also overly sure of themselves.

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--Somewhere around Deifer Waters, Pyno--

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Swah~~ Swah~ Swah~~

The waves mildly danced in tune with the stagnant breeze and the fish underneath.

The ocean was calm, and the blazing sun was high up in the sky.

The fragrant air flooded the nostrils of sailors, leaving a salty taste in their mouths.

And on several massive ships were sailors doing various tasks.

Some were mopping the decks, others carrying buckets of seawater for cleanup, and some just lasting around.

But no matter who it was, the men were either shirtless or wearing extremely light shirts.

Some held swords, practicing nonstop.

Their sweat trickled down their abs, making their bodies glossy as though in a model advert.

And for others, they completely took off their pants, wrapping them around like diapers.

It was normal that at sea, the men would let loose... Especially if traveling with one another for months and months without end.

Only when getting close to the shores would many act noble and stuck up.

But with no sense around but themselves, they completely chilled off.

Dammit!

Gugugugu~

Many drank their rum ration for the day, trying to quench their thirst.

The bloody sun was a nightmare.

And the heat absorbed into the floors only made the wood emit burning their butts too.

The only consolation was that they were finally around Pyno waters!

The fleet of 15 vessels moved steadily over the waves until they spotted several other familiar ships.

Wait!

Hold on... weren't those ships from their medical academy?

"Captain! Captain! Look over there!"

"Then what are you staying here for? Move closer!"

The Morg Art society ships gave out a signal.

And so, the 2 fleets met.

Yes!

Though the medical society left Deifers, they sailed out of the heavy and usual paths many took, choosing to sail close to the perimeters that distanced Pyno's waters from open ones.

If they were going to come for Baymard, they wanted the element of surprise.

And now meeting those from the Arts society, who would've known that they too were headed to raise a storm in Baymard?

... Interesting.