I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 392 Lightning Protection Post

Although many people died, after reuniting with the Overland Tigers, Black and White Bear put aside his worries about the mission, lay down on the ground in peace, and fell into a coma (logout).

Monokuma didn't come back online until the next day.

The moment I regained consciousness and opened my eyes, I was greeted by an unfamiliar, slightly yellowed canvas tent roof.

A continuous, rhythmic, slight swaying sensation came from beneath me, accompanied by the creaking of wooden wheels rolling over gravel, and the faint sounds of horses' hooves and people talking in the distance.

After a brief moment of disorientation, Monokuma realized that he was lying in a moving carriage.

He tried to move his body, and a sharp pain immediately struck from his shoulders, ribs, thighs, and other areas, as if he had been trampled by a herd of cows, but the wounds had obviously been carefully treated.

Being able to feel pain is actually a good thing; if there is no pain at all, or if there is obvious numbness, that would be terrible.

Monokuma looked down and found that his heavy armor had been removed, and he was now only wearing a clean linen shirt with thick bandages wrapped around it.

The wound felt cool from the ointment. Although the pain was intense, it wasn't unbearable. It was more of a soreness from overuse of the muscles and wound healing.

Monokuma threw off the rough blanket covering him and struggled to sit up.

The carriage was small, with two supply boxes and three bags piled up at the far end.

Through the open curtain, Monokuma could see rolling, gradually flattening hills outside. The sky was overcast, but the rain had stopped.

Peeking out, I saw several similar horse-drawn carriages lined up in a row, slowly moving along a fairly wide dirt road.

Around the carriage were players from the Overlord Tigers faction, riding horses and wearing all sorts of gear. They looked relaxed; some were chatting, some were wiping their weapons, and some were curiously looking at the surrounding scenery.

"Hey, Brother Bear's awake!"

A sharp-eyed player spotted the black and white bear sitting up and immediately shouted excitedly. Players around looked over and greeted it all at once.

"Wow, that guy's awesome! He took down dozens of them all by himself!"

"You're sleeping so soundly, let us help you into the car..."

"Don't worry, the target is fine, he's in the other vehicle!"

"You've been racking up so many mission rewards, haven't you?"

Monokuma twitched the corners of his mouth in response, but couldn't speak; his throat felt parched.

Just then, a player riding a horse approached the carriage. It was Xiaodaochi's buttocks. He handed over a water bag.

"how do you feel?"

"Can't die."

The black and white bear took the water pouch and gulped down several mouthfuls of cool stream water, finally relieving its parched throat.

"Thanks. Are we... heading south? How far are we from the expeditionary force?"

"Yes, we met up yesterday and rested for a while before setting off at dawn."

"Following this dirt road, we should catch up with the vanguard of our expeditionary force in about a day or two. The mission objectives and bonuses for the Tia family are all on the truck behind us; everything has been arranged."

Captain Xiao Dao pointed to the back of the convoy.

Just then, an order seemed to come from the front of the convoy, and the speed gradually decreased, eventually stopping at a relatively flat clearing near a water source.

It's lunch break time.

The players dismounted and began preparing to start a fire, fetch water, and distribute rations.

The survivors of the Tia family also helped each other down from the carriages behind, their faces still showing the numbness and exhaustion of fear, but at least they were safe. Black and White Bear refused the other players' offers of help, enduring the soreness all over his body as he slowly moved down from the carriage.

He jumped around a few times by the carriage to stretch his stiff limbs, then his gaze swept over the survivors.

Upon seeing the black and white bear, the latter all showed awe and gratitude in their eyes, bowing their heads in respect and not daring to meet his gaze.

Just then, a familiar figure, supported by a strong woman, walked towards him somewhat timidly.

It's Maserati.

The Tia family maid looked even more haggard than when she was in the mountains, her face and eyes filled with immense grief... She had lost many of her close friends, and she herself had been stabbed during her escape, collapsing to the ground and nearly dying.

She stopped a few steps away from the black and white bear, broke free from the strong woman's support, straightened her clothes, and then took out the small bag wrapped in faded velvet from her bosom.

She carefully opened the ring, which was set with a deep blue sapphire... "The Eye of Poseidon," which still radiated a mysterious and gentle glow under the gloomy sky.

Martha held the ring in both hands as if it were the last vestige of dignity of the entire Tia family, and bowed deeply, deeply, to the black and white bear. Her posture was more humble and more solemn than the last time in the valley.

"Honorable Great Knight..."

Martha's voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Thank you for the guidance of Poseidon, the god of the sea, thank you for your divine bravery... You not only saved Miss Elena, but you also preserved the last spark of our Tia family bloodline..."

The surrounding clamor seemed to vanish instantly. The players stopped what they were doing and watched this scene with curiosity. The surviving members of the Tia family also watched silently, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

Xiao Dao crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow with interest.

Black and white bear looked down at the sapphire ring lying quietly on the velvet cloth, then at Martha's face, which was filled with sorrow and pleading.

His mind subconsciously flashed images of the mountains of corpses piled up by the stream, Torres's figure standing tall until death, the old, weak, women and children slaughtered on the escape route... and also the rage of tearing everything apart when he wielded his greatsword.

This time, he did not hesitate at all, nor did he have any reason to refuse.

Monokuma reached out and took the "Eye of Poseidon" from Martha's hand. The cool metallic touch traveled through his fingertips, and the deep light of the sapphire seemed to reflect the calmness in his eyes.

"I accepted it."

Monokuma's voice was deep and clear, carrying an unquestionable composure.

"That's the end of it. You owe me nothing anymore."

Martha shuddered upon hearing this.

Xiao Dao walked over and watched the maid's unsteady steps as she left. He clicked his tongue.

How much do you hate that Elena!?

"I don't want to have anything to do with her...that's all."

"Yeah, I understand."

Xiao Dao pondered for a moment.

"Could you share your task log with me?"

"how?"

"I'm going to post something online now, so that players can be careful to avoid pitfalls when doing some quests related to this female NPC, so as not to get scammed."

After all, there aren't many players who can take on a hundred opponents single-handedly. It's best to avoid such a terrible player if possible..."

(End of this chapter)