Luca decided to head back to their original location. He didn’t have much time to inspect the source of the beasts earlier and wasn’t sure if there were any more.
For someone who fought those for the first time, D-29 wondered how its Host could stay this calm. Well, of course, his heartbeat earlier was really fast, and D-29 was very concerned about that.
"Host, are you not scared of the corrupted beasts?"
"Very scared, who wouldn’t be?"
"Then how come you’re so calm?"
"Honestly, it’s because we dealt with 100 units of their bodies. If not for having to see various body parts and getting used to the putrid stench, I probably would’ve panicked like crazy, too."
"But remember the sizes of the claws we packed before? I kind of expected these to be the same, but they looked like babies in comparison. I wonder why?"
D-29 was surprised to know that it was because of their earlier dealings with the bodies that he was like this.
"Then again, that was just three of them. The simulations we use at school always had 50 or so! Maybe it’s why they opted for manually piloted mechas."
It made so much sense now that he’s seen how fast the corruption could spread.
And if he hadn’t had the ability to vacuum out the corruption, how fast would it have been able to contaminate the whole place?
Luca shuddered at the thought, but more than that, he trembled at how terrible he was with weapons.
Had there been more than three, or if there were bigger ones, he would’ve been so dead.
He felt so embarrassed that he was thankful they hid somewhere far away.
When Luca got there, he saw vendors crouching before their stalls and attached houses.
They were lamenting about the goods that were now contaminated.
Luckily, none of these were live goods that could turn into corrupted beasts. But no one would buy them after what happened.
It was the same for Noah, who was now back with his Grandmother and father. They were assessing the condition of their shop, and Noah knew how terrible this would be for them.
They used up all their funds to start this business after moving here.
This was everything they had.
So, he wasn’t surprised to see his Grandmother crying silently.
What was a bustling place earlier was now filled with the silent sobs of sellers who may have lost their livelihood.
And that was just because of three relatively smaller corrupted beasts.
This made him understand the gravity of the situation. If more of those were present, it wouldn’t just be the goods.
"Host. I think we should be able to recycle all these goods. They’re all corrupted with contamination as it is."
Luca straightened up in surprise. His drooping shoulders suddenly hiked up. "Are you serious? Would that be possible?"
"Yes, Host. That should be the case."
"Do you think I could possibly buy them? Or will that look weird?"
"Maybe we could just think of a proper excuse."
Luca knew of the Empire’s problem. Once contaminated, such items would not only be useless but would have to be disposed of because they could inevitably contaminate other things the moment a whiff of energy was felt.
He had a thought, but he wasn’t sure if it would fly. He just hoped he wouldn’t be disowned for doing something this crazy.
"Excuse me, Ma’am. I’m a student of the Military Academy. I’d like to apologize for being a bit late in responding, which caused your shop to end up like this."
Luca sincerely apologized to Noah’s grandmother, and Noah just stood there catatonic.
He couldn’t understand why Luca would even apologize when he had already saved them earlier.
"Young one, it’s not your fault. We are already very thankful for your help. It is a very unfortunate situation, but this is not for you to bear," said the teary-eyed Grandmother, holding Luca’s hand in thanks.
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