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ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 591: Is the Mercenary Business All About Money and Is Money Enough to Backstab Someone Part 2

What’s more, even if money was not the problem here, the ships the size and complexity of a Terraton-Class take a long time to repair and arm once again. So even if you are in possession of the strongest fleet out there, if you cannot equip it in time and then arrive at the battlefield in time, or you arrive once the battle is already all over, there is really nothing that you can do about it. Not even when you are a Whale-type player. Even if they were to use Premium items that shorten the repair times, it would still take over a week to bring back a Terraton-Class ship back to one hundred percent operability. Needless to say, it would be an investment that would not bring back any imminent profit.

In other words, the ratio of merits and demerits has been reversed when it comes to the players in the coalition other than G-Cup Breast Meat. Or, to put in much simpler words here: whatever amount of money they decided to sacrifice here, it did not pay. It did not pay at all in here.

Now, when it comes to the Whale players, of course that this turn of events would leave them pretty much afraid. When it comes to the Mercenary he has two more ships left in his fleet…… And those ships possess the maximum firepower imaginable in this game, and their full wrath is going to be directed at what’s left of the G Cup Breast Meat’s fleet. The full wrath of those weapons may have been prevented by them on the first day of the conflict, but that was only because the defenders were in perfect condition then. And if they were to be hit with those things now, the rest of the fleet surely would have been decimated. So as of now it was a straight up Mercenary versus G Cup Breast Meat. But the Mercenary was not going to inflict any damage on his own, saying something alongside the lines of “I am going to let others prove their worth and gain glory on the battlefield. Those were the Mercenary’s exact words here.

「No way, don’t tell me that the final battle is going to take place between two potential traps……?」

「And what’s wrong with traps? Sure, they may be filthy degenerates, but they have hopes and dreams as well, you know?」

「Yeah, I’m not denying any of that, but don’t you think that hiding your true gender like that feels really cowardly for some reason?」

「Dude, could you put away that knife called reality for a second out there? Just let traps be traps. Live and let live, as the saying goes.」

「Spoken like a true trap enthusiast.」

Wait, now that I think about it…… Can traps be categorized into good and evil? Is this a battle between Light and Darkness that we were simply not aware of all this time? Is that what this is?

With that in mind, it seems that the time for the final boss battle has come. When we arrived in front of the huge door, which was clearly decorated with a different decoration than the previous gate, we examined it for about a minute and confirmed that there were no security or locks in place.

「Don’t you think it’s eerily easy? The way we are just able to waltz right inside?」

「What? What do you want me to say here? That’s it’s weird? Yes, it is weird.」

It’s the lair of the final boss. So it’s somewhat understandable that he must have been treating us like ants, something that can be easily crushed at any moment. This here is a game, and no matter how big the player’s wealth is, there is always a possibility that there is some sort of a nasty trap or device that is waiting for us inside of there. As we continued walking, we did not encounter any obstruction or security guards…… because it seems that we have arrived at the room that belonged to the owner of this ship.

Surely this was the Captain’s quarters. And there was a man in here who turned around and greeted us with a look of leeway that only a last boss could pull off. There is a PN label, so it’s definitely the G-Cup Breast Meat person that we were after. The cause of this war.

「”Hmph, welcome intruders. Welcome! It’s commendable that you have managed to reach this point!」

「I mean, it was pretty easy, you know? Seeing that no one was guarding the corridor? And that it was a straight walk here?」

「I don’t have a grudge against you personally. But I’m afraid that you are going to die in here, G Cup.」

「Oh well, wait, wait just a moment. No matter how gloomy the situation, even if you were to make full use of the resources of this ship, I’ll let you know that you and others are already as good as dead. So let’s use that opportunity and talk a little bit ––––––」

The shot was fired. But the bullets fired by pulling the trigger never even managed to reach their designated target. …… No, they were blown off by a thread-thin streak of light.

「That’s why we wanted to welcome you with plenty of time.」

「Final security measure, a remote laser protection “Sanctuary” that concentrates defense power only on the individual known as the Captain, huh? Did that help you calm down a little bit, by any chance?」

「Mister Mercenary, how sturdy is that shit, by the way?」

「It’s a real pain in the ass to deal with, It’s a shame that neither Rhino nor Wolf are here with you. Regular firearms are not even able to graze this thing.」

「At least you can use an open line, you know? And since we have come this far, nothing short of a Terraton-Class horsepower showdown won’t do, wouldn’t you agree?」

「…… That’s fine with me, alright. We can chat while we are playing with one another.」

I see, so there is a reason. As long as we have the strongest encampment of laser protection, we can’t really afford to use our strongest trump card. If so, it would be a waste of resources even if you get angry and attack without thinking. But is that really the case, hm?

「Oh yeah, so you are one of those, huh? Even when someone is aiming at you, you wouldn’t be able to tell the truth to save your life, huh? …… Then how about we do this, hmm?」

「What are you even ––––––」

Shoot. Shoot. Shoot. And then shoot some more.

As a result of my quick actions, the body of G Cup Breast Meat was slammed hard into the ground with an unpleasant sound of flesh hitting a hard surface. As for Python, after unloading a whole clip into her, she just happened to fall onto the ground completely motionless, never to get up again during this event.

「Huh!? What the……!?」

「…… You!? What the hell do you think you’re doing!? Are you mad!? Like, actually insane!?」

「…… Say, Mister G Cup Breast Meat? We could end this thing right here and right now. But wouldn’t that feel anticlimactic to you? So how about it? Would you like to have some more fun? Then how about actually hiring my services?」

You see, when it comes to both turbulence and unrest, it is both something that can be created and stirred with your own hands, until you manage to obtain the desired result.