On the third day, the first machine that the Orange Cat had commissioned was finally built.
Marceau had been living very comfortably for the past two days. The main reason was that the original crystal made by the Orange Cat was called ‘Little Overlord’.
After she crushed the original crystal, she could enjoy a relaxing time of 20 minutes to half an hour.
Living in this dangerous city, Marceau had to strain her nerves every day and was in a state of extreme depression.
But the little tyrant had rescued her from this state! Marceau felt that her gloomy life was beginning to shine.
“Dead line! Get a few people to move the things up!”
Marceau shouted to the second-in-command of the sewing gang from the underground hideout of the Sewing Gang Tavern.
She had always responded to her orders immediately, but now there was no sound at all.
“Dead line!”
Marceau shouted again and quickly walked to where the dead line was sitting.
