The female crew member forced an ugly smile onto her face, "Saine, activate air purification."
"Madam, Saine is pleased to serve you, may good air accompany you every day." A mechanical voice responded, and the stench in the cabin was rapidly extracted, leaving the air gradually clearer.
"Now, we can talk. Would you prefer to submit to me, or would you rather be killed and have your souls return to the embrace of the Goddess of Freedom?" Duge looked around at everyone again and asked.
"Souls are governed by the Goddess of Death." The guy with an eye on his forehead said in a deep and gruff voice.
"Before they were hers, now they belong to the Goddess of Freedom," Duge said with a smile, "Because I am a follower of the Goddess of Freedom."
The one-eyed man wanted to speak again.
"Hu Sai, shut up." The Captain with a bristly beard gave him a fierce glance and struggled to stand up, saluting towards Duge, "Your Excellency, the Saine Mercenary Corps is willing to submit to you."
