A day later.
Grimm had woken up as well, but Drowning Tower was more like the princess's loyal guard than Grimm. He never left Millie's side.
"This is the sweetest fruit in Mdalmo. It's called a young Kirin and is rich in vitality. Only the most prestigious nobles in the Mdalmo Kingdom have the right to enjoy it. My father obtained a few by accident and has been preserving them in ice crystals. Now, only a noble like you has the right to enjoy them. "
The bright red fruit resembled a ball of flame. It was very similar to the dragon fruit in the Sorcerer World, but more fragrant. The harsh living environment had probably made it more delicious and fragrant.
Poor Grimm. He was ignored by Drowning Tower after waking up.
After all, he was only Millie's follower. In this world ruled by the sandworms, the difference in strength between normal humans was limited to the individual level. There was no way to achieve a qualitative change and rise above the group.
With elegant movements, the Drowning Tower sliced the young Kirin Fruit into the shape of delicate petals and served it on a crystal plate mixed with ice. Even the members of the royal family would not receive such treatment in the desert. However, that was not all. The Drowning Tower stretched out his hand that wore a gemstone ring and beckoned behind him. The servant hurriedly opened the cork of the red wine bottle with a bang and poured the wine on top of the young Kirin Fruit's ice, allowing the melted ice to completely mix with the fragrance of the fruit.
Grimm was like a sage observing the instincts of a living creature. He watched silently as everything happened and recalled his days as a Sorcerer's apprentice.
"Oh, you're too kind, Sir. You're treating me with such a valuable gift."
Millie looked embarrassed. She was playing the role of a princess of a fallen kingdom. She was trying her best to adapt to her role and experience her third life with Grimm.
"Just call me Drowning Tower. I hope we can treat each other sincerely like friends. What do you say?"
Drowning Tower looked at Millie with a fiery gaze. Millie pretended to be shy.
Logically speaking, even a sorcerer would be infuriated if someone dared to seduce his wife in front of him. However, Grimm and Millie were to blame. Even though they were trying their best to immerse themselves in their own worlds, they still did not forget their nature as higher beings. They treated it as a game, an experience.
At that moment.
The noise outside the door gradually became chaotic. The Tower of Drowning, who was immersed in the bliss, was reminded by the servant behind him, "Young Master, it's the sandworms attacking!"
The servant's voice was filled with horror. However, Tower of Drowning, who had been on several voyages, became serious in an instant. He comforted Millie, "Don't worry, this is the largest boat in the desert. It has sufficient water reserves. Moreover, there are some secret weapons on the ship. We even have experience in dealing with large sandworms that are more than ten meters long. "
After a comforting smile, the Tower of Drowning led his entourage to the deck. Thud, thud, thud. Grimm silently followed.
* Roar … *
Opening the wooden door, what was above and below deck were two completely different worlds.
With a thud, a fellow fell in front of the Tower of Drowning and Grimm. His face was full of panic as he crawled backward. However, before he could recover, a two-meter-long sandworm pounced on him. Its sandy-yellow cuticle was as hard as metal, and its barbs left numerous bloody holes on the servant's body, thoroughly injuring him.
"Save me, save me!"
The servant struggled with all his might, trying to push away the thing that entangled him. The barbs that pierced into his body caused him great pain. His hands were pressed tightly against the head of the sandworm, which had opened its six-petal-like jaws. His eyes were closed with tears, filled with terror and despair.
Grimm also saw the situation clearly.
The four merchant fleets of desert boats were unlucky to be attacked by a nest of sandworms. Compared to the two-meter-long and three-meter-long sandworms that leaped out from the sand dunes, the ten-meter-long adult female sandworm that was being attacked by the high-pressure water cannons was the real deal.
With a bang, the female sandworm was hit by the high-pressure water cannons and slammed into the bow of the boat. The entire boat was sent flying several meters away, and a few unlucky fellows fell off the boat. Before they could struggle on the sand dunes, they were dismembered by hundreds of palm-sized young sandworms in the blink of an eye. Not even their bones were left. The only thing that could be seen was the agitated sand that looked like boiling water.
Generally speaking, this was the largest sandworm swarm that the merchant fleets of desert boats could deal with. If a sandworm of a higher level or a sandworm swarm of an even larger size appeared, the merchant fleets would definitely die.
The fat merchant on the deck was sweating profusely, and the servants beside him, who were holding onto water bags, were swaying left and right. The sides of the deck were shattered, and the director was still in shock. He had almost been smashed into pieces by the female sandworm. At that moment, his hands that were holding the high-pressure water cannons could not stop trembling. Even the director, who had the best mental fortitude, was in such a state, let alone the others.
In front of the desert worms, these humans, who were struggling to survive, were so insignificant.
"Quick, get some water!"
Drowning Tower shouted at the servant beside him. At the same time, he picked up the mast next to him and dripped some water on the head of the servant who was under the sandworm, preventing the sandworm's horrifying mouth from falling. His stinky, sticky saliva flowed out like a thread.
Horrified roars and wails could be heard everywhere. As the sandworm continued to struggle, the servant who was under the sandworm was already riddled with wounds from being hooked by the barbs. If they did not save him, he would definitely die. At that critical moment, Grimm picked up the backhanded blade that had rolled down from the side and slashed at the head of the sandworm.
With a clang, it was as if he had slashed at a thick layer of armor. After cutting off a few barbs, Grimm's blade got stuck in the hard cuticle of the sandworm.
"It's useless. They've already left the larval stage and have grown shells!"
Drowning Tower roared. The mast in his hand could no longer hold on, and it creaked, as if it could break at any moment. The servant who was under the sandworm was bleeding profusely from his wounds. His body gradually went limp, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
Grimm did not say anything. In this world, Grimm was Millie's most loyal guard and one of the stronger warriors among the ordinary humans. There was no need to say anything else.
The backhanded blade in this world was very interesting. It was a reversed blade that was shaped like a crescent moon. After Grimm pulled back the backhanded blade, he slashed down again without a word.
A miracle had happened!
Grimm's second blade accurately struck the same spot on the sandworm. This time, there was a 'puff'. Grimm's blade completely sank into the sandworm's body along the gap that he had created with his previous blade.
"Roar …"
The sandworm struggled fiercely for a moment, and a large amount of green juice flowed out. Its body gradually loosened, and like a pile of dead meat, it fell on the unconscious servant. At this moment, the servant who had gone to look for water earlier hurriedly brought a water bag. In his panic, he wasted a lot of water and poured it on the sandworm's corpse. Strangely, even though the sandworm was already dead, the water still reacted violently with the sandworm. It was like the strongest molten acid, corroding a large area of the sandworm's corpse.
"Don't waste water!"
Drowning Tower shouted at the completely panicked servant. After stopping him from wasting water, he looked at Grimm while panting and said, "Your Excellency, you're very skilled. To think that you could kill a sandworm in its growth stage with your bare hands. As expected of Her Highness's personal guard."
Grimm said indifferently, "I heard from His Majesty that in front of a true warrior, there's nothing that can't be split open. If one slash doesn't work, then two slashes will do."
At this moment, on the deck of the desert boat, sandworms would jump up from the sand dunes from time to time, hunting the crew members on the boat as food. Meanwhile, the crew members were constantly using water as the deadliest weapon to counterattack. Drowning Tower, who was talking to Grimm, suddenly noticed the danger his father was in. With a loud shout, he no longer cared about what was happening here and rushed toward the fat merchant.
Grimm also noticed the situation over there.
After killing a servant, a sandworm that was even larger than three meters threw the corpse off the desert boat. In the blink of an eye, it was dismembered by countless larvae that were less than one meter long hidden under the sand. It was rearing the larvae, and then it rushed toward the merchant.
At this moment, Grimm saw the merchant take out a paper bag from his sleeve in a flurry. With a distressed look on his face, he threw the paper bag at the sandworm as he ran.
Red powder filled the air.
"Uh! Chili powder? "
Strangely, the sandworm that was shrouded in chili powder seemed to have gone mad. Not only did it stop chasing the merchant, but after struggling for a while on the deck, it rolled off the desert boat, burrowed into the sand dunes, and disappeared.
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