Stelle followed suit as soon as she heard it.
"Belobog, beautiful girl Baseball Bat Hero has returned!"
March 7th rolled her eyes: "You're such a copycat?"
Stelle giggled: "I'm such a copycat."
"See if I don't smash you!"
March 7th raised her eyebrows, quickly rolled the snow in her hands into a ball, and threw it straight at Stelle.
The moment they returned to Belobog, the two of them started a snowball fight as if no one else was around.
Leon casually raised his hand and precisely brushed away the snowball flying toward him. His gaze slowly swept across the surroundings.
Faint footprints remained on the snow, but they were not left by the standard military boots of the Silvermane Guards.
Unless Bronya had the Silvermane Guards redesign their uniforms, but the probability was very low.
Belobog was in the midst of rebuilding from ruins. There was no reason to waste human resources on such matters.
Leon closed his eyes and used the cold wind to spread his perception.
Before long, the source of his doubt became clear.
After resolving the Stellaron, Jarilo-VI would inevitably reconnect with the galaxy.
He just didn't expect extraterrestrial visitors to arrive so quickly—and from the Corporation, no less.
He remembered finding robots produced by the Interastral Peace Corporation's home appliances back in the Underground at the time.
He had already known then that Jarilo-VI once had dealings with the Corporation.
Should he say the Corporation's efficiency was high, or…
"Sigh."
The sound was just loud enough for the two girls who had finished their snowball fight to hear.
"Why the sudden sigh, Leon?" March 7th asked.
"…Just lamented for the current Belobog." Leon replied vaguely.
"Then let's go."
The road leading to Belobog was still familiar, though the accumulated snow seemed a bit thinner than last time.
"After taking away the Stellaron, the temperature really has risen."
The dress March 7th was wearing this time was even thinner than the casual clothes she wore during her previous visit.
But now, the power of Trailblaze could completely ignore the effects of low temperatures.
"Yeah."
Stelle winked mischievously.
"Unlike a certain beautiful girl who was shivering from the cold the first time she came here."
"???"
March 7th glared at her angrily.
"Times have changed… I heard every world's festival has its own specialty food. I'm really looking forward to it~~"
"Please don't disappoint me, Belobog… Eh? Leon, what are you doing?"
Stelle followed March 7th's gaze and looked to the side, only to find Leon half-squatting with his palm touching the snow.
Hmm… Did he also want to have a snowball fight?
March 7th thought nonsensically.
"It's nothing. Just sensing the Fragmentum invasion index." Leon said calmly.
"Oh."
Stelle and March 7th didn't think much of it.
The Luofu had also experienced Fragmentum phenomena due to the Stellaron.
During Leon's coma, after sealing the Stellaron, it was Welt who assisted the Luofu with this matter.
There was still some time before the festival began, so the three of them walked at a leisurely pace.
They hadn't walked for long when strangers suddenly appeared not far ahead.
"Eh, look at the person standing over there… They don't seem to be wearing Silvermane Guard uniforms?"
Leon narrowed his eyes: "Corporation."
"Huh?"
March 7th rubbed her eyes, confirming what she saw hadn't changed, and looked utterly astonished.
"Why are there people from the Corporation on this planet… What's going on?"
Stelle examined the person's attire and couldn't help complaining: "What an ugly uniform."
"That's not the point! Why did Corporation people suddenly come to Jarilo-VI?"
Stelle shrugged indifferently: "Just ask them directly."
She glanced at her own outfit. It was still flexible enough and didn't restrict her movements.
However, if fighting dirtied the edges, it would really be a waste of such an expensive dress.
Ever since meeting Skott on the Luofu, whenever she saw fully armed Corporation personnel now, she subconsciously assumed they had ill intentions.
The guy ahead was definitely standing guard.
And not for Belobog's safety.
March 7th quickly stepped forward to ask.
"Hi! Hello, are you a Corporation employee? Or are you playing dress-up cosplay?"
"..."
The Corporation employee remained silent like a statue. The gaze inside the helmet constantly shifted across the three of them.
"Hmm?" March 7th tilted her head, expressing confusion.
"..."
Stelle felt uncomfortable under that gaze: "What are you looking at? Haven't seen handsome guys and beautiful girls before?"
The Corporation employee suddenly pressed his earpiece.
"Boss, I've found three suspicious strangers here. Should I silence them?"
March 7th's eyes suddenly widened.
"Si-Silencing?!"
Before she could continue, the sound of breaking wind swept past her ears. The Corporation employee in front of her was instantly sent flying backward—
Stelle and March 7th turned their heads at the same time and saw Leon retracting his right leg.
Uh…
He had kicked the person flying with one foot.
This sudden scene made the players feel extremely satisfied.
[Yes! Godfather's kick is so handsome!]
[Saying you want to silence Stelle and March 7th right in front of the most protective Leon— even Liang Jingru couldn't give you that much courage.]
[Even if Godfather didn't act, my Flame Lance wouldn't necessarily be merciful.]
The "boss" mentioned by the Corporation employee obviously heard the sudden commotion.
Without hanging up the communication, he hurriedly rushed over.
When he arrived at the scene, he found his subordinate already hanging on a nearby stone wall.
Not far below him stood three figures.
Their identities were unknown and could not be analyzed.
But judging from their aura and the fact that they were dressed lightly in this freezing cold environment yet still remained calm—
The three were undoubtedly Pathstriders not belonging to this world.
"Hello, nice to meet you for the first time. My name is Topaz, Investment Specialist of the Interastral Peace Corporation."
Topaz temporarily ignored her subordinate's pleading gaze and stepped forward with a smile.
"I'm here on Jarilo-VI this time to discuss special business."
"My subordinate here… isn't very good at communication. Please don't take it to heart."
Seeing the newcomer's good attitude, March 7th temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.
"You scared me. We came here with a relaxed mood to attend the celebration. We really don't want to get involved in any strange conflicts again…"
Stelle curled her lips: "Strictly speaking, from the moment this guy said 'silence them,' we were already forced into the conflict, right?"
She didn't think Leon was being overly sensitive or reactive.
She had wanted to beat the guy up first too, but Leon was simply faster.
They had their reasons. Since you already said you wanted to silence them and endanger their lives, not killing you directly was already being merciful.
"Sorry, sorry. I apologize sincerely on behalf of my subordinate. It's my poor discipline. I hope you can be magnanimous."
When away from home, when encountering conflict, it was best to listen to the seniors first.
Stelle and March 7th tacitly looked toward Leon.
Leon wore a flawless, proper smile on his face. With a wave of his hand, he released the person and let them fall into the snow.