Minjun’s inmate colleague, Bradley, was confronted with a bodyguard for the first time today. From the terminal to the hotel, the guards of the Gelanco dimension who assisted the princess were supposed to baton touch with the Earthlings and return to the original dimension immediately. It was a behavior that revealed how the Stan people were being treated at the level of their hometown. It was a middle-aged female dwarf who greeted Bradley before heading to the princess’s room. She was fluent in English, Korean, and Shutan languages ​​and therefore was the interpreter.

“Then, I would like to thank you for your time.” After saying hello, Bradley began to ask as they walk together. “How is the princess’ condition?” This dwarf had already crossed over to the Guerlainnko dimension a few months ago and said that she has been serving the princess since then. She needed someone to interpret when she had a videoconference with the Earth. She introduced herself by the name Olga, and she spoke in a low voice, stroking her beard. “Honestly, it’s not good. The princess… is very anxious. Did you know that the consultation process between the committee, the Korean government, and the United Kingdom of Gelanco was a bit sloppy because of the level of security?” She quietly nodded. “Of course, thanks to that, we were able to have an excellent person like Agent Bradley as the head of the bodyguard…” Bradley pointed out the omission in her speech. “You still think it’s not enough.” “Well, don’t feel bad about it.” At this, they arrived in front of the princess’s room and knocked. There was no answer, but the dwarf slammed the door open. It seemed to be common. A deep fishy smell emanated from the hotel’s Presidential Suite, chosen because of the height of the ceiling. The two went inside. Then, the eyes of the princess sitting on the sofa and Bradley met. She opened her snout, densely covered with dark green scales. As it unfolded, like two layers of her ragged planks, her sharp teeth, reminiscent of her industrial saw blades, dignifiedly reveal themselves. She may have only intended to speak to the last, but it was inevitable that she would be mistaken for a momentum that would bite a human head at once. The princess made a sound as if she had stuck a spoon in her three seasons in that state. Olga interpreted it. “It’s nice to meet you, and I hope you do your best.” “Yes, don’t worry.”

Olga re-interpreted Bradley’s words to the princess, making a sound as if she was scraping the spoon she had taken out of the three seasons again on the board. After that, after a few nerve-racking noises played in both directions, the princess turned her attention back to the book she was reading. Then, Olga gave Bradley a warning. “Princess Vermi eats six times a day, 20 kg at a time. The poison test must be done by Agent Bradley, who is in charge of the bodyguard. As you may have already heard, please note that for the next few days, you will only be staying at the hotel to manage dimensional motion sickness. And one more important thing…” Her eyes became serious. “Once a day, no one should be within a ten-meter radius at the moment the princess enters production. Do you know what I mean?” “About what time is it?” “It’s around 8 am Earth time, but the time difference is entangled, so it may be irregular for a while.” “I see.” “At that time, the princess’s psychological state will be very unstable, so you need to pay close attention.”

A Stan woman ovulated almost every day, and when she had not mated, she regularly laid infertile eggs. She could obtain a metal with very high malleability and ductility by simply processing the shell of the egg, which was a good product that was exported to many dimensions. “Yes, I fully understand. I’ll be careful.” Thinking that he had a more demanding personality than he expected, Bradley glanced at Princess Vermi, which he would protect for the next few days, or, in a different way, the ‘crocodile that lays golden eggs.’