"Captain Saberu, their resistance is strong, we can't break through for a while."
A soldier ran back from the prison to report.
"Oh, it seems they are your reliance, Princess. Let me deal with you."
Saberu sneered, walking towards them with his sword, intending to take action himself.
Being quite chivalrous, he told his subordinates to step back and walked straight over, delivering a vertical slash with his long sword towards Kenfeike.
"Clang~"
The sound of sword clashing against sword rang out, Kenfeike raised her sword to block horizontally, then quickly separated.
Step~ Step~
Taking two steps back, the girl maintained her sword-forward stance, veins bulging on her smooth hand, her forearm trembling slightly.
"Your Royal Highness, you are not my opponent. Do you still wish to be struck down the cliff by me like last time?"
"Saberu, don't be smug, it's still unknown who will win!"
Kenfeike retorted impolitely, intending to win with agile attacks, not confronting him head-on, but using dodging tactics to fight.
Unfortunately, he held a Muramasa sword, and to Kenfeike's astonishment, her sword was cut in half, and she herself was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
"Your Royal Highness!"
Bruce frantically broke free from the soldiers ganging up on him and slashed at Saberu with his sword.
"Cough, cough~ I'm fine, Bruce."
Kenfeike was steadily caught by Nobi Hiroshi, and she checked her injuries; it was just a superficial wound on her chest, nothing serious.
"Bruce, you dare to block me!"
"Kenfeike Princess, you could have left, just pretended to be dead and survived. Why did you come back and meddle in this country's affairs?"
The unstoppable Saberu repelled Bruce, looking down with cold eyes, approaching Nobi Hiroshi and Kenfeike step by step.
He was arrogant enough, exuding an aura of a 'King of Bragging,' truly an old braggart.
"You all come up quickly!"
Just as the situation was critical, Doraemon from upstairs called for Nobi Hiroshi and the others to hurry over.
While Saberu was busy with his duel, he had already cleared the path upstairs; dealing with mere foot soldiers was easy for Nobita and the others.
"Kenfeike, let's go."
Nobi Hiroshi held the loli and instantly flashed past several positions with his teleportation.
However, Bruce hadn't gotten in yet!
"Damn it, you bunch of good-for-nothings, none of you will escape!"
Saberu chased after them, holding his sword with both hands, his sharp fangs gleaming with a cold, sinister light.
"Bruce, hurry and catch up!"
Nobi Hiroshi used his telekinesis to temporarily block Saberu's advance, allowing Bruce to escape and join everyone on the roof.
Using the Bamboo-copter, they successfully flew away from the prison, escaping from certain death.
Meanwhile, Saberu, who had been suppressed by telekinesis, also chased them out; his formidable strength meant he couldn't be held back for long.
"Fire arrows! Fire arrows!"
Saberu quickly ordered, absolutely not letting the cooked duck fly away.
Unfortunately, the arrows were a step too slow; Nobi Hiroshi and the others had already flown far away, beyond the maximum range of the arrows.
"Damn it, what a bunch of good-for-nothings. Is the prophecy of Bawugang I really true?"
Saberu leaned on his sword, muttering to himself.
"Phew, I'd better go back and report this situation to Lord Dabrandat first!"
With that, Saberu swung his black cloak behind him and left with his soldiers.
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...
At a busy construction site, dog people were everywhere manufacturing machinery, working day and night; even if they collapsed from exhaustion, the soldiers nearby would whip them to keep them awake.
There was no room for resistance, it was simply like a large slave market.
On the high platform of the palace, a majestic fat dog held a wine glass, dressed in a red robe, sitting on the throne, admiring his grand ambition.
"You've done well, Dr. Coss."
Dabrandat's hideously ugly face was a mass of jiggling flesh, bouncing up and down with his smile.
Mechanical parts were assembled, and ancient technology gradually emerged.
A fire-breathing chariot was born, with a cannon barrel in front, treads below, and armor that incorporated local customs, featuring a dog-head exterior that looked both comical and fierce.
"This is all what a subordinate should do, Lord Dabrandat. It is my honor to serve you."
Dr. Coss, wearing a black hood and holding an unknown scepter, bowed and said.
His short body was tightly wrapped, and his face was extremely sinister, perfectly fitting the aesthetic standards of a treacherous villain.
"Hahaha, now no matter what kind of enemies are in the outside world, I don't have to be afraid anymore. I'll just destroy them all!"
Dabrandat laughed triumphantly, completely intoxicated by his fantasy of a powerful nation.
He drank wine, indulging himself, while his cronies beside him incessantly flattered him, almost blowing smoke to the heavens.
However, before he could bask in his triumph for long, Saberu rushed in hurriedly.
"Lord Dabrandat, I have an important matter to report to you!"
Saberu said, kneeling.
"What is it?"
Dabrandat nonchalantly swirled the wine glass in his hand; his greatly inflated ego meant that even if he heard the sky was falling, he wouldn't be scared.
"My lord, Kenfeike Princess has returned, and she has brought some powerful helpers: a few monkeys and a blue raccoon. Their abilities are quite extraordinary; they possess the power to fly and burrow."
"That wretched girl is indeed still alive."
"Saberu, you didn't catch her?"
Dabrandat remained unperturbed after hearing the intelligence.
He controlled the entire kingdom and felt confident facing anything.
"No, I was careless for a moment and let her escape, but please rest assured, I will catch the princess and her remnants as soon as possible."
Saberu placed one hand on his chest, bowing his head so low that his chin almost touched his chest.
"Hmm, I'll rest assured if I leave it to you."
Dabrandat nodded, drank the wine in his cup, and then summoned a few Quan Niang, returning to his room to stir up trouble.
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...
"Don't let anyone suspicious get away, even if you have to dig up tree roots to find them!"
The light of the torches danced on his body, reflecting the sheen of his armor.
Saberu immediately led his troops to search, posting notices in every corner of the city to apprehend a raccoon, five monkeys, and a fake princess.
The common people didn't care about the notices or rewards; Dabrandat was unpopular, and no one would obey his decrees.
Meanwhile, Nobi Hiroshi and the others, who were being hunted, were all hiding in Doraemon's wallpaper room, temporarily getting a chance to breathe.
"Doraemon, can I borrow your doctor's bag?"
"Hmm, Kenfeike's wound needs to be treated promptly, so here you go."
Doraemon quickly opened his pocket and took out a small white medical bag.
It could automatically diagnose illnesses and dispense medicine, but Hiroshi still preferred to operate it manually.
Carrying Kenfeike back to the room, he gently laid her on the bed and unbuttoned her blood-stained clothes.
Taking a deep breath, he cast aside chaotic thoughts, and Nobi Hiroshi pulled back the fabric, revealing a patch of blood-stained snow-white skin.
"Mmm~"
With furrowed brows, Kenfeike whimpered softly from the pain. The sword mark, neither long nor short, had precisely cut across the two peaks, a blessing in disguise.
Holding a cotton swab, Nobi Hiroshi carefully dabbed. As soon as he touched the area around the wound, he could feel Kenfeike's body suddenly tense, and her pearly teeth were tightly clenched.
"It hurts a lot, doesn't it? It'll be better soon…"
Hiroshi took out gauze, and in his fumbling, his hand inevitably touched places it shouldn't have.
Smooth, slippery, and incredibly elastic, providing ample comfort, there was no need to worry about the children going hungry in the future.
However, the atmosphere in the room was becoming increasingly strange. Kenfeike's eyes gradually glazed over, and the cherry tree on the hillside had stiffened.
Her fair, fluffy tail wrapped around the young man's waist, clearly indicating a need for special treatment.