She stuck around Leila as if she was her mother and would hide behind her back when someone looked her way.

"It's good that she's awake," Vincent said as he showed her an amiable smile and raised his hand to pat her on the bed.

Lisa flinched at first when she saw his hand coming towards her and closed her eyes out of fear, but then when she felt nothing except warmness and kindness from the hand ruffling her hair, she opened her eyes and looked at Vincent curiously.

"Everything's fine now. You no longer need to live your life in fear of being caught by the bad guys. They are as good as dead already."

As soon as she said those words, Lisa blinked her eyes at him, indicating that she doesn't understand a single word he said.

She opened her mouth to ask for the sweet candy that the angel had fed her a while ago, but the only voice that came out of her mouth was the cries of a baby.

"Huh? Is there something wrong with her?" Vincent asked as he looked at Leila.

"She's as blank as a paper. Lisa woke up with her memories erased. She doesn't remember anything and doesn't even know how to speak a word in our language." Leila replied as she unwrapped a candy. Then she put it inside Lisa's mouth.

Vincent knew that it was the Tree of Evil that has messed with Lisa's memories.

However, he was feeling rather happy as a monster was much more humane than the ridiculous and corrupted official of Leslie.

The Tree of Evil erased Lisa's memories so she would forget about the painful and distasteful past and start anew.

And Vincent promised that he would not let her innocent get destroyed another time.

"That's probably for the best," he said as he walked away to the command center.

Peter and Varth were already there.

Varth controlled the Arc, causing it to cut throw air and moved swiftly towards their determined destination, while Peter pestered him with endless questions about the working of the Arc.

"Will I ever be able to pilot this sweet baby?" Peter asked with eyes shining brightly in anticipation and excitement.

He has always dreamed of piloting an aircraft but has never been able to in his life—for he was too poor to afford one and hasn't learned how to pilot one either.

"There's no way you would be able to without wasting an entire year on learning how to drive it," Varth replied in an honest voice.

"It's too soon for you to focus your attention on such things, Peter." Vincent's voice sounded in their ears as he approached them. "You should focus on earning enough to purify the Fruit of Darkness and consume it to awaken."

Awakening!

As soon as he said those words, Peter felt happiness filling every fiber of his being.

He has always been without an ability. However, he now had a chance to get an ability.

He possessed an evolution material that would help him gain an ability and only needed enough contribution points to hire a magic chef.

"I wonder what kind of ability I will awaken," Peter said.

"You'll know soon as the completion of these missions will give you enough points to hire a magic chef to prepare an evolutionary dish out of the fruit of darkness," Varth said.

Vincent hasn't awakened either. He was also looking forward to awakening.

However, he wanted to learn cooking techniques himself, rather than rely on a magic chef. So, he decided to spend the last weekend learning cooking technique himself.

"Oh, well. It won't be too hard to learn an entirely different profession on my own. I've a powerful heirloom by my side. I can easily memorize the content of a book in a few seconds." Vincent said as he looked outside the window of the Arc.

Vincent said as he looked outside the window of the Arc.

A few moments later, his eyes widened as he saw big black balls closing upon them.

"Incoming!" Vincent shouted as he turned towards Varth.

"I can see that."

At that very moment, a loud voice rang in their surroundings.

"The spaceship up ahead, please come to a halt. We suspect fugitives are hiding in your craft."

The corrupted officials of Leslie have arrived!

How did they know that these aircraft belonged to the corrupted officials of Leslie?

Well, it's because of two reasons.

A: Leslie wasn't a rich city. It was ridiculous to think that they'll use multiple aircraft that utilize a lot of mana to run to chase after someone.

B: The corrupted officials were stupid and arrogant enough to illegally use design their aircraft with the logo of Leslie.

"Fugitive, my ass!" Peter took the speaker and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Please stop, or we'll open fire!"

The corrupted officials kept up the pretense, completely unaware that they already knew that they were scums.

"Not if I do that first!"

Varth pressed a few buttons while saying those words, causing three rockets to shoot out of the sides of his Arc, making their way towards the three aircraft of the corrupted officials while leaving a hot trail of blaze behind them.

"Hurry up!"

"Activate the barrier!"

BOMB

The rockets took out of the aircraft as their pilot wasn't fast enough to press the necessary buttons to generate a barrier but the other two shoot out of the cloud of smoke and fire and chased after them.

"Don't let them escape no matter what you do!"

"Open Fire and shoot them down!"

"As you command!"

Following the command of the captain, the pilot activates all offensive systems of their aircraft to shoot Varth's Arc down.

But who was Varth?

He was the royal son of the second great royal family.

And also an expert that has driven his Arc across stars and a chaotic bundle of space debris.

"Everyone on the Arc, hang on to your belts or whatever is near you. The ride's about to get rowdy!"