Chapter 121: Dilly Part 1

It takes about twenty minutes to load up all three barrels which are made of stiffened seaweed and stand as tall as Sampson. He and the boys do the majority of the work, moving the Dilly closer to Gala as Pratt, Mae and I assist Clarence with tying the barrels to her cratered back. Mallup stands nearby, watching the Rogues transport the barrels from the end of the dark basement-like room to the mini Docking Station on the other side. Once we're finished, and we've cleaned the FH of all the available Dilly, we head back the queen's chamber where Qippert is waiting for us, several seaweed-woven bags in hand.

"Ah..." he watches us climb off Gala, already freeing the barrels from her back. "You have brought them. I have a few bags we can fill to start the next round of dosages. We can keep the remainder in here."

"How's the chancellor doing?" Sampson dismounts the giant Stancimis.

Qippert sighs. "He is as he was."

"And the princesses?" I ask.