"How long can you maintain such a friendly disposition?"
Muria, who had already flown to the sky above Mesha and was looking down at the base he had raided, murmured softly to himself. Most of the Phantom Knights surrounding him were holding one or more pieces of technological creations in their arms.
These were the compensation he had obtained from the base, and of course, he had taken it himself. After all, those visitors from the skies were not really willing to give them to him, but they didn't do much to stop him either.
However, Muria didn't value these things too highly. He wanted to use them to test the bottom line of this star civilization, and now he found that this star civilization seemed to be like a turtle.
Really, they were too tolerant. Despite his numerous provocations, this civilization hadn't taken any excessively aggressive actions against him. Of course, Muria didn't believe that this civilization was made up of Ninja Turtles.