“How did it go? You didn’t threaten to kidnap their puppies or anything, did you?”

Tonberry King: “Now, vhy vould I do somethink like zat? Come. Let us continue our journey.”

Wow, maybe I was wrong about this frog...I mean, king frog.

“What’s with all the monsters? What does the Commissions Agency want us to do, fight or something?”

Tonberry King: “Leave zis to me.”

“They’re all yours.”

And after repeating this process about 37 times, we finally made it to the lead beast guarding the loot.

Tonberry King: “Zat big one over zere! He iz their so-called boss.”

“Alright. Do your thing, King. Once past him and we’re in the money!”
Heh heh, and I wonder what Moblina will think when she hears that I single-handedly completed an Assault mission!

Tonberry King: “Uh... Vhy don’t you try speaking vith the leader zis time, Fablinix?”

“Me talk? But I never have anything to say.”

Tonberry King: “Oh, don’t vorry. Zese guyz are pushoverz!”

The Tonberry King gives Fablinix a shove in the back.

“Hey, nice hat...I mean, head, I mean...whatever. Name’s Fab. Perhaps you’ve read my column. What? You say you’re not much of a reader, huh?”

Troll Boss: “So you’re the ones my men were speaking of.”

“Um, yeah. We’re the ones. Now, if you’ll lead us to that treasure chamber of yours, we’ll be in and out before you can say ‘Challenge of the Red Water.’ I’ll even leave you a complimentary copy of my diary!”

Troll Boss: “Hm? Now why would I let my new slave into our treasure chamber?”

New slave? Why, that good-for-nothing newt!

Troll Boss: “Now let me see if I have the conditions straight: one obedient slave, 10,000 gil for each of my men, 100,000 for me, plus the linkshell number of a sweet little beastie named Moblina...in exchange for the frog king’s access to my treasure vault.”

“Hey! Frog king, that’s not fair! Why didn’t you tell me you had Moblina’s number?”