One year has passed.
Purple Mineral Star.
Inside the Golden Palace shaped like ocean waves.
The Saint Butterfly warriors gradually returned in the same order as they entered the Red Qu Star, using the teleportation device.
Some carried a bag.
Some carried a bag with their claws and a bag rolled up with their tentacles.
There were those who returned fully loaded.
And some warriors returned empty-handed, their spirits low.
——Why did you collect so much?
——Perhaps it's because you collected too little?
——Coral, is that Chaos Origin Stone in your bag?
——World Gems are hard to dig up, so I grabbed some Chaos Origin Stones to cover the losses.
——Why did this Round Purple Flame Spider Tribe member come back empty-handed?
——Don't ask!
——I heard it went there for business.
...
The empty hall became lively.
"Huh——"
"How come this beetle friend also returned empty-handed?"
"Are alien warriors this reserved? With treasures all around the world, why not take some?"
