Максимально ниочёмный том, главное длстижение это то что Рише научилась отбивать стрелы мечом. Со следующим томом наверно уже можно будет хоронить серию, так как он какого-то хуя про пиратов. Ещё тут уже тома 2,5 максимально женский фансервис, с описанием чувств трогаемой Рише, что кринжёвее школьников падающих в сиськи или морозящихся при предложении потрогать за руку.

“If you insist…” She did feel bad for causing him worry. Rishe closed her eyes and braced herself for the inevitable embarrassment. “Feel free…”
“Feel free to what?” Arnold asked with a frown.
“I figured this would be the only way to get you to believe me if my words couldn’t convince you,” Rishe explained. She leaned back against the wall and peeked at Arnold. “Please inspect my body in whichever way will satisfy you, until you’re convinced…”
“…”
His hold on her tightened. Her fingers twitched, and he quickly let his grip go slack.
“You are just…”
“Hm?”
Arnold started to say something but then stopped, resting his forehead on Rishe’s shoulder and sighing instead. He seemed awfully tired.
Now that she thought about it, Arnold was more or less serving as the supreme commander of this operation, so he would obviously be more worn out than anyone else.
“W-would you rather not?”
“…”
“Just so you know, you can’t take these gloves off without undoing these ribbons here…”
“…”
They were long gloves, so the ribbons keeping them on were tied at her upper arms. Still looking sullen, Arnold reached out for the spot Rishe had specified. His fingers brushed the ribbon and untied it in one fluid motion.
Wow…
He hooked his fingers into the end of the glove and slowly slid it down Rishe’s arm.
Wh-what is this?!
Rishe felt restless as the cloth glided down her skin. They were just gloves, but Rishe shuddered at the sensation of someone else removing a piece of her clothing.
“Nngh…”
“Hey. Don’t run away.”
“Well, it tickles!”
Rishe wanted to beg him not to be so gentle with her, but he didn’t hear her silent plea. The scowling Arnold peeled off Rishe’s glove and inspected her bare arm. Her shoulder, her squishy upper arm, the soft skin on the inside of her elbow. Her forearm, wrist, palm, and fingertips. He observed each area carefully to make sure she wasn’t wounded.
She regretted the suggestion she’d made at last. Is it just me or is this situation really embarrassing?!
His complete silence flustered her all the more. He’d removed her second glove now and was checking her other arm. He turned her around and checked the backs of her arms too. Eventually, he spun her to face him again.
“Is that enough?”
“No.” Arnold narrowed his eyes. “I can inspect you in whichever way will satisfy me until I’m convinced, right?”
“Ah!”