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In the Worm Room of the Nameless Castle.
Liszt stood in front of the box covered in Jade Powder, watching the Tulip Bug lying lazily and feeling the little guy's inner anxiety, doing his best to encourage it with his own emotions.
Beyond that, there were no more effective ways.
It was just an Elf Bug after all, possessing simple emotions and not any real intelligence or comprehension. Communication was limited to the instructions Liszt could deliver through emotions.
Otherwise, it was simply patting it, expressing care.
"Wuwah." On the edge of the box, Thorn Minor Elf Jela yawned out of boredom and made a sound; it ruled the Worm Room.
In the box to the right of Liszt, Mickey was counting its collection of corn kernels.
It didn't like Jela, nor did it like clinging to Liszt—perhaps not as irritable as Jela was, but relatively more independent, immersed in its own little world.
