"Fucking hell... young lady... him I can understand, but you... are you an idiot...?"
Lairs gasped, sitting back on the road, staring wide-eyed at the red-haired girl.
While the blue undead was using his venom cannon skill to destroy every living organism within the walls of the Envy's estate, Cranberry was casually seated by the said wall and in the middle of writing something in a sketchbook.
"What exactly do you mean? Because I might get angry if you're just trying to pick a fight."
Cranberry asked without either looking at Lairs or stopping her hand.
That certainly didn't help the black-haired elf's morale, but she decided to respond.
"You... you must fucking realize what you've done, right?"
She gulped down her saliva and asked, looking at the translucent vapors raising into the skies like hot air in a desert.
