"Shut up!"
Despite everything, Elsha was still in a raging state, the once goofy little girl now yelling as if she'd swallowed gunpowder, "We agreed on this beforehand, I don't like you! So stop following me! If you must participate in the fourth phase, fine, I'll stay here! An apprentice thief like me won't be much use anyway. If Feather Song insists on my going, I'll just injure myself severely! Are you happy now?!"
She suddenly stood up, throwing her spare daggers onto the ground as if to vent her frustration.
"What if I don't go..."
Lorum stared at Elsha blankly and, after a long while, asked dejectedly, "If I don't go, you won't... um, hurt yourself, right?"
Elsha nodded, "Then I'll just stay in the reserves like a good girl. As long as you're not within a kilometer of me, I'll be in a much better mood!"
"Let me think about it..."
Lorum nodded, his face ashen.
