Since things happened like that, it couldn't be helped that they sent three lower-ranked teenagers to help. Still, while they showed their worth, the government couldn't maintain them in a warzone for long periods of time. They had other soldiers that could do that, and in the higher-ups' eyes, they were easier to control than teens.
"The mission is finally over, huh," Ian said after they finished their breakfast three days after they returned from the dungeon. "Don't do anything stupid like this again without consulting us. I can't use my contacts all the time to clean your mess."
"For a short while, I felt that I should thank you, but the whole feeling disappeared already… I wonder why?' Emily tilted her head.
"You don't have to try to look cute and smart in front of me. Only Ethan would fall for that," Ian shrugged. "I told you, my heart belongs to Miss Lyla."
