"Good for me?" Lathel frowned.
Amleth hastily explained: "Lathel, you are too weak; you don't even have the will to become stronger. That's why I want to use the Bathetto family as your stepping stone."
"Amleth, you are putting me in danger; do you know that? Do you know that Banetto, or, to be more precise, Harris, is dangerous?"
"Hahahaha…" Amleth laughed; her laughter was like the sound of wind chimes, clear and seductive: "Lathel, you're worrying too much."
"I have studied Harris very carefully, and of course, I know him very well. Not too weak, not too strong, just a suitable opponent for you to practice with."
"Besides, if any fatal danger occurs, I will definitely save you. He's just a bug; if I just swing my foot, I can stomp him to death."
Lathel looked at Amleth with eyes full of confusion and a bit of discomfort: "Amleth, do you know what happened just three days ago, during the third round of the exam?"
