"What the hell are you dazing off for, when are you planning to advance to Level 4?"
"Don't tell me you have absolutely no plans right now, do you believe I could run to the surface in a few minutes and beat you up hard, and no one could stop me?"
Lilabet spoke with clear displeasure, her threat plainly evident in her tone.
Ivan finally understood what it meant to be capricious; he felt a tingling in his scalp as he prepared to answer her.
"Lady Lilabet, now that you mention it, does it mean that there is a glimpse of hope for my advancement to Level 4?" At that moment, Janie spoke up, smoothing things over for him.
"No."
"Huh?"
"Heh, we are all descendants of Claudia Althrop, who needs an advancement plan? I have found a perfect place for you, Janie. You just need to nurture yourself in it for a number of years, and you will naturally become a Level 4 being."
