He quickly tried to patch things up, "Not that I mean you couldn't have grown it, I'm just saying... you know, your constitution..."
The rest of the sentence went unfinished, but everyone who needed to understand already got the point.
Especially a certain someone directly involved.
Ke'Oth: "..."
He was exhausted and speechless.
Still, he followed the flow of the conversation and said, "It's true that I kill everything I try to grow, but I had an elf."
He said this with complete confidence, as if asking for help from others was perfectly natural and nothing to be ashamed of.
"Too bad none of you were lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted elf while planting. I was different. I just happened to run into Illiya while planting on the human territory. Eh-heh, you didn't, so I got first place and you didn't. Sometimes, luck is part of strength."
Sebastian, who had just recently killed a magical plant from overwatering: ???
He felt personally attacked.
