Li Ang glanced sideways at the Half Elf, and after a few seconds, she couldn't hold it in herself.
"Give me some reaction, please."
"You talk as if I'm some sort of demonic captain."
"Eh? Aren't you?"
"Wait a second," Li Ang sighed, rubbing his forehead, "who was it that suddenly fell ill at Flashing Field, making the atmosphere in the group so weird?"
"Can't I? Anyway, it's like that now."
"How shameless of you."
Dorothy slapped the bed: "Enjoying yourself and then pretending not to know me, huh."
"Hey."
Li Ang said, "This time, I'm here to help you enhance your power. You're the only one whose profession hasn't stepped into the extraordinary realm. Aren't you ashamed?"
Dorothy lay down like she'd given up and stretched.
"I told you last time, if this goes on, you'll open a really scary switch. I won't always refuse."
The Half Elf suddenly sat up, her face full of interest.
