"Then why didn't you tell him you didn't know," Ivy Miller looked at Chloe Wilder, silly girl.
"I did, but he said there's no good outcome from speaking in front of a soldier, scared the hell out of me... huh.
After all, I don't have experience fighting against such class enemies, so I got bluffed."
Ivy Miller rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Look at you, so timid."
"Hey, I really got scared, can't you comfort my little heart?"
"Come on, tonight I'll definitely be in trouble when I get back," she shook her head speechlessly and found a seat to sit down.
Chloe Wilder grinned mischievously, "What could happen, at most he'll just enforce justice on the spot, you always think about how to knock him down, see, I'm helping him fall into your trap."
Thinking of one time Henry Sullivan punished her, making her sleep in fear, she glared at Chloe, "What do you know?"
"What, do you think he'll make you kneel on a washboard? No way, right?"
