Upon hearing the boy's completely unruffled tone, the Fire Elf could only respond with a wry smile:
"No, I can't beat you, so let's forget it. If you want me to leave an item, I'll comply. My magic skills are just about to reach 900, and I don't want to lose experience points now."
"You're really quite honest."
The boy laughed briefly. Then he looked over at Qiuya and said:
"What do you think, big sister over there? If you want to duel him, Ye Qiu won't interfere."
After solving two problems uninvited, he actually said something like this, making Qiuya only able to smile wryly. That determination to take at least someone with her also quietly faded away.
"I don't mind either, but next time I'll definitely show you something, Mr. Fire Elf."
"Honestly, I probably wouldn't be able to win in a duel with you either."
