After Mier reassured her repeatedly, Moli finally turned to Fisher beside her and spoke softly,
"Mr. Fischer... I have something about the Dragon Court to discuss with you, please come with me."
"Okay."
"Just... just Mr. Fischer alone."
"..."
Fisher's movement paused slightly as he was getting up, and Emhardt in his arms indignantly poked his head out and shouted,
"Moli, what do you mean, targeting me? If you have to count, the great Book Knight is actually just a book, your words are useless! Blah blah blah... Right, Fisher?"
"Alright, alright, you stay here for now."
"Fisher, you mom!"
Fisher took the small Emhardt out of his arms, asked him to keep an eye on Ingrid, and promised he'd be back soon.
Mier helplessly stayed in the room to take care of the chattering and fluttering Emhardt and the startled patient Ingrid, just like in the past when he looked after the young and ignorant Lar.
