"Matcha, don't side with outsiders."
The Divine Emperor couldn't stand it anymore; who cheers against their own team?
"He always bullies me; just look at the last open-world mission. That damn fox hung me up on his scythe, claiming to protect my personal safety. Am I an ornament?!"
"He did it for your own good."
The Divine Emperor comforted Matcha, recalling the last world scenario, which still made him want to laugh.
"Protect me? The fight hadn't even started, and he tossed me into a mud ditch. By the end, I was almost buried. Leader, can't you see..."
Matcha began to rant about Crazy Fox, inching toward the Divine Emperor, who found it quite helpless since she was a delicate healer and the team's cherished primary healer, whom everyone adored. Only Crazy Fox treated her like an ornament.
"And you, instead of learning good things, you learned to swing a scythe like that damn fox..."
