Roland processed Tress's words, his expression turning a little strange.
"You mean…"
He looked at the Red Squirrel, which had finished gnawing on its bread and was now licking its paws, and spoke slowly.
"Qiao is a creature from another plane, and… he's living on the Prime Material Plane in the form of a squirrel?"
"Exactly! He must have ulterior motives…"
Before Tress could finish, Roland withdrew his finger and gently shook his head.
"Don't let your imagination run wild, Tress. Qiao and I have known each other for a long time. Though… there are certainly some strange things about him."
His tone was gentle but firm.
"But he definitely doesn't have any malicious intent. You can't just go around suspecting your partners, understand?"
Looking at the Pikachu before him, who was covering her forehead and nodding with a slightly wronged expression, Roland recalled her earlier story and his gaze shifted back to the Red Squirrel in the distance.
