So, of the original chat group members, only Artoria remained. Coupled with how Qianyi had openly said before that he liked fairies and elves, she had been suspicious of Artoria all this time, only held back by not knowing how to bring it up.
And now, before she had even investigated Artoria, that treacherous minister Melusine had jumped out on her own?
"Aren't you running?"
Kiana nudged Qianyi with her elbow.
"No need to run from small disasters. You can't run from big ones."
Qianyi shook his head calmly.
"Brother, impressive. You're not running even in a situation like this. You really are someone who doesn't feel pressure."
Nian gave Qianyi a thumbs-up.
"When you're prepared, Bleach won't come knocking."
Qianyi truly had not expected this to happen.
After all, he had only been thinking that the Harmony Festival was a grand celebration held once every Amber Era—one Amber Era being roughly seventy-six to two hundred and forty years—and that if he missed it, he would most likely have to wait until the next Amber Era. He absolutely could not miss it, so he had invited everyone in one go, overlooking the fact that when everyone gathered together, some chemical reactions might accidentally occur.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would probably get beaten up because of the twelve ships jumping next?
No, things had not reached that level of crisis yet.
If he handled it properly and ended the current situation first, he could later divide things into separate small battlefields, become a master of time management, enter the "rather than date them, make them blush" phase, then confess and apologize to each of them, completely putting this storm to rest.
With that in mind, he stopped Artoria, who was about to step forward and send Melusine back. A trace