As she spoke, Keishanoa slipped into a state of "having no will to live" and became interested in the second grilled fish. This was not the result the Candy Merchant wanted from discussing intelligence, so before the Plague Box's expression could turn completely cold, Mimibes awkwardly smiled and hurriedly hid the hand holding the grilled fish behind her back as she offered comfort:
"Well... don't lose heart. Things like levels are only temporary. We are Legendary professionals with endless lifespans... You know, there is an ordinary Legendary Mage in the Multiverse named Bochifundo. That guy only barely advanced to Level Twenty-Two 3.7 million years ago, but I heard that when Bochifundo had just become a Legendary powerhouse, His Excellency the Scarlet Scepter of the Shattered Talisman Society was only a Formal Level mage. Think about it: those old experts from the same era as old Mr. Eman, the longest-lived Blazing Sun Throne, still have lower class levels than you do. Don't you feel much better now? Oh, right, this grilled fish is for my little brother, so you'd better not even think about it."
Although her way of consoling someone was a little strange, Mimibes had at least comforted the friend she had only recently met. Even if she had not generously given Keishanoa the last remaining grilled fish, the young mage looking down at the little merchant would not truly be crushed by a bit of envy and resentment.
So, after hearing the story of the "ancient legend Bochifundo," the Plague Box shook her head helplessly and spoke frankly to Mimibes:
"Forget it. Right now, I only want to find another plane with beautiful scenery and establish a brand-new little kingdom. After all, after experiencing more than a hundred thousand years of this, I have realized... perhaps an adventuring