"I don't want to! The elemental creatures of Maraya Iceberg are all bad guys! It'll definitely kill me... I'm still an elemental spirit, I haven't grown up yet... When I grow up, I'll definitely become as handsome as my ancestor. I can't die before I see that day..."
Dangros buried the face on its palm against the bead of Blood Night's Shelter, shrieking and sobbing, too afraid to look up. Only when Angel refused did it cautiously reveal half an eye. "Eh?"
Troisha narrowed her eyes as though issuing a threat. "Are you sure you want to refuse?"
Angel answered with certainty, "Yes."
Angel's refusal made Dangros breathe a sigh of relief, and an incomparably bright light burst from its eyes as it looked at him.
Troisha's expression, meanwhile, changed in an instant. "Since you refuse, there is no possibility of proceeding any further. For Lober's sake, I can forgive your intrusion into Mena Glacier. But you must turn around and leave immediately. You are not permitted to take another step forward."
Troisha's change of face was within Angel's expectations. However, the fact that she had not directly started a fight also meant there was still room for discussion.
"There is no need for us to stand at daggers drawn. I bear no ill will toward Maraya Iceberg." Angel paused. "Moreover, I have something extremely important to tell Lord Frost, something that concerns the future of the entire Tidal Realm. Are you sure you can overstep Lord Frost's will and drive us away?"
Disdain flashed through Troisha's eyes. "You think I'll believe you just because you say so?"
Unhurried, Angel said, "Before this, I had already visited the rulers of Fire Region, Wildstone Wasteland, Toothpull Desert, and the White-White Cloud Sea... If you don't believe me, you can ask Lober."