"Help?"
"I think we should forget it."
Lan Qingyou looked at Esmeralda, who had asked the question.
Then she looked down at the battle below and shook her head.
"That thing should be psychic-type, right? Killing it would definitely yield somewhat higher-grade materials."
Although Lan Qingyou's side had already gotten the hang of it,
others had not.
Especially Esmeralda.
As the Patriarch of the Red Witch branch of witches,
she certainly did not want to fall behind anyone else.
She did not know how Alisa of the White Witches was doing, but at the very least, she could not lag too far behind the Black Witch before her.
"Hmm... what you said makes sense, but are you sure you want to use parts from that thing as materials?"
Of course Lan Qingyou understood what Esmeralda meant.
Rather, over this recent period, whenever Esmeralda had nothing to do, she would follow them into battle.
But the problem was, that thing was genuinely disgusting.
What good could come from something covered in pus?
In any case, Lan Qingyou did not think highly of this Britt Mouse God.
No particular reason—she just thought it looked far too plastic.
She truly had no interest in it.
"Hey, that's what I'm saying, but once it's dismantled, isn't it all the same?"
"Besides, if it still looks this awful after being taken apart, we can just throw it away."
"It's biodegradable stuff anyway."
Esmeralda naturally understood that.
But they were already here.
They had already run into it.
If she did not get her hands on it now, she would probably lie awake thinking about it after going back.
"Fine. Since you insist, I naturally have nothing more to say."
Since Esmeralda had put it that way,
Lan Qingyou had no reason to stop her.
"But