No matter how Harrot tried to persuade her, Tiona remained unmoved, wearing a sour expression for who knew what reason. Harrot was furious. He had just helped her come up with an idea—why was she giving him no face at all?
"I already told you, someone else is pulling strings behind the scenes! Marcus was framed! Going after Marcus for revenge will only make you fall into their trap!"
"I know. I never said I'd ignore the others. We can deal with all of them together, can't we?" The elf's arrogant, domineering nature was fully on display. Who cared about suspects A, B, C, or D? Why waste time finding the real culprit? Wouldn't it be enough to beat them all up?
No matter what Harrot said, Tiona refused to give him a pleasant look, as if Marcus were some unforgivable elf persecutor and she was determined to pick a fight. Harrot got angry too.
"Fine. Don't come begging me for help in the future. Let's just pretend we don't know each other! I'll go ask Bias. She's popular, and people listen to her too!"
That was actually said in anger. Bias had a weak, indecisive personality. Although the elves took better care of her, they rarely followed her advice.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to find her! Bias went back to the Elf Forest with Ailan. Several elders dote on Bias, so having her there will make requesting aid easier. Ailan took her along."
Tiona looked at the deflated Harrot, her face filled with a smug smile. Several times when she had argued with Harrot, she had been the one forced to give in.
Mostly because Harrot was a scumbag. At the drop of a hat, he would say things like, "I'll go find Bias. I'm not talking