Fordes's face showed a trace of embarrassment.
Indeed, from an outsider's perspective, the residents of Beta Town did seem a little harsh.
But from the townspeople's standpoint, Yan Hua was not as "harmless" as the Dean of the Edge had said.
Granted, the little thing called "Yan Hua" only had that handful of abilities no matter how one looked at it. At most, it scribbled wildly on paper or threw paper balls at people. Its body was terribly fragile; one bump and it died, one graze and it perished. A dog barking a little too loudly might scare it into falling apart. Even if some Wizards found it at home, it was not serious enough that they needed to go to the school and ask someone to come clear it out.
Only, in this world, many things were not a matter of "as they should be."
"—Like you said, 'having a pest problem.'"
Fordes defended himself in a very small voice. "Yan Hua is like a cockroach... Cockroaches very rarely attack humans, and the harm they do is actually very minor. But because they crawl a little too fast, they easily make people uncomfortable... After people find cockroaches in their houses, isn't their first reaction to look for insecticide, or call a professional pest-control company to deal with them?"
The Black Cat froze for a moment.
It had nothing to say.
It suddenly realized that Yan Hua's biggest problem did not lie in how strong or weak it was, but in its "mystery." Everyone knew nothing about it, yet it gave people the feeling that it could not be killed off, could not be exterminated. For Wizards who had a little knowledge but not very much, relying only on the fragmentary clues before their eyes, as well as the images