Fletcher Domingo didn't care if his straightforward approach would annoy Lady Lisandra, who preferred subtlety and beating around the bush.
So what if she got annoyed?
The worst case scenario? He gets thrown back in the battlefield of the World of God.
It wasn't like he hadn't been dumped there before!
He felt more comfortable on the battlefield anyway, where the only thing on his mind was how to kill gods, not having to navigate around twists and turns.
Lisandra coldly stared at Fletcher Domingo, a sinister light suddenly flashing in her eyes.
However, Fletcher Domingo was in no way frightened. He stood his ground, staring back at Lisandra, insisting on an answer.
"My task is to remind you," she finally said.
Lisandra took a step back into the shadow and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only her voice echoing, "As for how to do it, that's your problem, Fletcher Domingo!"