Xiao Lin’s Worry
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Why don't I bring you over to Lilith's room." Xiao Lin broke the awkwardness in the air. He felt like Silverlight might not be comfortable being in a room with him alone.
"No need. I don't have a common language with her." Silverlight's Ancient Normese was better than Xiao Lin's.
"Fine, there's no problem if you're fine with it. Oh, if you feel like it's not comfortable in the Holy Soul Sword you can walk around here." Xiao Lin maintained a certain amount of respect toward Silverlight. She was the trump card against Asabanor that he had invited, so he obviously needed to treat her well. If Silverlight left due to being unhappy and Asabanor appeared, he would really be caught off-guard.
"There's no need."
Silverlight was still cold as usual, but her gaze never left Xiao Lin's body. After a few minutes, Xiao Lin coughed dryly in awkwardness, half-jokingly saying, "Your face is really scary. If it were on Earth, we'd say you have horror movie vibes."