Unfortunately, that won’t happen.
I immediately grabbed Elantia’s wrist and twisted her arm. Then, I seized the back of her head and slammed it into the wall with a loud thud.
In the center of the large crater that formed, Elantia’s forehead hissed with steam.
<Poor wall. Cruel farmer.>
Clatter, clatter…
Wall-facing meditation is good for calming the mind.
I pressed down to keep Elantia’s sky-blue head embedded in the wall and warned her.
“Hey, snap out of it. I’m stronger.”
<Y-Yes, it seems so. You’re not a weak human but a powerful one!>
“If you’ve grasped the situation, I’ll give you two choices. Will you stay quiet? Or die by my hand?”
<I’ll stay quiet.>
“Yes, good. Well done.”
When I released the hand holding the back of her head, she meekly took a seat beside me. She neatly suppressed the…