Not finished

Lathel's bad feeling immediately became reality.

That was not what he meant at all.

Before he could explain, Rhea had already continued peeling shrimp, her voice still calm as though she had understood him perfectly.

"No need. I can endure it."

Lathel: "..."

The female Judicator standing nearby lowered her head deeply, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lathel could only try again, this time deliberately making the gestures clearer.

I mean I can eat by myself.

Rhea watched for a long time before looking at him.

"You want me to feed you?"

Lathel immediately shook his head so hard that even his hair moved.

Rhea stopped.

"Then there's no need."

Lathel finally sighed in relief.

At least she understood the word "no."

Pandora giggled inside his head.

"Her sign language ability is very interesting."

'This cannot be called ability.'