Chapter 257: Soul of Satan
Elfman couldn't meet Rhodes's gaze. He scratched his cheek, a little sheepish. "Actually... Sis thinks you've been pushing yourself too hard lately. She hopes you'll take a few more days off."
"Really?" Rhodes raised an eyebrow. "Is Mira feeling unwell or something? Could it be lingering aftereffects from that crazy magic car sprint she pulled?"
"No way! She's more energetic than me lately. Honestly, Sis is a man!" Elfman declared with full sincerity.
Rhodes blinked. Does your sister know you call her that every day? He figured Elfman had either never been smacked for it—or had forgotten the pain.
"Then... anything unusual happen recently?" Rhodes asked.
Elfman tilted his head. "Nope, nothing strange. Why?"
Rhodes leaned forward a bit. "Don't you think Mira's been acting a little... different?"
"Hm." Elfman considered it seriously. "Nah. Same as always."
"Maybe I'm just imagining it..." Rhodes muttered, unconvinced. He made up his mind to ask Mira directly later.
"If you're not gonna spar, I'm heading back in," Elfman said, already retreating toward the guild hall.
The moment he opened the door, Mira was standing right there with a gentle smile, waving him over.