Even after their discussion had ended and night had fallen, Arthur and Adelaide were still thinking about the God of Farming's words.
"Do we... do we really need to fight our Mother? I mean, a piece of our Mother, just to save her?" Arthur looked worried.
Adelaide shook her head. "I'm confused, too. It's not that I doubt what the God of Farming told us, but really? We have to fight her? She's still our Mother! I don't want to treat her as an enemy!"
She then turned toward Arthur with a serious expression.
"Arthy, you've sparred with Mother before when she was teaching you swordsmanship alongside Princess Tabatha, right? How confident are you that you can defeat her?"
Hearing Adelaide's question, Arthur couldn't help but scratch his head.
"Zero?"
"Huh?! What do you mean?"
"I mean ZERO! NADA! NO CHANCE!"
"Don't joke like that, Arthy."
