Capítulo 383: "Shut your mouth, you jinx."

"Do you have any sense of crisis at all?"

"Dumb teammate, dumb teammate, I'm talking about you!"

Lola Hussey, who had just been harshly criticized: "..."

"Why aren't you talking?"

Lola asked, "What should I say?"

Fitzroy Sullivan, hands on hips: "You could at least make a sound, you know? I've been scolding you for ages, are you just following the 'Silence is Gold' philosophy?"

Lola hesitated for a moment, then: "...squeak?"

Fitzroy was speechless, raising his hand to wipe his face, only to end up with a face full of mud.

Feeling upset, he muttered and went to a corner, rustling and fumbling with something.

Lola saw this and thought he was taking a big hit to his ego, so she went over to comfort him, only to find Fitzroy holding another iron shovel.

"Impressive, Fitzroy Sullivan, you always have a backup plan." Lola's eyes lit up when she saw the new shovel in his hand.