"..." Tin Wood listened to Richard speak eloquently, unable to refute for a moment, and after several seconds couldn't help but speak, "Why, do I feel like you're deceiving me?"
"I'm not." Richard shook his head, speaking sincerely, "Everything I said is serious, all according to the rules, without deceiving you."
"But—" Tin Wood was still somewhat unwilling to accept, suddenly remembering something, and exclaimed, "Right, I remembered something! You said that my escape caused damage to your property, so you made me work to compensate you, right?"
"Right." Richard nodded.
"Then how do you account for the damage to my property?" Tin Wood's demeanor became strong.
"Your property?" Richard asked.
"Yes, my property." Tin Wood's voice grew louder, "My property in the Silent Forest—those trees, those animals! It was you shameless invaders, who invaded my place, killed numerous animals in the forest, used flames to burn almost all the plants, and finally captured me.
