"No, but I can probably guess what it means."
Ivy covered her mouth and laughed lightly, speaking in a rather teasing tone, "It probably means something like don't take what a child says seriously... something like that, right?"
Young Gandalf nodded weakly, saying listlessly, "That's right, that's right, so please don't argue with a child like me."
"Oh?"
Ivy leaned forward slightly, her water-blue left eye staring unblinkingly at him, "Then, can I take that as meaning it's no big deal if we give a half-hearted effort to the task you've assigned to us?"
The elven youth immediately gripped the magic wand lying across his knees, "Do you want to fight?"
"Just kidding, just kidding."
Ivy waved her hand and leaned back in her chair again, speaking lightly, "Searching for a woman named Bellia Firemaple who used to belong to the Mage Guild in Disk Tree City, Misha County, Northeast Continent—this task was personally taken on by that Mr. Red Heart K, who's very reliable, unlike me."
