After purchasing Shira chan, I was engrossed with the civil engineering work in our territory.
“Doesn’t matter if it is a large monster that even the elf couldn’t defeat, or whether it is a large army that fills the battlefield, they all would be one-shot once Masaru sama releases his magic. The reason why the elves pay Masaru sama so much respect is because they recognize Masaru sama power.”
The story is likely beyond what Shira chan can imagine.
“I mean, look.”
Sati took out a dagger. Then, she stands in front of Shira chan and naturally draw it near her hand.
“Sati sama, what are you?”
and then, she slices her hand without any change in her complexion.
And when Sati casts Heal (small), the scratches disappear in front of Shira chan eyes.
“It was not my doing. Sati heals herself just now.”
Apparently, her usage of Recovery magic in the tournament was not noticed by many. As a magic practitioner, it was a matter of course that I noticed……but if there are a lot of people and with some distance, was it perhaps difficult to detect?
Or maybe the final was too shocking, that there is not anyone who talked about her usage of Recovery Magic, as little as it may be.
“This is also one of the powers that Masaru sama gave to me.”
“A power that Milord……give?”
“That is right. The moment I met Masaru sama, I knew he was the person. And thus, I swear my lifelong loyalty to him right on the spot.”
She never swore in words, but there is no doubt that she did.
“And then, Masaru sama bestows upon me various powers.”
“And that wasn’t all. Have I ever told you about how bad my eyes condition was? That was the main reason why I was sold as slave.”
Shira chan nodded.