Chapter 134
◇◆◇ (Ferris and friends point of view)
Tiriel is walking down the hallway.
The morning sunlight was falling through the window onto the floor.
The sun's position in winter is low, and normally the sun's rays would not be visible at this ti of day because it would be blocked by the outer walls, but the reason we can enjoy the soft winter sunshine like this is that the Titans destroyed the outer walls that day.
She walked along, watching the wall being hastily repaired in the distance. The outer walls of the sub-human race were originally strong, and it would take at least a few months to repair them to the sa level of strength.
Suddenly realizing that her own right hand was reaching for her buttock, Tiriel hurriedly shook her arm to cover it up. For several days now, she had been feeling a strange foreign sensation that bothered her at every turn.
*Bun! Bun! Bun! Bun!*
I waved my arms vigorously and walked forward to find Lydia and Arshella waiting for at the door.
When Lydia noticed her, she waved her hand in a happy mood.
"Good morning. Have you gotten over your headache yet?"
"......morning, actually yeah."
After that day, Tiriel continued to suffer from headaches and nausea for a while. It was a symptom of a magic hit. There is no potion that can cure magic loss, but there is no potion that can cure magic hit.
"So, what do you think? You've absorbed a lot of stuff directly, so you're a little more powerful, right?"
Arshella said as she stared and peered behind Tiriel.
She and everyone else in the room had received an explanation from Lydia about the dense magical power in Gevaudan's sen. It was an afterthought for her to tell us.
".....next ti you ntion it, I'm going to put a bunch of sharp spines on your magnificent tail and make it impossible for you to get a good night's sleep no matter what position you sleep in."
The dense, deadly atmosphere that Tiriel created made Arshella face twitch.
" Stop making such unpleasant threats ......."
The three of them opened the door together.
In the room, Orlando and Dantalion were waiting for them. This is Orlando's office.
"Excuse ."
Tiriel was the first to bow, and the other two followed suit.
"Ferris.....she's not ready yet?"
Lydia replied to Orlando's question.
"Yes. She's still in bed. Phoenicia has been keeping her company."
"According to what I've heard, she's in a state of shock and is suffering from apraxia. Well, it can't be helped. She was kidnapped by the Titans and held in isolation for nearly two weeks. I don't know what they put her through. ...... It must have been very hard on that kind-hearted girl."
(She's not shocked about that.......)
Tiriel muttered in her mind.
But there is no way to explain it. It's not that because she's shocked, but it's because it was caused by the Butcher.
"More importantly, you ............ are being too rash!"
The three girls were imdiately scolded as they were lined up in front of the desk. Each of them expressed their remorse.
"but---- I'm glad you're okay. It should be part of the school curriculum to understand how dangerous the Butcher is. This is why young people ...... *mumbles* ...... Dantalion told about the situation, but why don't you report it again from your own mouth?"
Lydia, the originator of the idea, took the brunt of it and report what happened to Orlando.
In other words, it took four of us to do the trick.
The result was ---- a crushing defeat.
"What are you thinking? ...... You ......"
That's all Orlando could spit out with a look of utter disgust.
Dantalion finally opened his mouth.
"But as it turns out, we drove it back with zero damage to Faymbaum. You can praise them for successfully carrying out their mission with their own body. He even arranged a ceasefire for us.""
"That's right, Orlando. You can think of it as the four of us working together to defeat Gevaudan."
Arshella got on her high horse. Orlando replied with a stern look in his eyes.
"It sounds like bullshit."
With a deep sigh, Orlando continued.
"So, Tiriel. What did you do with that cocktail of skills?"
He looked at , and I stepped forward.
"There are five. , , , , and
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