Shami’s magic power was transmitted to the Magical Girl through the Demon Envoy Contract.
Under Shami’s control, this power transferred through the contract was not discovered by a third party.
Soon, the Magical Girl on the field felt her body starting to heat up, with the power continuously surging from the inner thigh.
What a terrible location, why is the Magical Girl’s power source at the inner thigh?
Magical Girl frowned and began to absorb Shami’s power.
At this mont, she felt that there seed to be so pattern appearing on her thigh.
"Don’t worry, I’ve been keeping an eye under your skirt, nothing’s exposed at all now."
Shami’s calm voice ca through.
"Caught you, pervert!"
The Magical Girl glared at Shami, setting aside her worries for a mont before transforming Shami’s magic power into her own, then charging it into the shield.
The Magical Girl’s shield beca incredibly strong, allowing countless magic attacks to fall on it, rely causing faint ripples like on a lake surface, without changing the thickness of the shield.
With the passage of ti, many advanced magical attacks gradually erged.
Magma, Ice Cone, Corrosive Venom... 300 mages unleashed their true skills, but still couldn’t break the Magical Girl’s Magic Shield.
Witnesses of the Saintess coronation ceremony started cheering one after another, chanting the Magical Girl’s na.
Supported by Shami’s power, the Magical Girl lifted her delicate face, and amidst the magical attacks pouring down like rain, various lights blossod like flowers on that stunningly self-confident little face.
As long as she maintained this, completing the final test, she could beco the Fata Saintess admired by all, making a significant mark in Fata, Saint Karno City, and even across the entire continent.
Thinking silently in her heart, the Magical Girl instinctively tried to push her legs together, feeling sothing was off, her expression gradually turning gloomy.
What is this sense of deja vu crisis?
Clearly, before the coronation ceremony, she hadn’t consud any fluid for half a day and had gone to the bathroom several tis, ensuring there was no excess moisture in her body.
Even if using all her magic power, she should be able to hold out until the ceremony ends.
But now, why is there a slight bloating feeling in her lower abdon just half an hour in?
"Shami, there’s a big problem..."
The Magical Girl began to seek outside assistance.
"What’s wrong?"
Shami curiously looked over.
From his perspective, everything seed fine on the platform.
The Magical Girl was a bit embarrassed, with slightly red cheeks and her legs subtly squirming.
"Rember, I told you before that the physiology of Magical Girls differs? ... When I cast magic, the fluids in my body rapidly dissipate and are expelled in a strange way..."
Shami’s eyes widened.
"No way, Saili, do you want to pee now?"
The Magical Girl, in the process of casting Shield Magic, was startled by the Demon Envoy’s blunt remark, nearly losing her footing, causing the shield mid-air to waver a bit, almost getting broken.
Facing reality, her little face flushed.
"Don’t, don’t say it so loudly... clearly, preparations for prevention in this aspect were made before... But for so reason, after receiving your power, the speed of fluid loss in the body accelerated greatly..."
Shami’s power went into Saili’s body, transforming into Saili’s own magic power.
Saili was a bit scrambled at that mont, not taking much into account, she went all out.
The power given by Shami was far greater than her original full strength.
This led to rapid fluid loss in her body.
But this is way too fast...
"I understand, when the Demon Envoy receives the Demon King’s power through the contract, his own negative abilities get amplified."
"Ah, turns out there’s your problem involved too! Why didn’t you say earlier, you need to take seventy percent of the responsibility!"
The Magical Girl realized the issue wasn’t entirely her own.
If Saili’s shield were unbreakably strong from the start, there wouldn’t be any particularly fierce counteractions later. Mages are creatures well aware of the disparity in strength; if the opponent’s strength is overwhelmingly powerful, they’ll hold back tily, not wasting energy.
However, several disruptions in the shield due to her personal reasons gave 300 Magical Girls hope, thinking they might break Miss Saintess’s Magic Shield that had never been shattered, sparking unprecedented courage.
"Why do you all have expressions as if you’re putting in all your effort when there wasn’t any enmity before?"
The black-haired girl looked at the magical girls in the air, feeling bitter.
Shami pondered hard below.
"Could I raise a hand to apply for a pause? Go to the bathroom first then co back?"
"Do you think this is a class? Where’s the Saintess going to leave and go to the bathroom during the coronation ceremony? Too weird from any angle!"
"In that case, you can only endure a little longer."
Shami checked the ti; there’s one minute left for this power-testing segnt to finish.
"But, but..."
The Magical Girl gritted her silver teeth, tightly pressing her legs together, not daring to move a bit.
"Help... a tsunami is coming..."
"Don’t use such exaggerated expressions."
The Magical Girl couldn’t calm down anymore, her eyes were panic-stricken.
"What to do... if the shield is breached, then the Saintess’s strength will be questioned... Maybe the Saintess qualification will be revoked due to insufficient strength..."
"If the Saintess is caught peeing during the ceremony, then being the Saintess wouldn’t be aningful either, becoming a Saintess who with her head in the ground inside Fata wouldn’t be fun at all..."
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