After careful consideration, I have to agree with this.
I was indeed a little shocked by my mentor's assessment, but not entirely surprised. Back in the [Gallery], I had vaguely sensed the unique aspects of that illusion, which had caught me completely off guard. I suppose they must have some skill.
At that time, I didn't know why I felt that way; I was just following a vague premonition and extending an invitation to her.
And now, that premonition has simply been confirmed by their own mentor.
Soon, the artist, who had consulted her mentor on how to improve her skills and how to use them, lowered her head seriously. After a short pause, she stood up and walked thoughtfully toward the studio. She even asked Yao to inscribe a spell in her studio that could isolate internal and external influences, as if she was going to verify something.
The flower fairy, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly flew to her mentor's side and tentatively asked her for advice.
I sidled over to eavesdrop, and sure enough, he was asking about how to strengthen territory construction and defensive expansion facilities. Before he could say more than a few words, he was interrupted by Lena, who enthusiastically joined the conversation. But instead of being annoyed, he seemed to admire me, and they eagerly exchanged strategies for jointly building a comprehensive defensive position.
Terms like wheel-shaped, lined up, and staggered strikes were popping up everywhere, and anti-mass shockwaves and frost cannons were casually mentioned... making me completely unsure whether they were just talking casually or actually going to put it into practice.
I was very scared.
And, that idiot flower fairy really doesn't recognize the person called [Omniscient Witch].
Well, it's not surprising. Expecting all the socially awkward fairies to recognize people is already a difficult task. Flower fairies are an exception, but they are still fairies after all.
After everyone had left, even Hikari, who had been praised for her fruit platter, skipped away, leaving only my mentor and me staring at each other in the hall with only the two of us... The scene wasn't exactly eerie, but it was certainly a little awkward.
"So, dear mentor, is there anything else to do?"
I coughed lightly, trying to break the silence, then suddenly realized that I might have said something I shouldn't have.
Before I could even retract my words, I saw my mentor, still staring intently at me, propping his elbow on one hand and resting his chin on the other, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "Ah, originally there really wasn't anything wrong. But, just now, as I was about to leave, I suddenly remembered that because of the unexpected situation with my dear student, I seem to have some work left to finish."
Hmm, very good, time to play dead and run away.
So you're so kind and gentle to others, offering thoughtful guidance on life's challenges, but you treat your own disciples with an attitude of being able to exploit them at will?
Damn it!
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