It was still that dim and messy room.
Grisa, who always had a cold expression on his face, flipped through the report submitted by Hulim.
After closing the report, Grisa looked at Hulim with a strange look.
"You're not feeling well..."
Hulim: "..."
Is it so obvious...
"I've accepted the research report. If there's nothing else, you can leave."
"Okay, Professor Grisa."
Hulim bowed politely and prepared to leave.
"besides... ..."
At this time, Grisa suddenly spoke again,
"Since you have health problems, please don't be so 'active' for a while. If you need sick leave, I can approve it for you."
Hulim looked back at Grisha, who was just sorting through the files with an expressionless face.
“… …”
"Thank you, Professor Grisa."
Hulim bowed again and turned to leave.
... ...
Irus's potion shop.
"You... you've really made a mess of yourself."
After returning to Langard, when I came to Irus for the first time, I was ridiculed by the other party.
“This is because…”
"Alright, I won't ask any more questions about the reason. I won't be surprised by anything you do. Come on, be good and stretch out your right hand~."
“???”
Hulim didn't quite understand, but still did as Irus said and stretched out his right hand.
Irus grabbed her right hand and closed her eyes.
Hulim only felt a surge of magical power sweeping through him.
Then, Irus opened her eyes again.
She stared at Hulim intently, her eyes gradually becoming serious.
"It's definitely an overload symptom! But that shouldn't be the case..."
"Normally, this symptom would only occur after excessive use of powerful magic beyond its limits, and it wouldn't last forever..."
Seeing the other person's expression, Hulim felt vaguely uneasy.
"...Um, Irus, is there anything wrong with this symptom?"
"Isn't that a matter of course?"
Irus acted as if the child was saying something innocent.
"Could it be... you think I just can't use magic?"
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