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I was happy with the consolidation of my skills, but Alistair groaned at me with a problematic look.

I dont know if I can say Ive succeeded

What do you mean? It- It worked, didnt it?

Not really. The number of skills wasnt as low as I thought it would be.

Ah, Speaking of which I was only focused on the growth part, but my main goal was to reduce the number of wasted skills and save more processing capacity.

There are still about 150 skills left. Master, do you feel any pain or discomfort?

Hmm. For now

While I struggled to use the higher-level skills, I dont experience any pain when using them.

Lets do a thorough a.n.a.lysis once more.

Please

Alistair a.n.a.lyzed me as Fran held me in her arms. I thought it would take a long time, but it didnt seem to take that long to re-a.n.a.lyze it, as she had a.n.a.lyzed it in detail once. A few minutes later, Alistairs eyes widen in astonishment.

How is it?

No way, this much As I thought, Master, you are really interesting.

Alistair said there had been quite a change in my internal structure.

The mysterious souls and the mysterious systems connected to the Cherubims residue. Maybe theyre making up for the lack of processing power.

Does that mean that the other parts of the system have changed to compensate for the other parts of the system that the damaged announcer was in charge of?

One more thing. The flow of power to Master may have changed.

What does that mean?

The flow has changed?

Well, to put it bluntly, its possible that the masters growth rate has been greatly reduced, and hes been sent to deal with that. In the future, even if your magic stone value builds up and your rank rises, you might have little to no growth in attack power or anything else.

Eh? For real?

I was delighted that my abilities had improved My attack power is in the 1000s, you know? The tension is high, right? And yet, she said I might not be able to grow any further

Instead, you will be more efficient than ever when it comes to managing your skills. In other words, you sacrificed the abilities of the sword itself and are reborn as a skill-focused fighter.

Hmm. But for Frans sake, Id rather have enhanced skills

Well, my strength isnt my offensive power as a sword; its my skills. While it was honestly disappointing to hear that my growth rate has dropped, I was genuinely happy to see that the skills operational potential had been expanded further. Besides, it didnt seem to have completely stopped growing, and theres still hope for me.

Apparently, Masters internal structure was more flexible than I thought it would be. I didnt expect the mysterious soul and the mysterious system to change as much as it did.

Hey, is that okay? Wont the mysterious soul or mysterious system get overloaded this time?

Hmm. I cant say whether it will be a burden or not. At least, not until we see how that affects us in the future

Alistair too doesnt know?

I do not know.

Well, theres a lot of things I dont know about my body. I guess well just have to agree that our immediate crisis is over.

Its not a complete solution, but its better than before, right?

I can a.s.sure you of that. The load on Master should have been lessened greatly.

Then I guess well just have to wait and see for now.

There was no doubt that I could climb higher heights, and it also helped improve my processing power, so it can be said that the repair was a great success. For now, Ill just be glad to be safely back in Frans hands. Rather, thats the most crucial part.

After we finished checking some things out, we came back upstairs to the dining room. Alistair wanted some curry before she took a short nap, so I served it to her, and somehow I ended up feeding it to Asurasu as well.

This is really good, isnt it?

Ou, I want to eat it every day.

Woof!

Fran was carried on Urus.h.i.+s back while I supported her with telekinesis. Urus.h.i.+ seemed to have had a good nights sleep these past few days and was full of energy as usual.

Fran has been tirelessly watching over me, and you stupid dog You look like youre enjoying your curry. Here, let me help you.

Hmph

Yelp!

I pulled his tail.

Anyway, the curry diminished at a tremendous rate. Fran wont get mad at me later, right? I was a little worried when I saw Alistair and the others gorging on the curry.

I glanced at Fran lying on the couch in the corner of the dining room with me in her arms. Then Frans nose started to sniffing around. Immediately after, Frans eyelids slowly open.

Unyucurry smell

I- Im treating everyone.

wanya eat

Youre not making any sense. However, it cannot be helped. Its been less than an hour since you fell asleep, right? You must still be insanely sleepy. And yet you still reacted to curry

It seems that she has more of an appet.i.te than the desire to sleep.

Ill take out the curry plate. But I just dont see Fran getting up.

Muyumiyu

Fran?

Curry

She was too sleepy to move. Id like to tell her to go to sleep now, but she wont be able to sleep comfortably until she had her curry.

It cant be helped

Hmm?

Here

I used telekinesis to wake Frans body. Then I fed her a spoonful of curry and brought it to her mouth.

MomumomuAaaaannn

Here

Mugumugu Aaaa

Yes, yes

Like a baby bird begging its parents for food, Fran opened her mouth when there was no more curry in her mouth. I fed curry little by little in her mouth.

Its cute to see Fran munching on her curry with drowsy eyes, and its getting a little fun. In the end, I fed her three bowls of curry.

Oh, can you use telekinesis for such dexterity?

I see. Thats why you can cook.

Somehow, they were impressed. Apparently, they were wondering how I cooked. Ive been taking it for granted, but I guess its a mystery for someone who didnt know me well.