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Chapter 367 - Master's Transformation

Editor Makoto

 

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

 

“I don’t know if I can say I’ve succeeded……”

 

『What do you mean? It- It worked, didn’t it?』

 

“Not really. The number of skills wasn’t 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 don’t experience any pain when using them.

 

“Let’s do a thorough analysis once more.”

 

『Please』

 

Alistair analyzed me as Fran held me in her arms. I thought it would take a long time, but it didn’t seem to take that long to re-analyze it, as she had analyzed it in detail once. A few minutes later, Alistair’s 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 Cherubim’s residue. Maybe they’re 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, it’s possible that the master’s growth rate has been greatly reduced, and he’s 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 1000’s, 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 Fran’s sake, I’d rather have enhanced skills…』

 

Well, my strength isn’t my offensive power as a sword; it’s my skills. While it was honestly disappointing to hear that my growth rate has dropped, I was genuinely happy to see that the skill’s operational potential had been expanded further. Besides, it didn’t seem to have completely stopped growing, and there’s still hope for me.

 

“Apparently, Master’s internal structure was more flexible than I thought it would be. I didn’t expect the mysterious soul and the mysterious system to change as much as it did.”

 

『Hey, is that okay? Won’t the mysterious soul or mysterious system get overloaded this time?』

 

“Hmm. I can’t say whether it will be a burden or not. At least, not until we see how that affects us in the future…”

 

『Alistair too doesn’t know?』

 

“I do not know.”

 

Well, there’s a lot of things I don’t know about my body. I guess we’ll just have to agree that our immediate crisis is over.

 

『It’s not a complete solution, but it’s better than before, right?』

 

“I can assure you of that. The load on Master should have been lessened greatly.”

 


『Then I guess we’ll 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, I’ll just be glad to be safely back in Fran’s hands. Rather, that’s 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, isn’t it?”

 

“Ou, I want to eat it every day.”

 

“Woof!”

 

Fran was carried on Urushi’s back while I supported her with telekinesis. Urushi seemed to have had a good night’s 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 you’re enjoying your curry. Here, let me help you.

 

『Hmph』

 

“Yelp!”

 

I pulled his tail.

 

Anyway, the curry diminished at a tremendous rate. Fran won’t 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 Fran’s nose started to sniffing around. Immediately after, Fran’s eyelids slowly open.

 

“…Unyu…curry smell…”

 

“I- I’m treating everyone.”

 

“…wanya eat…”

 

You’re not making any sense. However, it cannot be helped. It’s 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 appetite than the desire to sleep.

 

I’ll take out the curry plate. But I just don’t see Fran getting up.

 

“Muyumiyu…”

 

『Fran?』

 

“…Curry”

 

She was too sleepy to move. I’d like to tell her to go to sleep now, but she won’t be able to sleep comfortably until she had her curry.

 

『It can’t be helped…』


 

“Hmm–?”

 

『Here』

 

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

 

“Momumomu…Aaaaannn”

 

『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.

 

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

 

“Oh, can you use telekinesis for such dexterity?”

 

“I see. That’s why you can cook.”

 

Somehow, they were impressed. Apparently, they were wondering how I cooked. I’ve been taking it for granted, but I guess it’s a mystery for someone who didn’t know me well.





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