Irena took out her wand and tapped Gray on the body.
"Eh?!"
Gray instantly felt much more at ease.
"I made a few adjustments to you," Irena said. "You're now more compatible with the ley lines themselves. Their power won't throw you into confusion anymore; instead, it'll support you. You're Super Gray now."
"Su-Super Gray?" Gray tilted her head. "Irena... you can even do something like that?"
That motion-sickness-like feeling Gray had been experiencing had indeed eased considerably.
But she still didn't really have any sense of what Irena meant by "Super Gray."
"Your situation is rather special, Gray. Your constitution can easily connect with the ley lines of this land. This railway itself runs along the ley lines—if I couldn't even do this, I wouldn't deserve to be called the Ashen Witch."
Irena folded her arms.
"I see. Thank you very much."
Gray roughly understood what had happened.
—Her body had been prepared for King Arthur. It was only natural that she would receive the support of the land in Britain.
"Then, I suppose it's about time I went to bed..."
Before Gray could finish, she saw Irena staring at her with sparkling eyes.
"Why sleep now? Get up and have some fun!"
Night had only just fallen. Going to bed now was certainly possible, but it wouldn't have been too early either.
Still, Irena's attitude clearly seemed somewhat alarming.
"But what about Professor?" Gray feared that, if she were not at his side, no one would protect Lord El-Melloi II. "Come to think of it, we're both the Professor's guards, right? Would this count as abandoning our posts?"
"..."
Irena's expression fell.
But then, Irena seemed to think of something.
"Got it!"
Irena took out a book.
"What is that?"
"—If you're worried someone might harm the Professor,