"All right, I sent the distress message as you requested. Belain did not ask any questions. I think he'll be here soon."
After taking little time to properly send out the rescue signal, Dai'ya, standing straight but with a somewhat restrained gaze, gently put away her magic crystal card.
It was clear that although this Legendary girl had broken free of Mestur's mental control with the power of the "Wailing Soul," she still found it difficult to remain sufficiently calm and rational when facing many matters. Although the "Phantom Spirit Magic Mirror" could barely maintain her composure before the person she adored, the glistening in her eyes made it obvious that she was deeply worried about the coming Morningstar battle.
It was a rather complicated worry. Poor Dai'ya was not only concerned for Kane's safety; she was also worried about her own future, as well as the future of her "companion." After all, no matter how lacking in common sense she might be, the "Phantom Spirit Magic Mirror," now a Legend herself, knew perfectly well how dangerous and perilous battles between Legendary powerhouses could be.
Perhaps deep down, she had also vaguely sensed the Chairman's profound dissatisfaction with her.
"Once this is over, will we really have a chance to stay together forever? I won't obey Mestur's orders anymore, and I don't want to be dragged into the conflicts of the Multiverse again... Thousands of years ago, I saw a beautiful plane in the Astral Sea filled with heather trees. Once everything is over, how about we go there together and see the sea of flowers? In the Mage Guild's 'Academy,' brightly colored bouquets are the contraband girls love most. That Minor Plane has so, so many of them..."
Slightly raising her head to look at the mad knight standing