Yet she had already reached the point where she could appear before others in this form, which meant...
"At her age, she must have tempered her body to an incredible degree, which was why she chose to disguise herself."
After all, as a master of training and instruction, if she had not truly honed her body to a level that satisfied her and allowed her to handle trouble and danger,
she would never have faced others in such a weaker, more inconvenient form.
Although she utterly despised her true appearance, compared to her own safety,
her life was obviously more important.
So, once someone as clear-headed and rational as her chose to disguise her appearance like this,
it meant her strength and training had already yielded considerable results.
"And she must have gained some insight into teaching and training as well, or she wouldn't have started taking disciples..."
Mog watched with a thoughtful expression.
The little princess beside him seemed to sense Mog's gaze as well.
When she turned and saw Mog—
"Eek~!!"
She let out a sweet, startled cry, then immediately put on an act and raised both hands protectively before her chest.
She shuffled away from Mog, intending to keep her distance from him first.
Then she looked at him with a pitiful gaze full of fear and wariness.
Those watery little eyes, as though she might burst into tears at any moment, truly made one feel pity for her.
Mog, who knew exactly what she was like: "..."
Still, she really was a Transmutation Type.
If Mog had not known what kind of person she was, he might genuinely have been fooled by that performance.
But since she wanted to keep playing this way, he might as well play along.
"Sorry, miss, but I think you may