Before the battle had even begun, among the girls watching, Asta, Bronya, and the others who were relatively weaker had already begun to feel the pressure. Breathing, the most ordinary instinct, had become a difficult task that required conscious effort.
This was merely spiritual oppression.
Hua Yi was preparing to further alter the transmission method and eliminate the Emissary-level pressure, but Asta, seated beside him, grabbed his hand and slowly shook her head.
If I couldn't even observe an Emissary battle taking place across different spaces, with its effects already weakened, then I'd be far too useless.
How could I stay by Hua Yi's side in the future!
My strength is weak, and my wisdom cannot compare to Madam Herta's, but at the very least... at the very least, I have to be able to massage Hua Yi's shoulders and back!
Asta stared intently at the projection with her big eyes while wrapping an arm around Hua Yi's and gently massaging his muscles.
A wonderful way to relieve stress.
Massaging Hua Yi made herself feel more relaxed instead.
Unfortunately, Hua Yi only had two hands.
After Asta and Bronya claimed them, there was nothing left for the other girls~
Robin sat one row behind Hua Yi. Without realizing it, she leaned forward and gripped the back of his seat, using it to relax her nerves.
The atmosphere in the carriage had already changed, while within the Godfall Sword's space, endless Destructive Aura clustered around Phantylia as she expanded into a majestic form capable of playing with stars.
The heliobus known as the essence of starlight was now crushing the stars.
Phantylia became the eye of a destructive storm. Path power surged and erupted, roaring through the simulated space as it spread into a realm of annihilation.
Across from Phantylia, the