Gabriel's battle process left everyone listening in a daze.
"You could actually rely on a curse making someone's hand slip, seize the initiative, and defeat your opponent?" Gray Porcelain looked utterly stunned.
After the shock passed, it suddenly thought of something else. "Does a Book Demon even have hands?"
Angel recalled what the Book Demon looked like and said frankly, "As I remember, Book Demons have no hands. That Book Demon holding 'Flame Mastery' before—the book floated in front of it."
In other words, Book Demons controlled their books with mental power, or some other invisible energy.
Yet Gabriel had cursed the Book Demon's "hand" to slip.
And in the end, the Book Demon really had "its hand slip" so badly that even the book it had summoned fell onto the floor.
What was that supposed to be?
Forcibly treating a Book Demon's mental power as a "hand"?
Faced with everyone's confusion, Gabriel was unconcerned. "Even though I said 'hand slip,' what I was thinking was for the Book Demon's book to fall to the ground. So it goes by what's in my heart. Isn't that normal?"
"How is that normal?" Gray Porcelain frowned. "Your talent is Dark Word Spirit, a word spirit! It's not wish fulfillment!"
Gabriel said, "It is a word spirit. Didn't I shout it aloud?"
Gray Porcelain said, "But what you shouted didn't match the actual effect!"
Gabriel said, "That doesn't matter."
"Just tell me, did I shout it or not?"
Gray Porcelain said, "..."
Seeing that Gray Porcelain and Gabriel seemed ready to start arguing again, Rabbit Girl sighed, walked over to Gray Porcelain, and gently patted its shoulder. "Think about how everyone evaluated the Hound Butler's mind-reading ability."
—It defied all reason.
"As a special talent on the same level as the Hound Butler's,