Moss lay on top of the carriage, gazing at the light filtering through the gaps between the leaves.
The occasional gazes coming from her surroundings made her sigh inwardly.
As expected, I really shouldn't stand out too much. I went a little overboard just now and attracted some attention.
But if she didn't deal with that pack of wolves as soon as possible, the wave of monsters that followed would certainly make things even more dangerous.
She wasn't a saint, but neither was she the sort of person who would choose not to save someone when she was capable of doing so.
Still, it's not too bad. I didn't reveal too much of my overall strength. I only used thirty percent of it. I'll just be more careful from now on.
Anlia and the others haven't shown any strange reactions toward me either. I can continue traveling with them for the time being.
Moss raised her hand and looked at the black-and-purple patterns on the back of it. Her thoughts began to wander.
The Black Crystal Mist consumes so little energy. With all ten spheres activated, even my Magic Power can sustain it for more than ten minutes. That's already long enough...
The Sorcery Fist I developed also performed quite well in actual combat. I can continue researching it in greater depth...
Right! Little Ball sent me a message earlier. It has already split into two Slimes... It probably won't be long before they form a sizable group...
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the leaves overhead. Her mind gradually emptied as drowsiness slowly took over her consciousness.
However, just as Moss was about to fall asleep, a crisp voice suddenly rang out beside her ear:
"Hey, what's your name?"
"Huh!"
Moss instantly woke up and sat upright,