Murphy and Maxim came out of the reception room five minutes later.
Since it was his first time using "Temporal Banishment," Murphy hadn't gauged the strength properly, and had exhausted himself completely.
After all, the spell didn't consume psionic energy, but the user's "stamina bar." Murphy was clearly a vampire with stamina to spare, so poor Maxim had to relive five minutes of his infancy.
Even more terrifyingly, Maxim had been fully conscious for that entire five minutes.
As he "learned" to crawl again, he finally returned to his normal size from that awkward state. However, General Maxim firmly refused to offer any further explanation regarding his new trousers and clothes.
Murphy had changed clothes too, but that was his own fault.
"What an evil power!"
Maxim's loyalty wouldn't allow him to curse out his master, but he still sighed with a stony expression.
"But I have to admit, this power means you no longer need to fear anyone trying to get close enough to assassinate you. Still, I must say that using such a spell on your own servant is inhumane, Master.
If you want to punish me, you can always pick up a whip."
"I already apologized! Good heavens, Max, considering you ruined a perfectly good outfit of mine, can't you be a little magnanimous and pretend none of that happened?"
Murphy rubbed his aching forehead and grumbled.
For the first time, the usually reserved Maxim contradicted him.
"Easy for you to say. You weren't the one who wet yourself, Mother of Midnight above! Those five minutes destroyed both my honor and the warrior's code I've always upheld. From that perspective, your new power can inflict a terrifying double blow on an enemy's body and mind.
Please use it with the utmost caution."
"I promise there won't be