Creator God Tima's Overlord Journey

Aisha raised her hands and began at the top, unfastening the buttons of her outer garment one by one. After removing the outermost dress, she revealed the white short-sleeved shirt beneath.

Rolling up the hem of the short-sleeved shirt, Aisha slowly took it off, exposing a large expanse of skin on her upper body.

Aisha's skin was very fair. However, due to her long years of adventuring outdoors, it had grown somewhat rough from wind and sun. Her sleeves marked a clear boundary between the different shades on her arms; the parts that had not been exposed to the sun were a shade or two paler.

There were several faint scars on her left shoulder and both arms, traces left behind by injuries sustained as an adventurer. Though Aisha was not someone who scarred easily, these marks had remained. They were proof of the adventures she had gone through alongside her companions.

Although she was a magic caster, the girl possessed a sense of strength that did not pale in the slightest. Her right arm in particular was much sturdier than that of an ordinary sheltered young lady; when tensed, the contours of her muscles could even be clearly seen.

In a real adventure, neither faith-based priests nor magic casters could completely avoid using physical force, unless the party had exceptionally powerful frontline warriors.

Under normal circumstances, magic casters and priests also needed to use short swords or daggers. Some types of clerics even used brutal weapons such as maces or greatswords as their primary armaments.

Her chest was basically flat. Judging by her mother, she should have had considerable potential. It was unclear whether it was due to nutritional issues or wearing chest bindings too often.

Still, given Aisha's age, there was still hope that she might develop further.