Bonds Between Teammates?

Hearing Yami's assurance, Carl finally smiled.

Although she knew that, given Yami's temperament, even if she had not asked him, as long as she revealed even a tiny bit of her Dark Magic, Yami would probably be generous enough to teach her quite a few things.

But how could that compare to the satisfaction of having Yami in her grasp right now?

After all, as captain, this guy was far too lazy. How could he be as miserly as Carl?

At that moment, Carl noticed that Yami's gaze—and everyone else's—had fallen on her.

She waved that finger and chuckled.

"The answer is simple."

"My magical attribute—could be said to be nonexistent."

Yami, standing nearby, nearly exploded on the spot. He was practically enraged and had just been about to say, "Bullshit," when Carl continued.

"Or, put another way, I can use every magical attribute."

"In other words—I'm all-attribute."

The moment Yami heard "all-attribute," he became somewhat unsettled.

He had seen bizarre talents before. He had even personally encountered someone as powerful as the Wizard King, Julius Novachrono.

Yet when Carl casually mentioned All-Attribute Magic, Yami still could not keep himself composed.

How could someone this absurd exist in the world?

If she could use every magical attribute, did that not mean Carl's growth had virtually no upper limit?

Only now did Yami finally understand what a terrifying freak Carl truly was.

Before, he had thought Carl was merely a gifted newcomer who improved quickly. But now, his expectations for her instantly soared countless times over. If someone like her could be fully trained, then Yami could truly take it easy.

No matter what kind of opponent they faced then, as long as Carl owed him enough favors, all he needed to say would be:

"Carl, go solve the problem."

Yami could not help revealing an exceedingly delighted smile.

Then, he frowned slightly and looked at Carl.

"What's with your physical combat ability, then?"

"This All-Attribute Magic... I can barely accept it. It's ridiculous, but the restrictions must be severe too."

Carl nodded and spoke to Yami again.

"Of course. The restrictions on All-Attribute Magic are indeed severe."

"But I can only say that the stronger my physical abilities become, the stronger my magic becomes accordingly."

"That is roughly the relationship."

Although Carl had not explained it particularly clearly, it was enough for everyone to fill in the blanks themselves.

At that moment, forget the others—even Yami's favorability toward Carl had clearly risen by quite a bit.

Yami stared at Carl so intently that her skin began to crawl.

Only when Carl could no longer resist asking what he wanted did Yami smile again.

"Carl, since you had this kind of potential, why didn't you show it sooner?"

Carl was immediately speechless.

If she could have shown it, she would have done so long ago, okay? If she had not been frantically raising favorability lately, where would she have gotten these abilities?

It was not like the thigh of a seductive beauty, something she could simply expose whenever she wanted.

At that moment, Yami's blazing gaze swept over everyone before he spoke.

"Then this time, Carl will still be your captain."

"Does anyone have any objections?"

The others all shook their heads in unison.

What kind of joke was that?

Carl might be a newcomer, but her strength was already ridiculously overpowered.

Following Carl, at the very least, when she ate meat, everyone else could still get some soup.

Just look at Vanessa and Noelle.

Take Noelle first.

She had gone from being a useless member of a great family who could not even control her own magic power to becoming a core member of the squad.

Especially after gaining complete control over her Water Magic, the destructive power displayed by that immense magic power was enough to make everyone jealous.

Then there was Vanessa.

Everyone knew what she was usually like in the squad—drinking, and nothing but drinking.

Even if she was beautiful and had a killer figure, so what?

She had firmly belonged among the useless ones and had nothing whatsoever to do with the word "improvement."

But after going on one mission with Carl, guess what happened?

She had actually evolved. She had become stronger.

The strange, mysterious fluctuations of magic power radiating from her alone were already enough to leave everyone shaken.

And Carl herself was becoming increasingly outrageous in strength. At the very least, Vanessa and Noelle had both personally admitted that even together, the two of them could not defeat Carl.

With Carl leading the team now, everyone was naturally more than willing.

Only Luck, standing nearby, was nearly twisting his face into a ferocious grimace.

"Captain, what do you mean by this?"

"Please let me handle killing and fighting!!! I've been holding it in for a long time!"

"You wouldn't let me fight when those weaklings were pecking at each other before, and now you still won't let me fight. Are you trying to make me kill myself?!"

Luck's expression twisted as blue lightning continuously crackled between his fingers.

Yami immediately developed a headache.

"Luck, what you need to do most right now isn't fight."

"It's to rein in that temperament of yours."

"In other words—sit quietly. It'll help improve your temperament and abilities."

"But, Captain..."

Yami glanced at Luck.

"You really want to fight, huh?"

Luck nodded furiously.

"Fighting makes you happy, does it? You battle maniac."

Luck nodded forcefully again, and there was even a smile in his eyes.

But Yami abruptly changed the subject.

The next second, he grabbed the katana beside him and laid its black sheath directly against Luck's neck.

The rampant blue lightning around Luck instantly froze, and he shrank back completely.

"C-Captain... what are you doing?"

Yami smiled faintly.

"Since you want to fight so badly, why not fight me?"

"The Black Bulls' base has been a little short on magic power lately, anyway."

"If you lose, you'll release all your magic power at the base ten times."

Luck immediately shuddered.

The last time Yami punished him by making him release his magic power three times, he had been so drained that he could not get up for three days and nights.

This time, it was ten times—that was going to kill him.

Luck's expression immediately became extremely subtle.

After a moment of silence, he obediently said:

"Captain, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't have fought with them over it..."

Yami nodded in satisfaction, then pointed at Luck again.

"But don't lose heart."

"As it happens, I've been itching for a fight lately too."

"Don't worry, I'll be very careful. I won't kill you in one blow."

Luck immediately looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He looked at Carl pleadingly.

Carl had just been about to speak when Yami beat her to it.

"You should handle your own matters first. After all, I've handed nearly half the Black Bulls over to you."

"Remember, the bonds between teammates are the most important."

Carl nodded solemnly.

The next moment, her system panel completely opened.