What Is the Art of Compromise?

Muramasa Reion: ?!!

Her eyes seemed to widen slightly. What the hell was this wizard doing?

"Are you joking?"

She could not help but question him.

—A Grandmaster existed in the unknown domain. That was a calamity that had to be resolved.

If they could not resolve that—

Then all subsequent plans would be empty talk.

She had come here to hear this wizard's views on the Grandmaster, as well as his countermeasures.

Not to listen to this guy cracking jokes here!!!!

It really was a joke.

After all, if efficiency were the goal, he could just borrow the monkey's magic power and make one jump to complete the racial transformation.

Russell thought.

But clearly, that was not something he could say aloud.

After all—

He was here to make this near-godly woman cough up a huge pile of gold.

The man smiled lightly.

"I am not joking."

"Do you know?"

"In mysticism, twins often share a powerful connection."

As he spoke, Itsori could not help raising her head slightly.

As her head lifted, her clothes slid downward as well, making Muramasa Reion's eyelids twitch.

"Twins?"

"Kotori and Maki... mm—"

She mentioned her biological younger sister and adoptive younger sister, then abruptly clenched Tokisaki Kurumi's hand.

—The newly applied potion, smeared across her spine, brought an especially startling chill.

"It was merely an analogy."

The man said.

"Generally speaking, people related by blood all share some sort of mystical connection."

"And a bloodline transformation brings racial memories... The massive influx of racial memories is both a blessing and a torment to the individual."

"So, when conducting similar experiments, one often needs someone with a close mystical connection to the subject undergoing transformation to share the burden."

The wizard spoke with a smile.

"The mystical connection between you and Itsori is