This did not mean that gods became one hundred percent mortal.
Because gods were fundamentally different.
Just as a dragon, even with its wings broken, still had scales whose hardness and strength whose immensity were beyond the reach of ants.
Especially Haimo.
-An innate, ultimate understanding of every art in the world.
Even if Lefiya demonstrated magic before Haimo only once.
Even if it was only once.
With Haimo's ultimate understanding of every art in the world.
He could instantly analyze and completely master everything, from its principles and structure to the rhythm of its chant.
Thus, Loki was effectively trying to bundle up all the magic Lefiya knew and give it to Haimo.
As for Lefiya.
If Haimo was in a good mood and gave her a little guidance during the process.
For Lefiya, it would absolutely be a once-in-a-lifetime blessing.
It could be called killing three birds with one stone.
Unfortunately.
All these twists and turns.
Were clearly beyond the innocent elf girl, who was blushing and whose head was full of wild thoughts.
Although she did not understand exactly how it would work, that did not stop Lefiya's rich imagination from running wildly off the rails in her mind.
Could it be...
Lady Loki wanted to offer me as a sacrifice to please this dangerous-looking god?
Like those scenes in myths where an innocent girl was offered to an evil dragon?
Boo-hoo-hoo...
No!
I'm a virtuous elf who has vowed to follow Miss Ais!
How could my entire future be decided so vaguely in this little private room in a café!
At that thought.
The string called reason in Lefiya's mind snapped completely.
Her whole face turned as red as a ripe tomato, as though juice might drip from it at any moment.
Her large, deep-blue eyes,