Eiro and Arc entered the demon's study, where the others were still waiting, as Bavet seemed to be slowly recovering again. He was breathing heavily as if on instinct, since he didn't actually need to breathe at all.
"Leon is asleep again, everything should be fine now. It seems like he's been doing this since we left." Eiro explained, before turning around to his son, "And I brought Arc with me."
"I'm glad that the little brat is fine, but I'm not! Do you even know how uncomfortable that was?!" Bavet practically screamed out, and Eiro proceeded to just glare back at him for a moment, "Don't call my son a brat, will you?" He said with a wry smile, before stepping up to the slime. He pressed his hand onto his head, and proceeded to make his mana course through Bavet's body. A moment later, all the issues within his body had been corrected, since Eiro just manipulated the liquids with his mana.
