Lawrend was happy to see that his maids were improving a lot on their own. He watched Amene shoot her bow several more times before he returned to his room and decided to rest for the night.
Instead of sleeping, Lawrend controlled his mana and relaxed his body. He didn't want to sleep anymore after what happened the last time he did so. He would like to keep it to a minimum because he didn't know when the Goddess would try to attack him again.
…
The night quickly passed and Lawrend heard the door to his room open.
"Master, sorry for intruding on you. I have a question about my magic."
Lawrend opened his eyelids and stared at the black-haired woman standing inside the room. She stared at him with slightly cold eyes that had warmth concealed within them. Her footsteps were very light and hard to notice.
"That's rare." Lawrend mused to himself.
Aleshia nodded her head and walked closer to him.
"It's like this."
