"So, tell me, Beruel... after hearing all of that, aren't you dying of curiosity?" Kuzon smiled, turning his focus to the dazed Fairy King.
"W-what...?"
The old Fairy was trying his hardest to hide it, but how could he deny the deep impression that Ana had made on him?
She was unlike any other.
"Don't you want to see how she'll go about improving your current condition? Even better... don't you want to see what she'll be able to achieve? The limits she'll be able to exceed, especially with your assistance?"
Beruel couldn't deny the prospects.
Ana was still young—she barely looked anything like a teenager, but Beruel didn't think she was a child either.
There was a lot of room for growth.
'Especially in some... proportions.'
"H-hey! What are you looking at? Why are you squinting your eyes? What's taking you so long to think about it? I answered your question, right? Make your choice already!"
