"Teacher, I've shooed away the annoying vixens—I mean, pests. They didn't bother you too much, did they?" Cyrena Ashenborn asked with her head lowered in front of Vaan, expecting a pat from him.
Vaan glanced around before rubbing Cyrena Ashenborn's head as she wished.
"No, they didn't bother that much, but thank you anyway," Vaan smiled wryly.
Even if the group of young witches were bothering him, Vaan would have turned the inconvenience into an opportunity if Cyrena Ashenborn hadn't interrupted.
Nevertheless, Vaan was amused by Sabrina's concerns over her beauty.
As witches, their bodies were blessed and nourished by mana since birth, allowing them to possess superior qualities compared to ordinary humans.
Their bodies would grow until they hit their prime state. And from then, their appearance will remain unchanged as if they had stopped aging entirely.
Thus, even without beauty care, witches will achieve what would be considered their prime look with time.
