The Noble who had run out so suddenly when Wolfe offered to help his daughter ran back in with one of the maids, carried in his arms like she was a sack of cloth and not a squirming person.
"Here she is. Fix her." The Demon insisted.
The maid was terrified and confused, dusted with flour from the kitchens, and looking around in fear of what was going to happen to her after she was pulled away from her work and into the social function for dignitaries.
"You can relax, nobody is going to get mad at you for being here. That man, who we can assume is your father, wanted me to help you with your growth. Now, I don't really specialize in growth, but I can help if your mana system has some damage." Wolfe explained.
She nodded wordlessly, and Wolfe began the process. As expected, there was a blockage in her mana system, similar to what the Witches were born with, a form of bloodline curse that stopped her from advancing.
