"Mr. Derek, you're really... really too much!"
Sarah's two eyebrows were so furrowed that they almost fused together. She glared at Derek furiously, her little face red with anger.
Derek shrugged noncommittally as he sat on a chair in front of Sarah's desk, while the faceless woman had been tossed aside. She currently had her head down, afraid to speak.
This was Master Cobra's Heroic Spirit. She had acquired rudimentary awareness, but she was still far from being able to act independently.
So as long as Master Cobra wanted to save his Heroic Spirit, he must come here—this level of Heroic Spirit wouldn't be able to withstand the cost of an emergency summon back to her summoner's side.
Seeing that Derek didn't talk, Sarah could only sulk in the corner, but she couldn't help her curiosity and soon ran to the faceless Heroic Spirit again.
