Fairy Delilah shook her head, her gaze as gentle and forgiving as ever.
"Silly girl, you are my disciple. When a disciple asks for help from her Master, is there ever a question of urgency or importance? Whatever you are unsure of, any decision you find hard to make, you can always ask your Master for guidance. I will certainly clear all obstacles for you."
When she reached the last sentence, her tone suddenly grew stern.
The oppressive aura around her grew colder, pressing down directly on Derek Lindman.
Derek Lindman was already out of breath, and now he couldn't even straighten his back under the pressure.
"Mercy, mercy, Fairy Delilah, I dare not! I will dare not in the future, I beg the Fairy to spare me!"
If he had confronted Fairy Snow, perhaps he could have bluffed a few more words.
But facing Fairy Delilah, a Powerhouse like her, he didn't dare to be reckless.
At the moment, he just hoped to get away, or better yet to go unnoticed.
