Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul And here they are – two sheets of paper, filled up as much as they could.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul Tifa was now out of breath. Her MP was about to run out – any second now. Lina, on the other hand, was perfectly calm as she fended off Tifa attacks. Yeah… it’s more or less a wrap at this point.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul Gula gave no details about the benefit she was offering. Loren had tried to get her talking, but she had said nothing other than it would be something good.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “So… you use magic to keep your Familiar in a compressed space. Who’s the one mistreating her Familiar now, huh?!”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Guh – ngh – go – ho-! Can’t… move…!”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “And what did you come here for? It can’t be to stuff my lovely children into your bottomless stomach, right?”
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul ~~Forty Past Seven in the Afternoon, Third Day of the Fourth Month, Ninety-Fourth Year of the War Demon Calendar~~
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul Once I was done discussing matters with everyone – at least for the time being – I went out to visit my oh-so-dearly missed alma mater, the Magic University. By sneaking in, of course.
