Atlas made a quick bow of her head.
“Don’t worry about it.” (Naofumi)
Another slave peeked at us from a crack in the carriage. I could hear a small voice exclaiming something about a beauty.
She hasn’t been completely cured yet, but she should be soon. As expected of the Yggdrassil medicine, the results are extraordinary.
“And there you have it, Fohl. You understand, right?” (Naofumi)
“…..Yeah.” (Fohl)