Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 197.2

Viro seemed to think that I had passed him, but I still have a lot to learn from him. I wouldn’t mention it because he would get carried away.

“Life is about learning. As long as I continue to learn, I can still be stronger.”

“What kind of practitioner are you, you?”

As I lay motionless on the ground of the ruins, Viro, crouching down, poked me with a branch-like object. …He was acting like a child. I could honestly respect him if it weren’t for these aspects of him.

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“What are you doing to my unsociable disciple?”

“What?”

Master Celeshura grabbed Viro by the head, who was standing right behind him, and Viro let out an involuntary yelp.

Master was not a person who often gets involved with people she didn’t know, but since he emphasized the word [Disciple], I assumed she knew Viro was a scout-type Master and came over to say hello.

“No, wait a minute, you’re hurting me!”

That was a rough greeting…

“…Master, are you done with Jesha?”

“Aria, my unsociable disciple, you are as reckless as that muscle girl. Well, her right arm is a mess, but it will be back to normal in three days.”

“I see.”

Ignoring the screaming Viro, Master and I continued our conversation.

I was glad that Jesha’s injuries were not that bad because she was planning to work in Khalfaan, since she told me that the town of Cutlass would most likely not be restored to its former state. She laughed and said that there would be no place for her in the Hogloss Chamber of Commerce and that she would have to start from scratch in the empire. But…

“…What is Jesha doing?”

“I don’t know.”

For some reason, Master smirked at me when she looked at Jesha and said so.

Jesha, with her motionless right arm still strapped around her shoulder, was not carrying her weapon and clinging to Dalton.

Dalton was a mountain dwarf like Jesha, and this time he was using a halberd because they were fighting in the desert, but he was basically an axe man like Jesha, so perhaps he was asking her to take care of his weapon.

“She was quite aggressive, I would say. Well, I welcome more girls in the group.”

Mira, who had been using spirits to ward off monsters, showed up and said so. As a forest elf, she seemed to have fought with Master a few times when she was known as war demon, and she spoke only to me, ignoring Master, to which Master muttered in disgust.

“You… you are old, much too old to be a ‘girl’…”

“I’m a hundred years younger than you!”

I didn’t care about Master’s or Mira’s age, but the two of them were ill-matched.

The Forest Elf and the Dark Elf had always been on bad terms, but they were not really at each other’s throats. They’ve decided not to be enemies now, but I’ve heard that Master didn’t dislike Mira from the start, and that’s why she teased him so many times on the battlefield, leading to the kind of relationship they have now.

I remembered that someone had told me that Mira had a laid-back personality when she was in the town of humans, but that she had become a little chubby after living for a hundred years.

Maybe she originally had this kind of personality. As I was surprised to see this side of her, I saw Viro, who had escaped in the nick of time, getting angry at Feld, who was stripping materials from the black dragon, and I let out an involuntary sigh, and beside me, Nero’s tail, who was lying down with his eyes closed, was swinging as if to give me a positive impression.