Medea had no issues.
Even though she used the Ability of Thought Implant, what she said contained no mistakes.
At this stage, clamping onto Aske's coattails was indeed her best option for swiftly raising her Level and strength.
Next, it was time to talk to Eleanor. Even without asking, Aske knew where she would be at this time.
Certainly, she'd be at the clearing on the west side of the mountain summit, studying the Holy Sword technique.
Sure enough, as he approached the clearing, Aske saw the blonde Knight from a distance. She was wielding a Longsword, radiating white light, ceaselessly slashing at a target in front of her.
With each strike of the sword on the target, the white light would burst forth explosively. Eleanor stood with her sword drawn back, silent for a long moment, showing no sign of frustration or despair before she began to gather her Will once more.
Perhaps it was just because she had failed so many times that she had become numb to it.
