✧
“Tada. All healed. Done!”
On a bright morning, Jio, now satisfied, lifted her hands from Kido’s white, defined abs.
‘Mmm…… neat, clean, perfect!’
Because she wasn’t a holy-type healer, a magician’s healing spells were inevitably inferior in quality.
What’s more, because of her mana imbalance, Gyeon Jioh was vulnerable to control issues and knew only a very small set of spells at present.
And even those were all offensive……
Healing Kido’s perforated abdomen had been little more than a brute-force stitch-up, wringing out every last drop of nonexistent mana. The fact it worked was a miracle.
‘No star to back me u— no. Stop.’
Steadying the gloom rising again, Jio tipped her chin high and strutted.
“I knew it already, but, seriously, am I not a genius? Now have the Madonna escort this body. If you’re a fox, pay me back like a fox.”
“Remember this, Jio. Exactly one week. You’re only going for one week. Any longer and even we can’t cover you.”
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