Chapter 167 - Its A Bird! Its A Plane! No! Its Primis Flapping Her Arms! (1/2)

Foel noticed MF having a shocked expression about what was happening from afar. She ceased her amused grin and put on her usual poker face.

Primis actually had a couple of successful tries with her unorthodox flying form, but this didn't change the fact that it was too ridiculous to be perceived in front of someone. Thankfully, her focus was so powerful that her brain didn't input anything that did nothing to the progress of her goal.

So she didn't know that Tuli was on the edge of laughing uncontrollably back then.

Foel put her palm on her cheek, trying to act a little bit saddened. ”Tuli, how could you do this to Primis?”

Tuli instantly stopped her hazardous chortling. ”W-wait, Madam Foal, what do you mean? I didn't do anything!”

”Tricking our pure Primis into doing such a thing.” Foel clicked her tongue again and again. ”Truly, benefiting your origin as a Hellspawn.”

”I see, so this is Tuli's doing.”

The Ouroboros appeared behind both of them, undetected as she was shrouded by a barrier made out of divinity. Her rather disgruntled yet soft voice appeared out of nowhere and it struck an uncomfortable chord against Tuli's psyche.

”M-master Ouroboros!? What do you mean by my doing!?” Tuli was confused for a while before her head was able to wrap up the sudden slander that was thrown by the cheeky tanomobi. ”Wait! It's not my fault! I didn't do anything! I swear!”

Using the move that she stole from her wife, MF grabbed the hellspawn head and slammed it onto the deep ground, planting Tuli stiffly like a carrot.

”I've already given you the responsibility of guiding Primis onto the right path, and here I saw you letting my Primis venture on the absurd form of flying technique and grinning idiotically without doing anything.”

It was vague but MF and Foel could hear the muffled 'FORGIVE ME!' from the ground.

Of course, Ouroboros knew what was happening but it wouldn't be as fun if Tuli didn't suffer any bullying or two. She did feel bad though, and it still won't stop her from planting the hellspawn's head.

”Thank goodness that I'm here, or else Tuli would teach her more unnecessary things that hinder Primis' progress instead.” Foel slightly grinned in a cheeky manner.

”Indeed. Because of this, I'll be personally giving Tuli a 'present' after Primis breakthroughs her hurdle.” MF smiled.

Tuli's perception was strong enough to hear those two from the ground. She could only cry silently the moment that her master decided to give her a 'present' later.

However, the 'present' within Tuli's mind and the one that MF meant was totally different. Tuli thought that the 'present' meant punishment, MF meant it literally and she wanted to reward Tuli for her hard work in being a good mentor and friend for Primis and the others.

'I want to become a plant for a while…'

So far, only Foel was able to detect MF. This use of divinity technique used by true divine deities was mind boggling as it covered the whole surface of existence for the vessel to be undetected by all means except by the soul and subconscious perception such as the one that Foel could do.

At first she did it because it was theoretically possible, but after more interaction with her deities friend, she found out that it was the exact way on how deities conceal themselves from their followers.

Caressing her chin, MF wondered if she could utilize this ability to somehow conceal the whole Ouranos Citadel and add more layers to Domeniul Ceresc.

She wanted to immediately work on this but there was a more important matter at hand.

”Did both of you seriously let her Primis use that form?” MF nervously sneered.

”Primis is a smart child.” Foel folded both of her arms. ”I see no problem so far and Primis is still in the Mana Gathering Phase. She has great potential and it's too soon to guide her strictly and strip all of her curiosity off trying new things.”

”Well, we're not getting chased by anything yet and it's better this way.” MF gazed at the struggling Ourarian, trying so hard on imitating the bird of freedom. ”Having her arrived in this world, learning how to cultivate mana and doing something that I really wanted to achieve after so many years, had brought more happy tears than what my eyes could hold.”

While they were talking, Primis managed to let herself glide on the air above five meters albeit at a slower velocity than a flying squirrel. Her face was beaming with a wide smile and sparkly eyes, having to feel that best feeling of seamlessly combining with the sky like a fluid.

”I'M FLYING!”

With a stupidly happy grin, MF sprawled her rocket wings again and swiftly maneuvered outside of Primis' perception and eventually onto her behind, picking her up by the waist like a big aircraft towing a smaller one in the night sky.

MF helped Primis by extending her gliding time this way, giving more chances to Primis to learn how to steer herself. Pursing her lips and shutting her eyes, Primis flapped her arms again and again. She thought that it would increase her speed and height by doing so.

”How does it feel like flying like a bird?”