Chapter 209 - Volume 9 (2/2)

“Betty, are you done over there?”

“Yes, I’m done here. It took a long time, but…”

“Yeah, that dress looks good on you.”

Betty has really become pretty over the last two years. She was two years older than me. That meant she was 15 years old now, but I think she has really grown up and would look great standing next to Timothy.

“…So don’t make that miserable face.”

“But…”

Betty blinked her eyes and hung her head low. It was a real shame because she’s a beautiful girl.

The reason why Betty was so tired was because it was so hard to adjust her dress. However since for the most part it was Betty’s fault, she can’t complain.

I don’t know where she heard it from, but Betty asked me to ‘strengthen her chest armor’.

Betty wasn’t small in any way, but she’s still being looked down on by her big breasted sisters who were still actively trying to get to Timothy. And Shelly, who was no more than 14 years old who was also by her side, didn’t look like she was a 14 years old with that size.

I made a very clear explanation already, you know? There was a difference in growth between individuals.

My technique was an application of ‘otherworldly wisdom’ only from our perspective. It had the effect of promoting growth but it could only work when there was room for growth.

It was a very elaborate and advanced magic. It applies sacred magic to [Regenerate] and [Revitalize] substances that have stopped growing in the chest, and use [Recovery] and [Healing] to promote growth that have been stopped.

So it has no effect on people who have no more room to grow…for example, Tina.

Presently, there was a “secret trick”. However, the special sponge that Tina developed was a “sub-object” that invaded and parasitized the human body, which is why I banned its use on everyone involved, including Tina.

It’s not dangerous, but it may be troublesome? I told Betty that, but her determination remained the same and I had no choice but to spea the secret name “Holy Mother’s Mercy.”

When asked if it was success or failure, I could only say that it was a success for the time being. We didn’t see that much of growth, but she was very pleased that she was able to get a little cleavage.

After all, the dress worn by us senior aristocratic ladies was a lady’s battle uniform.

It was totally made from scratch depending on the order after careful measurement. The “grade” was different from the high-quality ready-made products that the lower class aristocrats bought.

It’s a weapon to annihilate the enemies who fight on the cruel and bloody battlefield and to survive.

It may only be a few centimeters, but even if it’s just a few centimetres, you still have to modify your dress so that the blade deviates from your heart by that small difference.

Seems like all of Betty’s seamstresses will have to stay up all night…. I felt sorry for the seamstresses.

Betty’s struggles were self-inflicted. But It’s such a cute silly thing to do.

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