"Norra Broll, Arnold One, the beast of London, your body structure is really impressive."

Avesbron's tone looked serious.

Nolra scratched her head.

Is this a compliment...well?

He noticed the strangeness of his hands.

How does it feel... different from the original one?

The hands are indeed different.

The most intuitive feeling is that it turns into a transparent ice blue arm.

It's as if it's made of ice... Wait, ice?

"It seems you have guessed."

Avesbron nodded.

"You had a fight with an opponent named Luslan before. The opponent's strength is stronger than you, so you lost."

"But you didn't die, you just lost your hands, that's all."

"I tried to create a new pair of arms for you through the magic materials I collected outside. Although the form may have changed a lot, the basic strength should not be weakened."

"Do you want to try it outside?"

In terms of transformation, Avesbrunn is still quite confident.

He put in more meticulous operations than creating a large number of puppets to recreate Nolra's arms that were almost the same as before, and at most it had some changes in the nature of power.

"I... don't worry, where are the elder sisters and the others? And Mr. Emperor, are they okay?"

Nolra did not care about her hands, but instead asked her about her companions' safety.

"Please rest assured, they are all very safe, otherwise I wouldn't have been summoned, right?"

"Ah, that's it..."

Nolra nodded in confusion.

Indeed, the feeling of contract has not been cut off.

"Then I'll go out and have a look!"

Nolra turned over and jumped off the bed, and ran out of the submarine.

Law Finch appeared next to Avesbron at some point.

“Are you really not considering participating in the transformation?”

Avesbron said straightforwardly, and Law Finch's face suddenly became stiff.

“If you were involved, I believe that the child would become stronger and pure.”
Chapter completed!