“Alright, that should be fine.” Claire said this as soon as Asther showed the final results.
“Wait. Really?” Tyre asked in surprise. “We aren’t even gonna press further and ask him how he is able to use a seemingly high level of spell that should only be available to a blacksmith?”
“Yeah. I mean, he didn’t explain anything about how the scale could turn into that shape at all.” Parch added. “Heck, it doesn’t even look like a scale anymore. The surface is so smooth that you can mistake it for a tile in a mansion.”
“I sad...” Claire looked at the group with a bit of annoyance. “that should be fine.”
Parch and Tyre instantly folded. They didn’t bother saying anything more. As for Octavia, she is more than willing to follow what Claire wants. Zipping her lips shut and letting the saintess
