Page | 13 Zanoba had probably never dreamed Orsted would be here, of all places. I should have told him earlier, but just hadn’t had the chance. It didn’t look like he had any real injuries, at least. Orsted must have gone easy on him. “At the end of our battle, he swore he wouldn’t let me get my hands on this armor. Said he had to make sure to deliver it to you. That’s why he crawled the rest of the way to it. He certainly has taken a liking to you.” “Oh, Zanoba!” I immediately leaned over him and used my healing magic. Since he had no external injuries, it wasn’t much good, but I wanted him to sleep peacefully, at least. Actually, now that I think about it, Orsted just left him out here in the open after he collapsed? Maybe he’s more merciless than I gave him credit for. “Uh, so he will wake up eventually, right?” “I put him to sleep using hypnosis magic passed down through the Nuka Tribe. He should awaken in a few hours.” Ah, so that’s what he used on Zanoba. I wonder exactly what kind of magic that is… Very intriguing. Could this hypnosis magic also allow the user to manipulate a person’s actions? Like, if I used it on Sylphie and commanded her to lift up her skirt, would she do it? I don’t need hypnosis magic for that, though. She’d do it if I asked. In fact, if that was what I wanted, I needed to get her a skirt. A miniskirt would be best. One of those frilly, fairy-like ones would suit her best, surely. Besides, if hypnosis magic was that powerful, Orsted would probably be using it a lot more. Putting someone to sleep was probably the extent of its usefulness. “Come inside. Let’s resume our discussion from yesterday,” said Orsted as he disappeared back into the cottage.