But she didn't know, nor did she care.
At that moment, as the Shire Scripture Draft, she was desperately trying to respond to Shirek's call, but all she got in return was indifference.
Even after the Divine Descent, Shirek never looked at her again, tossing her aside like a rag that had been used up.
Struggling, she finally managed to make a response, her entire being bursting with the power of the Shire Scripture.
At that moment she even managed to suppress the myriad forces that had already corroded her body to the point of riddling it with holes.
No need to do anything, my master, just use me once more, just once more.
The Draft Maid let out one final cry, and then, after the Divine Descent, Shirek grabbed hold of her again.
At that moment, she burst into tears of joy.
As long as her master used her, she would not have to return to that Spiritual Body World which imprisoned her; that way she would...
Wait, what are you doing!
