In a certain inn in the duchy, Yila lay on the bed... To be precise, a topless Yila lay on the bed, with both her Magic Armor and underwear hanging on a nearby rack.
The young goddess sat on the bed next to the prone Yila, her eyes fixed on his smooth back as she ran her hand over it... Then, seemingly noticing something, she pressed gently on a particular vertebra of Yila's spine.
"..."
At this moment, the young goddess truly realized that Yila was not powerless. Beneath her fingertips lay highly concentrated Mana and the "Crown Name" that could be misunderstood with the World Tree. Once these were released...
Yila's power level could almost match that of the gods.
"Is this the first... wing column?"
Saying this, the young goddess looked at the obedient and quiet Yila. Her fingernail slid across Yila's back and pressed on the second wing column, saying, "And this is the second."
