"..."
Lanci looked at Zestira, his prepared speech once again lodged in his throat.
You have a great misunderstanding about Talia, young lady.
Lanci couldn't help but want to tell her that.
Zestira was actually quite similar to Talia. Both were combat-oriented, aside from their distinct types of magic and innate magic. Even their speech mannerism and demeanor were alike.
Perhaps she didn't need to work so hard. If things developed naturally this way, she might end up being a member of the Demon Race like Talia.
However, Lanci always felt something was slightly off.
It seemed like Zestira was always thinking about making an effort to change herself...
"Such specialization is indeed possible, but usually demons who are adept at toying with minds and have vile personalities excel in this direction. Dragon Demons who excel in combat don't often choose this."
Lanci gently informed Zestira of this.
This was a far cry from her idol.