Meeting with Aunt

After bidding farewell to the girls and securing Aria's staff, I made my way back to my room, ensuring to lock the door behind me as a precaution. 

With the staff in hand, I could feel the protective magic imbued within it activating, ready to defend its master at a moment's notice.

As I examined the staff, I couldn't help but marvel at its remarkable craftsmanship and the potency of its enchantments. 

'Truly whoever made you was someone out of this world'

'Even back on my previous world I can't imagine even the highest-ranking mage being capable of imbuing this much magic circles on a single item'

As always It was clear that this was no ordinary weapon; it was a powerful tool imbued with ancient magic and imbued with a fierce sense of loyalty to its master.

However, as it recognized me as its master's beloved, the protective magic softened, allowing me to handle it without fear of triggering its defenses.