I pulled away from Celeste for a moment. “Wait, how did you recognize me anyway. We no longer are bonded, and my face.”
I touched my face, confirming that it was still the modified face of the Osterian.
Celeste put on a smug expression. “Does Master think he can hide from me? I could smell Master’s scent and hearing Master’s sounds the second you stepped out of the Portal. I was just finishing my evolution, so I’m sorry for not appearing right away.”
“That’s right, did you have to interrupt your evolution?”
“Nope! I finished properly! I’m now a… uh… I don’t know, what am I, Master?” She looked at me brightly.
I used God and Devil Eye on her and raised an eyebrow. “An Aeolus?”
“No clue… it’s probably good though. Your Master Wind Magician hit level 85, while the other magician jobs have hit 55, 80, and 100 respectively.” I explained as I went through the flood of information to enter my mind while filing away extra goodies like Celeste’s erogenous zones.
“He’s the one who attacked Boss. Take him out!” A fairy shouted.
The fairies rose like a swarm of angry bees, swooping down at us. I turned to my sword, which was still sitting somewhere between me and Astria’s collapsed body, but Celeste had a mostly annoyed face.
“No.” She simply ordered.
All of the fairies fell out of the sky like their wings could no longer hold them. It was like Celeste had simply denied them flight. They fell to the earth in long shouts, but just before they hit the ground, they were caught by a blanket of wind that gently placed them down. Celeste was too strong! I knew that I wasn’t the one that should be saying that, but I wasn’t confident I could win against her in a fight. Without the strength of Alysia, I knew that I couldn’t be a match at all.
“Now, let’s fix this.” Celeste waved her hand again, and the spell that was transforming my face dispersed, revealing my true face.
“Master, she used mana to chop apart the spell controlling your face transformation.” Alysia, who was more sensitive than me to mana after her transformation, was able to see how she did it.
I couldn’t have taken the spell apart so quickly on my own, but Celeste seemed to do it with ease. Celeste reached out and touched my cheek, a loving smile in her eyes. I reached out and touched her as well.
“M-m-master?” A voice broke out.
Our growing scene had been interrupted again as Astria seemed to have regained consciousness. She was now staring at me, her eyes locked on me in wonder. She let out a cry and then began to race to me. Compared to Celeste, who had struck me like a bullet, her movements were sloppy as she stumbled. The entire time, she cried and wept. It was supposed to be the mother who was strong and resilient, while the daughter was emotional and needy, but for some reason their roles had switched.
“Astria, I’m sorry for doubting you.” I held out my arm.
“No! It’s my fault! I’m so sorry, Master!”
Astria dived into my arm, breaking into sobs as she cried against my shoulder. With both fairies in my arms, I felt a bit closer to regaining everything that I had lost.