CH 9

The Origin of the Ghost Moniker

Her robe, resembling a pale blue dress, undulated with an abundance of magical energy. Both the robe and the overcoat she wore were adorned with intricate embroidery, depicting delicate magical symbols in golden thread. Her eyes, opening slowly, resembled the color of the sky, a deep shade of blue.

Upon recognizing Egret, a warm smile graced her lips. “Nice to meet you, Master. I am a combat tactics class mana doll, an eliminator. You may call me Ellie. Would you prefer to be addressed as Master Egret… Ah what about Letty-sama?”

Still grappling to fully comprehend the situation, Egret nodded hesitantly.

This marked the first encounter between the girl raised as a tool and the girl created as a tool.

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Author’s Note:

Two people who were never meant to meet. Different times, different places, different circumstances. And yet…

Even so, there is meaning in their encounter at that moment.

Up next: The Girl Known as Mana Doll

For now, nobody knows the true significance of it.