Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2096: Making her a supervisor (3)

A subtle grin formed on my lips upon witnessing that, only for it to vanish in an instant.

Nevertheless, she remained quite distant from achieving true mastery in this matter.

Although the forces of creation divine energy had emerged victorious, this victory didn't imply that she had fully refined the technique.

The feedback from the orb during her utilization revealed plainly that it wasn't functioning at its maximum capacity.

Beyond the orb's divine energy not reaching peak levels, Dorothy was deliberately restraining her corruption energy. Precisely due to this restraint, she managed to wield the divine energy in this manner.

She had uncovered the key insight, yet complete dominance over it eluded her still.

This required ongoing trials to unlock the orb's complete potential.

Rushing the process wouldn't yield results.

The mere accomplishment of this advancement deserved commendation.

However, for her to press on, an action on my part was necessary first.

"Alright, it’s time to take a break."

This time, I ensured my voice carried far enough for Dorothy to catch it.

Initially, no response came from her, but at last, she swiveled to face me.

Upon turning, her gaze held an expression that silently posed a question.

I withheld the response she sought, extending my hand instead to retrieve the orb from her grasp.

It was only after securing the orb that I offered a nod, affirming the inquiry in her eyes.

Seeing this affirmation, Dorothy's features twisted into utter astonishment, soon shifting as if she yearned to voice another query.

Yet before words could escape, I declared, "I told you that we would suppress it together. This is the method that I’ve found and it only seems to work with creation attributed divine energy. So work hard to master this."

Dorothy retained that stunned expression, but she soon responded with a resolute nod.

Indeed, this marked the inaugural discovery of a viable aid for her affliction.

Suppressing her inner corruption energy with divine energy wasn't impossible; rather, it offered little benefit while merely accumulating more corruption within her, exacerbating the issue.

The core difficulty lay in the agony it inflicted upon her, concealed though she kept it.

This girl had matured concealing numerous secrets, shaped by her upbringing's harsh surroundings.

Rose had shared these insights with me regarding Dorothy, expressing her desire to foster trust, assuring Dorothy of our harmless intentions and the safety in confiding.

Yet, those barriers wouldn't crumble without effort.

Now, however, I had devised a means to alleviate her pain, even without her voicing the torment explicitly.

Once I infused the orb with energy, I returned it to Dorothy, who immersed herself in it anew.

I observed intently as she manipulated the orb to unleash the divine energy.

My focus centered on her command over the divine energy's emission from the orb—or more accurately, on monitoring the orb's internal divine energy reserves.

The corruption energy's role was to substitute for the toll exacted when utilizing divine energy by another. Such was the nature of creation divine energy; it defied easy use by outsiders.

Throughout the process, the orb's divine energy remained undiminished.

I anticipated a prolonged adjustment period for Dorothy, but on her second attempt, she grasped the method perfectly, compensating precisely with corruption energy without shortfall.

Her seamless handling suggested total command over both divine and corruption energies.

"She really is talented." The words slipped from me involuntarily as I beheld her display.

Queenie had watched closely at the outset, yet boredom overtook her midway. Dorothy's routine involved repeating the action while gradually amplifying the corruption energy employed.

With the core concept secured, refinement came through repetitive practice for smoother execution.

This held no appeal for Queenie.

Her interest stemmed solely from the novelty, now faded...

I continued observing Dorothy's practice, but eventually interjected, "Alright, it’s time to stop."

Dorothy's utter absorption in the orb demanded two calls to draw her notice. Even then, her intense concentration hinted at reluctance to cease.

Still, I insisted, "It’s already dark, it’s time to get some rest. There’s no point in exhausting yourself for this."

Though Dorothy appeared hesitant to halt, my unyielding expression left no room for debate.

Thus, she reluctantly set the orb aside and departed alongside me.

Even so, as we exited, she cast a final longing glance back at the orb.

Her expression mirrored a child's sorrow at parting from a cherished plaything.

...

"She’s gone!"

I jolted awake amid the night, startled by the exclamation.