"Lady Dorothy, welcome back. Lady Denisha has assigned me as your personal assistant for the time being. Please feel free to instruct me as you wish, no matter what the request; I will strive to fulfill it,"
The next day, a familiar black figure knocked on Dorothy's door. She began with a sincere ninety-degree bow, then said with humble yet slightly excited emotion.
"Um, Koreya? You've grown so much?"
For this, Dorothy felt somewhat conflicted.
The person before her was none other than the Black Sheep Sage of future generations, who was also the first Magic Girl she had ever created.
Oh, she should probably be called a Magic Armored Girl now. Or more formally, "Magic Armored Knight."
This sudden leap across hundreds of years really made her somewhat uncomfortable. In her memory as a homebody witch, Koreya was a teenager just a few days ago, with a goofy, cute goat-face, but now...
