Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2094: Making her a supervisor (1)

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Previously on Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure...
After a week, the red gem returned to normal, but the flame elementals gazed at Shota with unusual intensity, having learned of past events from their ancestors. He sensed a faint faith connection from them, akin to the Holy Empire's statue, prompting questions about divine followers. Departing amid their reluctance, with their home stabilized by corruption samples, Shota convinced his escorts to detour back to the Kite Kingdom by claiming a breakthrough in mass-producing divine energy weapons. Reuniting with Dorothy, he took her to Queenie's workshop and instructed her to infuse a divine energy sphere with her corruption energy to create weapons.

In the end, Dorothy grabbed the orb from me along with one of the molds on the table, yet she appeared clueless about handling these items.

She had picked them up solely because I instructed her to, which didn't imply she understood the next steps.

As she gripped the item longer, Dorothy's confusion only grew regarding her task.

This didn't catch me off guard, since mastering its use wasn't a skill anyone could pick up easily. Still, I had no clue how to guide her, as my experience with divine energy control felt entirely personal.

Truthfully, I had no idea what it was like for others handling divine energy weapons.

My initial plan was to summon an expert in instructing this skill to assist her. Among everyone I knew, Old Man Lancelot stood out as the top choice for this.

Currently, he served as the trainer for all relic users, showing them the right ways to wield their relics.

Lancelot truly shone as a relic expert, outshining even those who got their relics earlier than him. Plus, he made for a highly favored teacher thanks to his teaching prowess.

He broke down lessons with crystal clarity and always offered precise tips for improvements, almost like he possessed an uncanny intuition for such matters.

However, this talent kept him swamped with duties, making it tricky to pull him away just for this help.

"This ties directly to mass-producing divine energy weapons, so it's totally valid." I muttered to myself, trying to justify it deep down, though I knew I was just deceiving myself.

Yet ultimately, that effort proved needless.

Right here, someone existed who could truly aid Dorothy in this.

"You struggling with this?"

The sudden voice startled Dorothy, but she turned to spot Queenie approaching to check on her activities.

Queenie had been feigning busyness to dodge notice, yet her curiosity won out eventually, particularly after sensing the divine energy emanating from that spot.

Such potent divine energy indicated that something extraordinary was happening.

That's precisely why Queenie couldn't suppress her interest.

Laziness defined her, which also meant she pursued her whims freely and engaged only with what captivated her.

Dorothy rarely crossed paths with Queenie, as the latter preferred solitude, so familiarity wasn't there. Still, with Queenie posing a question, ignoring it wasn't an option.

"I don’t know how to activate this thing." Dorothy replied, lifting up the divine energy orb she'd been clutching.

Queenie glanced at the orb, and disgust twisted her features.

She could instantly recognize it as creation attributed divine energy forming the orb.

After so much exposure to creation attributed divine energy, spotting it was effortless for her—to the extent that it haunted her dreams.

Despite the trauma from creation attributed divine energy, her fascination with the orb persisted.

After eyeing it briefly, Queenie abruptly advised, "Just squeeze it."

This tip surprised Dorothy, filling her face with doubt as she absorbed the words, though she noted Queenie's earnest gaze.

Though doubtful of its success, she decided to heed Queenie's guidance anyway.

As she applied pressure to the orb, Dorothy released it in haste.

A startling response from the orb upon squeezing had thrown her completely, but she snatched it back up right away and pressed it again to repeat the effect.

Feeling that, she glanced at Queenie, who nodded and gestured toward the nearby mold.

In response, Dorothy nodded too, then took the mold and positioned the orb above it while squeezing.

This action caused divine energy to pour out from the orb and stream into the mold.

Before long, the mold in her grasp filled completely.

With that complete, Queenie provided further directions on stabilizing the shape and locking it from the mold, after which they pried it open jointly.

Now, attaching the handle to the blade remained the final step.

Queenie handled this routinely, given her oversight of it, so her ease with the procedure came as no shock.

What stood out oddly was Queenie's swift grasp of the orb's activation—just one glance revealed that squeezing did the trick for Dorothy.

Even I, its creator, hadn't realized that.

Clearly, Queenie's long stint as a god’s messenger held deeper significance.