"But what?"
"But Mor eventually still managed to stall the Snow Bathing Sword."
Batty sighed, helplessly saying, "In my calculations back then, almost no one could last a minute against the Snow Bathing Sword, but that guy stalled her for nearly five minutes, and those five minutes were precisely the most crucial, the most important five minutes of that battle."
The girl nodded vigorously, using the feather pen in her hand to frantically torment the notebook in front of her, "Can you elaborate on this a bit?"
"Of course, I've already come to terms with it long ago."
