"The child's taste is indeed excellent."
Nari silently evaluated in her heart.
In this extreme environment, Uphemia's strength was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What once required deliberate thought to achieve could now be completed instinctively.
"Power lies not in quantity, but in quality."
Nari's voice echoed in the seawater:
"A perfectly controlled puppet is better than ten clumsy cannon fodder. Remember this, it will benefit you for life."
During the training break, when Uphemia was floating in the seawater adjusting her breath, one of Nari's tentacles quietly swam over.
The end of the tentacle secreted a transparent liquid, gently applying it to her wounds.
This liquid had a powerful healing effect, able to quickly repair flesh wounds, while enhancing the body's adaptability to the abyss environment.
"Thank you, Lord Nari."
Uphemia thanked softly, eyes full of sincere gratitude.
