"Now that you've become a divine being, do you have any accompanying memories from that divinity? Like any inheritance?"
Simon sat by the flower bed, or rather, under the big tree.
He asked with a notebook in hand, ready to make notes at any moment.
From the notes on the page, it was clear he had recorded many entries.
Matilda and Alka were also nearby. And floating in the center of them was the awakened Lucilia.
Lucilia shook her head, "No, there's nothing like that happening. It just feels like the treasure's abilities are like my own."
"Like a baby born knowing how to grasp, like a reflex."
Hearing this, Simon nodded and noted it down.
Alka was more straightforward: "Can the number of 73 Puppet Girls increase now?"
After all, this has become instinctual for Lucilia.
Lucilia shook her head, "While it can, it's a completely unprofitable approach. The 73 slots—one Vice Captain, 12 Captains, and 60 soldiers—are actually both the limit and the most practical number."
