PUFF... PUFF...
In the lab, Isaac listlessly picked at his food, grimacing as he watched the Fairy Elf flit about, its tentacles dancing through the air. 'Damn it, how did I end up with a thing like this?'
The more Isaac thought about it, the angrier he got, and he channeled it all into his appetite, devouring his food in large bites.
'What else could I do?'
'What's done is done. I just have to accept it.'
Besides, to be fair, setting aside the Fairy Elf's abstract appearance, its power was quite impressive. It was proficient in Transformation Magic. And while it couldn't use it on itself, its abilities were still remarkable. Isaac's own Transformation Magic could currently only conjure a carriage, and it wasn't even a particularly fast one.
After all, the Concept of the pumpkin carriage included punctuality. And what did punctuality mean?
It meant that even if the destination was The Ends of the Earth, the pumpkin carriage would arrive on time!
