I will give with love, and I will never stop giving.

I supervise mana because it has thousands of possibilities. It is a dangerous thing for mortals, gods, and Torrell.

All three were deeply affected by the tearing and abuse of the magic net.

I resist this.

I am the guardian of Magic Net and my lover of Magic Net.

Those mortals who serve me must be the best, and will not make mistakes, but must also love the magic net as deeply as I do, and do their best to understand it one by one better than others.

When the voters assist me, they can feel the guidance of my hands, but they are as light as nothing. They can be as happy, anger, sorrow and happiness as mortals, understand the magic net from their own perspective, and help me with their own methods.

Voters are so difficult to choose.

The voters are so unique that I have retained less than two-handed voters promoted by my predecessors.

My ex's ex's great name is Mistera, who has never been named "midnight", and has become a person who has raised them personally without seeking out the voters.

What I am talking about is the Seven Sisters, born at Misterla, who are raised as the ones they need, and they are also indispensable to me these days.

All people are wonderful and complex things, and my own strength is not enough to promote voters in the way she used to do... Therefore, I can only look at the boundless world of Torrell to find natural talented people.

I oversee all operations and interfere with the Magic Net. I am obsessed with their courage, achievements and nature... and their love.

I often pay attention to the seven of them, almost as often as the old naughty boy who kept her strength when my ex passed away and then happily delivered it to me later.

She is with him and with me.

She is also with people who can be called daughters: seven women with gender, silver hair and wit.

They have been forbidden for a long time than thousands of ordinary people, and they still face every day with full enthusiasm, which makes me happy.

But they have fewer opportunities to advance and retreat together, which is my only regret.

However, once, in a time that has become a thing of the past, especially when it was gently supported by the curtain I weaved, they got this opportunity... and I am happy to see them work together.

Now, look at them and look at me.

Yes, my eyes were bright. When I was a mortal, I had longed to be the same person as these ladies Zhuoran.

I am Misterla, and I give all this gift to your tribe, seven silver glory among my electorate.

Yes, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

No matter what you mortals think, this is a gift from love.
Chapter completed!