His Majesty's description of the system was both terrifying and impressive at the same time. For a moment, Leila even considered the idea of a research complex combined with a prison, where such an approach might make sense. Would it also make sense for the generals of the Sakuromoria armies, given His Majesty's utilitarian approach to his subjects? However, for Leila herself, such a system was of interest solely to satisfy her own curiosity. This would still deepen Leila's knowledge of the principles of magic, even if in the foreseeable future she would not find a practical application for this knowledge. But learning a couple of rare spells from the king would be much more reasonable and pragmatic.
— You are right, Your Majesty, the option with a couple of spells sounds preferable.
— Uh, I didn't really have anything to add... Your Majesty. Uh, sorry.
— Why are you so shy? Hmm, have you ever heard of the beauty and the beast theory?
— Uh...? No, Your Majesty...
— And what do they teach you at NAILS? In general, according to this theory, the ugly is drawn to the beautiful, and vice versa. Take, for example, you and some magnificent woman. The contrast between your flabby, plump, and unsightly body will emphasize the pleasant, natural forms of the beauty next to you. Another element of this theory is that a man does not need to primp himself, and he satisfies his need for aesthetic needs with tangible and spiritual things that surround him. The main thing is that you complement each other well.
— Uh... Um... Your Majesty... I don't quite understand...
— What is there to understand? When was the last time you looked at yourself in the mirror? Never mind. Davallia, come here.
The servant approaches the king and Toad.
— What is your command, Your Majesty?
— Undress.
— ... As you command.
— Uh, — Toad was confused and tried to turn away, but did not take his eyes off the scene, — Your Majesty?
— First, we'll make a man out of you...
In the events that followed, the king taught Toad how to increase the power of his rifle, the amount of his ammunition, and his ability to reload as many times a day as he wanted.
— Well, what, L... Le... Green, did you come up with anything?