Gaius answered forcefully toward the worrying dove.
But the amount of magic that continues to be released from Gaius's body is enormous, and Dove's worries didn't clear up.
"... but a tremendous amount, eh? There's no modulation in the body?
Gaius replied with a smile.
"Oh, nothing's changed. On the other hand, it even feels like something's building up inside me."
Dove frowned and looked at Satan.
Then Satan spoke to Gaius in such a way as to be curious.
"That's good. Your total magic power is infinite. Then there should be no problem with how much has been released. I hope we don't even get it out the wrong way."
Then Dove immediately inquired.
"... does this way mean it's right?
Satan nodded greatly.
"That's right. That's why you don't feel tired, but you get stronger."
Then Gaius said, looking excitedly at his own hands covered in overflowing magic.
"Oh, Satan's right. I've been pointless so far, but if you release magic like this, if you put it in the right place and direction, nothing seems to be the problem. It feels like the blood is turning better and the shoulders are healing, and it feels so good."
Gaius spoke of his own condition, like a delightful face.