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"Frieren..."
"I thought I would never see you again."
Serie's lips curved into a faint smile.
She bent down, pretending to admire the vibrant flowers in the pond.
However, her attention was drawn to Frieren, who had entered the garden.
"Mm…"
"I used to think the same thing."
Frieren quietly watched this tsundere grand-teacher.
It was as if she was observing whether there had been any changes in her.
"But you came."
Serie heard the familiar, unintentionally hurtful tone in Frieren's words.
She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
Yulian is still the best.
Every time she met Yulian, she was happy.
When she met Frieren and Flamme, she always felt half-dead with anger.
"Because going to the Northern Plateau requires a First-Class Mage to accompany you."
Frieren was good in every way.
Except her words were always straightforward.
Serie felt both love and hate for her.
"Frieren, you didn't imagine yourself becoming a First-Class Mage, did you?"
Serie lifted her swan-like neck.
Her proud, smug appearance was vividly reflected in Frieren's emerald-like eyes.
Just like before…
Not changed at all…
Frieren's white eyebrows furrowed slightly.
In that case, she was destined to fail.
"Mm."
Frieren didn't want to talk much and turned to leave.
"In such a hurry to leave?"
Serie frowned.
"Shua—tap."
Frieren stopped.
She turned back and said with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
"Because you never intended to let me pass from the beginning."
"That's because you don't believe I would let you pass at all."
Serie was not to be outdone.
The two stood there, quietly looking at each other.
"That's the truth, isn't it?"
Frieren spoke first.
Her tone was flat.
She was already used to this so-called grand-teacher's series of disapprovals towards her.
She had participated in the First-Class Mage test before.
However, she was undoubtedly judged as unqualified.
And the examiner was naturally Serie.
As long as it was a First-Class Mage test she participated in.
Serie would definitely be the final examiner.
She was already used to it.
"I'll give you a chance, Frieren."
Serie was silent and felt a little guilty.
Her affection for Frieren was no less than for Flamme, and perhaps even more.
However, it was destined that she could not express this affection.
Whether it was due to her personality or Flamme's instructions.
The Continental Magic Association, and she herself, were destined to be involved in conflict.
As the inheritor of Flamme's smile, Serie would not allow Frieren to lose that smile.
Absolutely not!
But despite this.
Teaching one or two Magic was absolutely no problem.
"Tell me the Magic you like."
I can teach it to you.
Serie pursed her lips and didn't say the second half of the sentence.
"The spell to make flower fields bloom."
Frieren didn't hesitate at all.
Angry, very angry!
Serie fell silent.
But in addition to her silence, she couldn't help but like Frieren even more.
Love and hate were constantly switching.
"The Flower Field Spell that Flamme taught you…"
"Foolish."
Serie shook her head and dissatisfiedly dissed Frieren.
She gave her rating.
"Unqualified."
She didn't know how to continue talking with Frieren anymore.
Lack of communication, even though they understood each other to some extent.
Yet they couldn't truly understand each other's hearts.
Serie silently lowered her head.
Her gaze shifted from Frieren to somewhere else.
"Fine."
Frieren was also subtly angry.
That was the Magic that Flamme had taught her.
You can dislike it, but you can't belittle it!
Especially in front of her!
Undoubtedly, Frieren left.
"Don't come to my territory anymore."
Serie's dissatisfied voice sounded behind Frieren.
It expressed both anger.
And worry about the upcoming confrontation between the Continental Magic Association and the United Empire.
It was still the same phrase.
Frieren must not be involved.
The sound of the iron gate closing echoed again.
However, when it opened again.
Other people came in.
Serie looked a little down.
She quietly squatted down again and fiddled with the flower petals.
Flamme, you really found me a good grand-disciple…
Her golden eyes held memories.
Serie's mood was complicated.
"Creak—"
The door opened again.
Serie had no interest in looking up again.
One, two, three…
She counted silently in her heart.
If this examinee who showed fear of her Magic didn't do anything impressive within ten seconds.
Then, she could directly announce them as unqualified.
Ten.
Time was up.
"No..."
Qualified…
Serie hadn't even finished speaking.
She noticed that the newcomer seemed to be the third person Yulian had mentioned.
And the last one.
"You are Fern, right?"
Looking at the girl with long purple hair, who was quietly standing not far from the door observing herself.
Serie spoke.
She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Saying that she would definitely satisfy her.
In her opinion, she must be a qualified First-Class Mage.
Serie pouted.
She thought Yulian was bragging too much.
"Yes."
"Lady Serie."
Fern held her hands together a little nervously.
Looking at the expressionless Serie.
Fern, however, couldn't help but have her pupils slightly fluctuate.
Mana fluctuations, but how is that possible!
This is the person at the top of the human Mage pyramid on the continent!
Mana fluctuations only have two reasons!
Imperfect control over mana or…
Suppressed mana!
Thinking of this, Fern was even more shocked!
But with so much mana, it was still the result of hiding it!
"What did you see?"
A feeling of being watched made Serie's body numb.
The feeling of something on her back was very uncomfortable.
"Mana, fluctuations."
Fern didn't hesitate.
She said what she saw.
"You are qualified."
Serie was stunned for a moment.
Then she couldn't help but grin.
She showed a smile.
She knew that Azer's taste wouldn't be bad!
She was originally troubled, even if she softened her heart and agreed to what Yulian said.
What was the point of letting Fern pass?
Now it seems.
Perhaps Azer was just worried that she would fail Fern as well because of Frieren.
"Huh?"
Fern's eyes were full of disbelief.
"Mm, do you think you can't pass the test?"
Serie tilted her head curiously.
But she didn't feel it!
"No..." Fern shook her head, a little dazed.
She said softly.
"I just didn't expect the third round of the test to be so easy to pass."
"Easy?"
Serie smiled, and at the same time, she nodded gently.
"It is indeed easy for talented Mages."
Serie suddenly felt that Fern was very much to her liking.
"Would you like to be my disciple?"
Serie broke her agreement with Yulian.
She extended an invitation to Fern.
"Follow me, I can lead you to the profound realm of Mages."
"That is a height that no human Mage has ever reached before!"
A height never reached before…
Fern murmured.
But her expression was very firm.
"Lady Serie..." Serie heard the sound and looked at Fern with a smile.
"I am already Frieren's disciple..."
"So, thank you for your kindness."
Fern bowed solemnly.
Then she slowly withdrew from the garden.
Having obtained the qualified evaluation, Fern naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to stay here after making Serie unhappy.
"Frieren!"
Serie gritted her silver teeth.
She recalled Flamme, Frieren, and Fern in her mind!
Do all of you in this lineage have this special ability to make me angry!
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