Grandmaster Is Here Again

As the Golden Statue slowly came off, Duncan's father-in-law, Glück, looked at Duncan, who had just shouted, with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Um... for testing purposes, the first person I dismissed was the former Lord the Fortress City of Weise."

Frieren scratched her head, a little embarrassed, and spoke up.

"Puff..."

Fern couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle; Duncan's lines were just hilarious.

"Duncan, I know you miss Lektüre, but you should tell Lektüre that yourself."

Glück gave Duncan a meaningful look, then his attention was drawn to Macht standing next to Duncan.

"My old friend, has the golden age of Viize that I've been longing for finally arrived?"

Macht's lips curled up slightly. Glück had regretted the poverty of the Fortress City of Weise prosperity. His daughter had nearly died because of financial constraints, unable to afford a suitable medical team.

"You need to see for yourself what the current Vieize is like. After all, I can hardly be sure about the Vieize of your dreams." Macht smiled gently, a strange emotion rising in his heart upon seeing his old friend resurrected.

"That's true."

Glück nodded slightly.

"This time, we'll revive Miss Lektüre. Are the lines and the medical team ready?"

Frieren reminded him, lightly tapping the golden statue of Lektüre with her staff.

"The medical team is ready."

Fern waved to the waiting emergency medical team in the distance. Soon, a team of professionals in white emergency medical suits stood by with a support frame, waiting for the patient to be revived.

"I'm ready."

Duncan took a deep breath, recovering from the embarrassment. Although his father-in-law's words made him, who had experienced the complexities of officialdom, too embarrassed to look up, he had to force himself to stay alert at this crucial moment in Lektüre's recovery.

As the golden transformation faded, a gentler look appeared on Glück's face. His seriously ill daughter had managed to hold on until now thanks to Macht's golden transformation magic.

"Rise, my love!!"

Duncan's voice echoed through the sky. Lektüre had slightly opened her eyes, blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled, "Little Duncan... you're back..."

A weak voice came through, Duncan, tears streaming down his face, tightly grasped Lektüre's hand, "Lektüre... I missed you so much..."

Medical staff. "... Could you please not get in the way..."

Watching the medical staff begin emergency treatment, Duncan's slightly relaxed heart couldn't help but tense up again.

"Don't worry, Duncan, you have to believe in yourself."

Glück, acting as a father-in-law, patted Duncan on the shoulder reassuringly. He explained that he hadn't told Duncan about it initially to prevent Duncan from overthinking, but it was only when Duncan was transformed into gold that he realized he hadn't told Duncan.

"Mr. Duncan, trust the professional medical team."

Fern encouraged her, and she was filled with envy for Duncan and Lektüre's love. After secretly glancing at her Godfather, who was watching the drama unfold with amusement, she couldn't help but move closer to Li Yan and gently tug at the hem of Li Yan clothes.

"So sleepy, Macht's magic is so complicated."

Frieren yawned, hugged Li Yan's arm, and started to feel sleepy.

"Let's go, things are settled, time to go home and sleep."

Looking at the peaceful atmosphere where everything had been resolved, Li Yan contentedly dragged the sleepy-looking Frieren towards the hotel.

After spending a few days in the fortified city of Viize, Li Yan, along with Frilian and Philon, encountered the person they feared most on the street: their master, Celia.

"Grandmaster... how did you know I was here?"

Li Yan looked helpless. He had clearly removed all the location magic from Fern, but his Grandmaster still managed to find him.

"On Frieren's body."

Serie raised an eyebrow.

Frieren blinked. After Li Yan used his Mana to search, he found a faint red positioning magic mark on Frieren's earring, corresponding to the red color of the earring. Because the Mana aura was so weak, it could easily be missed if one wasn't paying attention.

"Cunning!"

Fern looked at Serie with puffed-out cheeks. She regarded anyone who wanted to take her Godfather away from her as an enemy.

"Come back with me, A Yan. For a thousand years, I've been cleaning up the mess your wife left behind."

Serie stared at Li Yan expressionlessly. She had become indifferent to things after these past few days. Starting a fight as soon as they met wouldn't work. She had to lure him home first. With dozens of layers of Mana seal, she didn't believe Li Yan could escape.

"Sigh, it seems our trip will have to wait until next time."

Li Yan sighed softly. Her Grandmaster had clearly calmed down by not attacking her the moment they met. Running away now would not be something a man should do.

"Grandmaster, please guide me in the future."

Li Yan stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and touched Serie's soft, smooth, long golden hair.

"Remember to return the Little Bear tonight."

Serie spoke without any expression.

I don't know where I put it.

Li Yan put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky.

"You're dead if you don't pay me back."

Serie threatened, reaching out to pinch Li Yan's soft waist, her tone tinged with a hint of coquettish anger.

"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Feeling the pain in his waist, Li Yan's lips twitched, and he immediately started begging for mercy. If his Grandmaster could forgive his mistake this time, it meant that he could still launch a sneak attack next time. He just didn't know if his Grandmaster would be prepared next time.

Having left the Fortress City of Weise, Serie didn't want to go to the magical city either. She just missed the food streets and Amusement Parks of the Royal Capital. Last time she went there alone, she felt like something was missing.

In the Royal Capital, Solitär stared wide-eyed as Li Yan led Serie back. "Young Master, why did you bring her back? Didn't you say you wouldn't let Grandmaster know?"

Serie frowned and glared at Li Yan, then kicked him in the buttocks with Li Yan delicate foot, just like kicking a soccer ball.

"Ouch, Grandmaster, how come your kick is enhanced with magic?"

Li Yan winced as she touched the spot where she had been kicked; the burning sensation clearly indicated that the Heavenly Flame magic had been applied.

"Hmph, serves you right for keeping it from me before."

Serie turned her head and looked at Aura, who was lying on the living room floor. It was an unfamiliar Demons, or rather, a familiar one. It had pink hair, pointed horns, and sexy clothes. It looked exactly like Mōri Aura from the show.

"Mōri Aura?"

"Fan Meow?"

Serie ran happily toward Aura's location, but the next second her expression returned to calm.

"Ahem, what's she doing at your house, A Yan? Are you keeping a celebrity as a mistress?"

"How could you have such poor taste? You're keeping Mōri Aura, who gets knocked into a sleeping spell whenever something happens and just sleeps all the time. Why don't you keep her daughter, Mōri Line?"

Aura's eyes widened. This wasn't a fan, it was a hater! What did she mean by only knowing how to sleep when something happened? That was part of the plot, and she didn't want it to be like that.

"Young master, would you like some grape juice?"

Line, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, held a tray with six glasses of bright purple grape juice.

"Mōri Line!!"

"A Yan, you're actually keeping two female celebrities as mistresses!"

Serie's eyes widened slightly. She quite liked Mōri Line. Although she was Demons, she was exceptionally skilled in physical combat and incredibly powerful in it. Even through the screen, she could feel her Warrior spirit.

It's worth noting that there are quite a few people in the Magic Continent Association who are fans of Mōri Line. Although she usually has a blank expression, her contrasting and gorgeous combat skills have captivated many powerful mages, making them completely devoted to her and regarding her as their ideal woman.