Side Story: Serie's Instructions II

Upon hearing Pass's words, the onlookers all turned their attention to Galan felt disgusted with this kid who had gotten in through connections.

"Going through the back door? Ha!"

Galan sneered, feeling an extreme disgust for this unreasonable man.

Do you want to put yourself under public pressure and embarrass yourself in front of everyone?

"Fine, then I'll show you whose back door I'm using!" Serie, can you hear me?

Galan focused his mind, trying to capture that subtle connection that linked the Palace.

[Telepathic Magic] Thanks to Serie's improvements, not only can she communicate with Galan anytime, anywhere, but Galan can also call out to Serie at any time if the other party wants to talk to him.

"Serie... it seems your greeting didn't work very well."

"What's the meaning?"

A short while later, Serie's questioning voice appeared in Galan's mind.

"Didn't I already tell the association that we'd prepare a team for you?"

"The team did indeed prepare one for me, but they don't seem very keen to accept me."

"If I can't convince them, I might get kicked out." Following the thought in his mind, Galan could clearly feel that the thing that resembled a "telephone line" shorten in an instant.

This also means that the distance between him and Serie has shortened.

Immediately afterwards, a girl with striking golden hair walked into the main hall, her long, pointed ears—a hallmark of the Elf —clearly indicating her identity.

Bai Ze's feet touched the smooth ground as he walked towards Galan.

She didn't make a sound, nor did she reach out to push the crowd aside. She simply relied on the aura emanating from her body to make the gathered crowd unconsciously make way for her. Some people didn't even know why their bodies were moving, and by the time they realized what was happening, they were already standing to the side.

No one knew when she appeared, but the moment she did, all eyes were on her, as if she were born to be the center of attention. "That's... Lady Serie!?"

"It's Lady Serie!"

"It really is..."

The crowd erupted in excitement; everyone was shocked by the appearance of that figure. As residents of [Äußerst], how could they not recognize this legendary Mage, the city's guardian?

Why is Serie here?

"Does that mean Lady Serie is also going to explore the Dungeon?"

"Are you stupid?! Lady Serie would never do such a thing!"

"And what could be the reason for that?"

In the crowd, everyone was discussing why Serie had appeared, while the person being discussed acted as if nothing had happened, walking straight up to Galan and stopping.

What about that team?

Looking at Serie, who exuded a terrifying aura, Galan was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected her to appear so suddenly after they had just finished communicating...

And judging from her expression, she's probably still annoyed by the association's incompetence.

But that's none of his business. He rarely gets a chance to curry favor with someone powerful, so he's going to let off some steam.

Galan pointed a finger at Pass in front of him. "Yes, that's him."

In the fog, an invisible pressure that only Pass could feel instantly enveloped his entire body, as if he were being firmly pressed down by an invisible mountain, making even moving his lips an extremely difficult task.

Initially, he was just as shocked as everyone else by Serie's sudden appearance. But after Galan pointed at him, Serie's gaze turned cold and sharp, as if she were looking at a... "So it's you? You seem quite dissatisfied with my arrangements?"

"It was I who sent Galan to explore the Dungeon with you,"

Seeing the arrogant and domineering Pass now looking like a drowning dog, Galan felt a surge of pleasure, but also couldn't help feeling some sympathy for him.

If you run into Serie, you're in deep trouble.

"No... no... Lady Serie"

Faced with Serie's icy tone and expression, Pass even forgot his own words, "I... I don't know... this Galan is your friend..."

Even with his seasoned experience and composure, Pass couldn't remain calm in front of Serie.

It was terrifying. Just that little bit of pressure emanating from her made him clearly realize the insurmountable gap between them. If she wanted to, killing him would be as easy as breathing.

He hadn't expected that Galan would be one of Serie's people. If he had known earlier, he probably wouldn't have had so many complaints, and things wouldn't have come to this...

So what? Do you know what you need to do next?

Seeing that Pass's face was as pale as Undead, Serie felt bored and withdrew the pressure she had been targeting him, speaking calmly.

After all, he only came here to settle things for Galan. In this place, he couldn't just kill someone for no reason, and even the matriarch didn't have such a perverted hobby.

Hearing her words, Pass felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and the weight that had been pressing down on him suddenly lifted, restoring his body to a state of ease.

"I understand, I understand... Brother Galan, what I said earlier... I was too impulsive... I'm really sorry..."

He immediately bowed and apologized, reflecting on his previous behavior.

There was no further indication of any disagreement with the two joining the team.

Seeing this, Serie stopped making things difficult for him and turned to leave. She had resolved Galan's predicament with just a brief encounter.

The two events occurred within just a few minutes of each other.

As she passed by Galan, she noticed Lia, who had been hiding behind Galan and watching her.

His gaze unconsciously lingered on her a few more times, and then he sensed the powerful Mana emanating from Lia.

It's Elf... and they're deliberately hiding their Mana... are they from the Galan sect?

Serie was about to stop and ask her some questions, wanting to take her as her disciple, when she suddenly noticed the nervous expression on Galan's face. Then, as if she had thought of something, a rare complex emotion appeared in her eyes.

"Spray...

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She merely smacked her lips, then turned and left the hall without looking back, just as she had arrived.

"I've arranged everything here. Don't forget what I asked for."

"Alright, I got it!"

He let out a long breath and waved in the direction Serie had gone, but all he heard was a soft hum from Galan before he could no longer find her.