Serena Pendragon's companions looked at one another. "What kind of magic is this? These Magical creatures actually aren't illusions... but really exist?"
"Vizet, is this magic hard to learn?" Serena Pendragon's question was even more direct. "Can I learn it?"
Vizet said, "I only just thought of using it this way. I can barely apply it in practice, so I'm still not very skilled with it."
"As for a more concise way to cast it... I haven't figured that out yet. I'll still need some time to refine it."
"Only just thought of using it this way..." Serena Pendragon rubbed her brow and felt her head start to ache again. These were clearly such common phrases, so why did they suddenly feel so unfamiliar to her?
"Barely apply it in practice?" She thought of something and looked at the suitcase Vizet was holding. "In other words... you only just learned it from that madwoman?"
"That's right!" Vizet nodded, raised his Wand, and sent out rippling silver-blue magical waves to check whether any enemies were hiding nearby.
After confirming there were no fish that had slipped through the net, he said to Serena Pendragon's companions, "Please leave some people behind to move the Muggles out of the Paris Region. We're heading elsewhere."
Vizet's group appeared on another street. Vizet repeated the same method, once again summoning several Magical creatures to attack the Isaiah Society members and their Magical creatures.
"This is seriously efficient. It's rare for things to be this easy..." One companion stretched, his tone carrying a hint of teasing. "Serena, don't you think?"
Serena Pendragon raised an eyebrow and shot that companion a glance, saying irritably, "If I let you retire and go home, wouldn't you get to be this 'easy' every day? I guarantee you'd have all the