So.
...You called this a small test?
The Method of Role-Playing.
"It's fine. Try again next time."
Lin Zhen comforted the somewhat dejected Leinys and patted her head.
In the end, he still helped Leinys complete the test.
However, Leinys had completed most of it herself. She was indeed better at using magecraft to develop magecraft, and Lin Zhen had only lent her a little help.
Kischur Zelretch sat down and took a sip of black tea.
"You're spoiling her a little too much. That isn't a good thing."
In truth, he was testing Lin Zhen's attitude toward Leinys.
Leinys did not have exceptional aptitude for magecraft, but she possessed an extraordinary talent for precise manipulation, making her suitable as Lin Zhen's assistant.
There was also a chance that this talent could be passed on to the next generation. Even if Lin Zhen's aptitude was averaged out somewhat, the next generation would still be outstanding.
But most importantly, there was Lin Zhen's attitude toward her.
His disciple and adopted son had always liked to shut himself away and bury his head in research.
It would be one thing if he had no interest in women, but at the very least, Lin Zhen's astonishing talent and aptitude had to be passed on. Otherwise, it would be a loss for the El-Melloi family, the magecraft world, and even all humanity.
"So, do you have something important to tell me?"
Kischur Zelretch withdrew from his thoughts, interlaced his fingers, placed them on his knees, and looked at his disciple.
Lin Zhen's expression was somewhat "grave." He raised a hand to his mouth, but his voice did not spread outward directly.
Instead, it condensed into a thread and traveled into Kischur Zelretch and Leinys's ears.
"I... was chosen."
Kischur Zelretch guessed at a possibility