Although Saine, a Second-Level Magician with an already packed experimental schedule, had come to the residence of Irene, a first-level female magician, he did not first seek out that precious Black Jade Bamboo. Instead, as he chatted with Irene, they somehow rolled onto the bed sheets.
Magicians generally had frail constitutions. Irene had also drunk quite a few physique-enhancing potions over the years while following Saine, but after holding out for two hours, she still could not help begging for mercy.
The pleasures of the flesh were merely a diversion in life.
What magicians pursued more was still truth and exploration on the spiritual level.
After the clouds dispersed and the rain ceased, Saine sat bare-chested before the Laboratory Table, observing Irene's Black Jade Bamboo.
He held a small dissection knife in his hand.
Unlike the frail physiques of other magicians, Saine's exposed upper body was quite robust at the moment.
Of course, his robustness differed from that of those knights.
Saine did not have especially pronounced blocks of muscle. On the contrary, he even appeared rather "thin."
If he put on a loose Magic Robe, no one would have guessed that such a slender frame contained such terrifying power.
There was also a bed in Irene's laboratory, meant to let magicians rest after exhausting research that drained their Mental Strength.
At that moment, Irene leaned against the bedside, her head resting on one arm as she watched Saine busily working before the Laboratory Table with appreciation and satisfaction in her eyes.
No matter the occasion or the angle, Saine was simply that perfect in Irene's eyes.
Compared with Saine, the other young Formal Magicians of the Azure Source Holy Tower fell short at a glance.
After nearly finishing his specimen collection and observation work, Saine multitasked and brought up