In the void, Meluria, transformed into a Super Saiyan, stood facing Roland from afar. Her golden hair streamed upward in the surge of energy like strands of gold thread, crystal-clear and beautiful, while her jewel-bright blue eyes gazed at Roland.
She was like a goddess standing apart from the world, exuding a quiet, graceful aura.
Perhaps because she had no tail, Meluria's aura was extremely calm. From the very beginning, she did not have that violent feeling typical of a Super Saiyan.
"You've controlled your energy within such a tiny range this quickly. Your control is already very refined. Many veteran Super Saiyans can't remain as calm as you."
Roland nodded and praised her.
"It's all thanks to your guidance. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how long it would have taken me to master the power of the Super Saiyan transformation." Meluria giggled softly, a faint blush rising on her pretty face.
"You don't need to thank me. Your talent was already very high."
Even without his guidance, Meluria would have been able to master Super Saiyan power skillfully if she spent a little more time on it. He had merely moved her progress forward by a few months.
To be honest, these past few months with her had been quite enjoyable for Roland as well.
Those days of cultivating alongside a beautiful woman reminded him of the time he had spent with Sephiria, exploring the Super Saiyan realm together.
Meluria was not Sephiria, but the two of them shared many similarities.
However, unlike Sephiria's domineering nature, Meluria's personality was slightly softer. As a member of the orthodox royal family, she had received a proper education since childhood, treating others with gentleness without losing her dignity. As fellow Saiyan queens, each had her own merits.
"If the two of them met,