The Gray Witch Goes Berserk (▽`)
"..."
"..."
At that, Fern and Frieren exchanged a look for what had to be the Nth time, then shook their heads in unison.
"Neither!"
"I'm Fern, and Lady Frieren is my teacher. I'm her apprentice."
"And..."
"We're friends with Annie..."
When she said "friends," Fern suddenly sounded a little unsure.
"Probably, anyway?"
After all, Annie was such an incredible being, the very, very, very, very, very, very... very greatest Arcane Archmage. Fern wasn't sure whether she and her teacher, Frieren, were qualified to be her friends.
"Oh?"
"Just friends?"
"What a shame!"
"If you were her apprentices, you could get something nice when you graduated!"
Hearing that the two weren't new apprentices of Teacher Annie, Elaina gave them a regretful look.
"..."
"..."
Fern and Frieren exchanged another glance.
It was obvious that neither of them had the faintest idea what Elaina meant, much less why she was looking at them with such a strange, regretful expression.
After all, even if Annie was incredibly powerful—the greatest Arcane Archmage of all time—wouldn't they still be able to learn plenty from her as her friends?
"..."
Seeing their puzzled looks, how could Elaina not understand?
"Tch!"
She curled her lip in disdain, then picked up the witch hat she'd set aside and the Ring on her finger. She also took a few pages of a magic book, bound together into a little booklet, from her space bracelet and laid them on the table. Then, thoughtfully, she cast Appraisal on Fern and Frieren.
"..."
"..."
Though they weren't sure what was going on, Fern and Frieren immediately leaned forward, picked up the items, and examined them.
Soon, they were both astonished by the true attributes of those unassuming objects:
[Deathcap]
Legendary
★★★★★
+120 Spell Power