Serie clasped Lin Luo's large hand in both of hers, her eyes alluring as she made her request.
A faint pink blush spread over her fair skin, like cherry blossoms blooming.
At that moment.
Faced with Serie's request, Lin Luo said nothing. Instead, he answered through his actions.
He reached out, pressed a hand to her head, and gently stroked her silky hair.
"Mmm... Master, you're so naughty."
Serie rolled her eyes at Lin Luo, but chose to follow her heart and submit.
Meanwhile!
Rias and the others had also arrived in the Palace.
"Amazing. So many things here are antiques."
Curiosity immediately appeared on Frieren's face.
"Of course. My teacher is a mage who has existed since the Primordial Era."
Rias sighed in wonder. "I'm afraid even some trinket she casually picked up would be worth a fortune in this day and age."
They chatted as they walked.
But soon.
Their voices abruptly fell silent, interrupted by the sounds coming from Lin Luo and Serie.
Rias and the others exchanged looks, seeing the same peculiar expression in one another's eyes.
With certain familiars.
Lin Luo had always used both kindness and authority.
After the stick came the carrot. And since Serie was devoted to magic, Lin Luo naturally held nothing back.
His knowledge of magic was so vast that even several days and nights would not be enough to explain it all.
Fortunately, Serie was far from ordinary. Even in the Main World, she would certainly be a powerhouse above Maou-Class.
Her ability to understand naturally far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Of course.
Since the magical system Lin Luo described differed greatly from this world's, he naturally had to demonstrate and guide her personally.
The more guidance Lin Luo gave her, the more overwhelmed Serie felt.
Serie felt