As the glow of magic enveloped him, Dunn felt as though he had been stuffed into a twisting, crooked pipe.
And that pipe kept spinning like a washing machine drum.
Fortunately, Dunn's exceptionally high stamina came into play. Any other third-tier classholder would probably have been dizzy and completely disoriented by now.
Soon, Dunn was spat out of the "washing machine."
"Oh, Mr. Dunn, you actually didn't throw up!" Before Dunn could make out the scene before him, Elvia's surprised voice reached him.
Dunn turned to look at Elvia, his face full of confusion.
Seeing his expression, Elvia chuckled. "Miss Alice isn't particularly proficient in teleportation spells. Even with the Wizard Tower's assistance, being teleported by her is still very unpleasant."
"Generally, anyone Miss Alice teleports for the first time throws up violently for a while afterward. But you can get used to it."
Having said that, Elvia looked at Dunn with the disappointment of someone whose prank had failed.
Well, sorry for not throwing up! The corners of Dunn's mouth twitched as he looked at Elvia's expression.
"Elvia!" A voice heavy with resentment rang out.
Dunn looked toward the voice and saw a beautiful silver-haired girl opposite them. She wore an ornate Wizard robe, and arcane runes flickered in and out of sight around her!
Only then did Dunn get a clear look at his surroundings. He was now in a room that resembled a study.
The silver-haired girl, presumably Miss Alice, was sitting on a sofa opposite them.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Alice. I didn't expect us to be teleported straight into your study this time."
Elvia playfully stuck out her tongue.
Alice gave Elvia a fierce glare, then turned to Dunn with a serious expression.
"Mr. Dunn, please sit."
After Dunn sat down, a cup of black