"Hmm~" In the deep of night, when Teresa went to rest in the guest room, inside the master's room, Laine was chatting idly with Ollica. He laughed, addressing the big lump wrapped in blankets on his bed: "Veronica~ Come out!"
"This is truly the most humiliating day of my life!" The Jialan Witch remained wrapped in blankets, her voice filled with fury and frustration: "I actually lost to Trovik, that little princess of Jialan! Hmm~ Laine, hold me!"
Laine had no choice but to pull Veronica out from the blankets and held her on his lap. Even so, the Jialan Witch buried her head in his chest, unwilling to rise. Laine gently stroked the Witch's back: "It's normal for you to lose to her. Although Teresa's strength is slightly weaker than yours, her complete set of equipment and Magic Staff far surpass yours."
Upon saying that, Laine seemed to recall something and couldn't help but laugh again.
