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"I will be in charge of the third round of the Mage interview test this time..." "You don't have any objections, do you?"
Sitting cross-legged on the main seat in the hall.
Serie rested her chin on her hand.
Although it was a decided matter.
But she still followed the necessary procedure, asking the many first-class Mages in the hall.
"Won't it be too much trouble for you to personally conduct the test, Lady Serie?"
Falsch, wearing thin-rimmed black glasses, saw that no one answered.
He hesitated for a moment before asking.
"After all, there's a very powerful Mage among those who passed the first two rounds of tests this time."
Serie smiled with pursed lips.
"Thanks to her, people who shouldn't have passed have passed."
"So, Sense, you should know what I mean, right?"
Sense, who was obediently standing on one side of the hall, heard Serie call her name.
Immediately, she was like a student who had been zoning out in class and was called upon by the teacher to answer a question.
She couldn't help but tremble slightly all over.
Serie's meaning?
Sense naturally knew.
But even so, she still didn't speak.
"Silence, you're always like this whenever you encounter something you feel is unfavorable to you."
Serie pouted, a little dissatisfied.
Her gaze swept towards her eldest disciple—that white-haired, sorrowful old man.
"Then Lernen, you speak."
"Lady Serie, your willfulness isn't just once or twice..." "The method of using your own prestige to suppress people's doubts is indeed good..." Lernen placed his right hand on his chest.
He looked as if he intended to make Serie retract her decision.
There were ten candidates who passed the first two rounds of tests.
According to Serie's nature, she might keep one or two out of the ten.
Or she might not keep any.
They were all candidates who had worked hard, even risking their lives, to go through the first two rounds of the First-Class Mage test.
If they were eliminated just like that by the so-called interview, it would be somewhat inappropriate.
Serie naturally knew it was inappropriate.
But for her to do it.
It was always much better than having the veteran Lernen, a First-Class Mage renowned throughout the City of Magic and even the entire Mage world, do it.
After all, this matter might affect Lernen's reputation.
But it wouldn't affect her, Serie.
This woman at the top of the magic world's pyramid!
"You're still like this."
Serie was both a little amused and relieved, and also felt that Lernen was a bit foolish.
So she just watched Lernen with pursed lips.
Seeing that his words hadn't been heard by Serie at all.
He immediately gritted his teeth and continued.
"Moreover, in your opinion, I'm probably not qualified to test Frieren."
"So it's natural and right for you to want to test her yourself."
Lernen didn't object throughout.
But he was objecting to Serie being the examiner the whole time.
Without a doubt, in his opinion.
Compared to his own reputation, Serie's reputation was much, much more important.
"You saw it?"
Serie didn't bother with whether Lernen objected or not.
She was just surprised by Lernen's words.
"Yes, I saw it."
"The first time I saw Mistress Frieren, I could tell she was restricting her magic."
Lernen lowered his eyelids.
"That vast magic is enough to rival your magic, Lady Serie."
"Is that so?"
For the first half of the sentence, Serie still had some interest.
As for the second half, Serie, under her smile, subtly revealed a look of disappointment.
Lernen, this human Mage she had the highest hopes for.
Still didn't meet her expectations...
"Falsch, what do you think?"
Serie turned her head and asked Falsch.
They were all her disciples.
It was good for them to talk since they had come all this way.
It was also a way to assess them after not seeing them for a while.
Whether they had made any progress.
"I.."
"I don't think she restricted her magic."
Falsch extended his finger.
He restricted the magic on his finger.
But the magic was still trembling almost imperceptibly.
"Her magic doesn't have the fluctuations of this restricted state."
"Any creature with magic, as long as they restrict their magic, cannot completely hide their magic fluctuations."
As if he wasn't confident enough in himself.
Falsch also spoke, citing scriptures and classics.
"This sentence comes from the Great Mage Flamme, a conclusion from her theory on magic research."
"I see..." Serie curved her lips.
She stood up.
"The theory of Flamme that you mentioned is correct."
"But Frieren did indeed hide her magic."
After explaining the answer to the two.
Serie slowly walked towards the door.
"I'll wait for them in the garden."
This could be considered the declaration of the final order.
Sense didn't speak, she just silently draped the red outer robe over Serie.
Watching Serie's retreating back.
Genau also didn't speak.
From beginning to end, he just calmly listened to the conversation of the few people.
Calm like a pool of spring water.
When facing Serie, he was used to just being obedient.
[Lernen.]
Falsch lowered his head, muttering Lernen's name in his heart.
"Lady Serie."
Lernen stared at Serie's departing back, frozen in place.
A sense of powerlessness surged into the old man's heart.
He thought he was capable of helping Serie.
But in the end, it was still Serie "covering" for him.
"You're here."
Yulian, who was fiddling with the flowers and plants, smiled slightly when he saw Serie slowly walking in, wearing a fiery red robe.
"Don't kill them for me."
Serie nodded gently.
But after seeing Yulian's actions, her face couldn't help but darken.
Who just squats on the ground and keeps pulling off flower petals!
"You like it very much, don't you?"
Yulian curved his lips and smiled smugly.
Without waiting for Serie to answer, he stood up and continued.
"We agreed on ten minutes, but it's been thirty minutes."
Serie's face turned slightly red.
She awkwardly turned her head away.
Pretending she didn't know anything about thirty minutes or ten minutes.
"I chatted with my disciples for a while, got delayed."
"So you made me space out here for so long."
Yulian gave Serie a look.
"Hmmph, unwilling?"
Serie turned back to look at Yulian.
Showing a threatening smile.
"Hmph~"
"A woman who only knows violence."
The Mage exam was about to end, and he, Yulian, was also about to leave.
In the last moments, Serie wouldn't bear to take advantage of herself again.
Yulian still knew this much.
"You've gotten bolder."
Serie sighed helplessly.
She really had no way to deal with Yulian.
"Let's talk about serious matters."
Serie didn't know if she wanted to change the subject or what.
She was about to say something serious.
"And we still have serious matters to talk about between us?"
Regardless of the purpose.
Yulian wouldn't easily miss an opportunity to court death.
"Be serious!"
Serie stood on her tiptoes and gave Yulian a hard whack on the head.
Seeing Yulian cover his head and nod obediently.
Only then did she speak seriously.
"Aren't you the Demon King now?"
"Then now I have two things to tell you..."
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