After sending off Selena, who was very curious about life in the big city, Lann once again touched the conical crystal in his back pocket.
"Rita, are you still there?"
"I'm always waiting for you."
Despite the fact that the female warlock across from him had no intention of flirting, her natural allure was a permanent feature of her personality.
Her words could make any man melt down to his bones.
Luckily, Lann's aesthetic standards had risen so high that he wasn't easily swayed by mere words.
"Tell me about Necromancy. I've heard it's a forbidden magic?"
"Necromancy?! Why are you asking about that?"
Margaret exclaimed, as if even mentioning the name of this magic felt ominous and taboo.
