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Inside the luxurious hall.
Serie rested her chin on her hand, sitting cross-legged improperly on the soft chair.
Thinking about that wondrous Magic.
A wondrous Magic different from any other defensive Magic!
When the massive demonic armor suddenly enveloped Yulian like that, although Serie's expression was normal, her heart was definitely not as calm as her face showed!
That was a new type of Magic!
A new Magic system!
That kind of Magic, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a miracle!
Magic is the power of imagination!
Serie found it hard to imagine how Yulian's brain could conceive such a nearly perverse defensive Magic!
The key point is!
This kind of transformation of mana into tangible armor might not just be limited to what she observed, merely defending against Magic attacks!
It's very possible that even the so-called mainstream material flow Magic, which is a type of offensive Magic.
That kind of physical Magic, which relies on massive mass to break through defensive Magic, cannot cause him any damage either!
What kind of concept is this?
If the physical defense is maxed out like this.
It can be said that Yulian, draped in the demonic armor Magic, is no longer just a Mage.
He can even be called a warrior!
The strength displayed by this combination of a warrior and a Mage is definitely not as simple as one times one!
It's not even the so-called one plus one!
Instead, it's a exponential, explosive growth!
However, despite this.
Serie still knew very clearly.
Even if the defensive ability of this Magic is perverse, it has limitations.
Serie's eyes narrowed slightly.
A single Magic indeed had no way against Yulian's demonic armor.
But!
A Magic never seen before, a Magic that cannot be broken?
Serie's eyes gradually became excited.
One by one, great Magic combinations were fiercely conceived and appeared in her mind!
Magic is the power of imagination!
Since the existing Magic is probably not enough to break through Yulian's demonic armor.
It's very simple.
Then she'll just continue to create, won't she!
"Sha—Ta—"
At the balcony bathed in sunlight.
Yulian dispelled his Flight Magic and stepped into the hall.
Looking at the excited Serie, Yulian rubbed his nose, somewhat doubting if he had come at the right time.
He clearly saw tissues all over the floor.
Hmm...
Although they were draft papers.
Thinking this, Yulian turned to leave.
"Where are you going?"
Serie finished the drawing on the paper.
A smile curved her lips.
It was clear she was very happy.
"You look happy?"
Yulian turned back and asked directly.
"You've got good eyes..." "I just..."
Serie slapped her thigh.
She immediately excitedly prepared to tell Yulian about the Magic she had just researched.
"You won't be happy for long."
Yulian revealed a look that just begged for a beating.
He raised his head, his eyes rolling around non-stop.
"What's wrong?"
Serie furrowed her brow.
Clearly a bit resentful.
She complained.
"Can't you wait until I finish telling you the happy news first?"
"No..." Yulian smiled, pursing his lips.
"After all, if you're happy, I, your friend, will always have to feel sad for you."
Saying this, Yulian pretended to cry, feigning wiping away non-existent tears from the corner of his eyes.
As if weeping.
"You're sick."
Serie's little face darkened.
She immediately patted the armrest of the luxurious chair.
"Say no more."
"First, come over here and give me a shoulder rub and leg massage."
Serie turned sideways, generously placing her doll-like legs on the armrest of the chair.
On the other side, Serie rested her slender shoulder on the pillow on the chair.
"Hey, I just got here."
Yulian rolled his eyes at Serie.
As a result, Serie completely ignored Yulian.
Serie just smiled faintly, patting her own shoulder nonchalantly.
"Honestly."
Talking tough is one thing.
You have to stand straight when you're about to be beaten.
Yulian sighed.
Since he agreed to be a workhorse.
Yulian glanced at Serie's doll-like legs and shoulder.
So be it.
Can you kill me?
"Mmm~"
"Good~"
Serie hummed softly.
An expression of enjoyment appeared on her face.
This child Yulian, his skills have been good since he was young.
Feeling the tingling sensation from her shoulder, Serie felt like she was floating.
"Didn't you ask what happened to make you unhappy?"
Yulian said this.
This, instead, made Serie slightly stunned.
"Did I say that?"
Serie opened her eyes.
She slightly tilted her head up and saw Yulian's sly smile.
Is the massage comfortable?
You could tell by Serie's reaction.
But could Yulian let her off easy?
Friend, that's impossible.
When your friend is doing well, sometimes you yourself won't be doing so well~
Afraid your brother is suffering, but also afraid your brother is driving a Range Rover.
Yulian pursed his lips.
He slowly began to speak.
"I remember when I left, it seemed like five Mage teams had already caught the Stilles..."
"If nothing unexpected happens, there might be more people who pass."
"Hmm?"
Serie's body clearly tensed up a bit.
Although it was very subtle.
But it just so happened that Yulian was massaging Serie.
So naturally, he felt this slight change.
"Why so many?"
Serie bit her lip, frowning slightly.
Just when Yulian thought she was about to say something worth hearing.
Serie spoke again.
"I roughly calculated it..."
"Five Mage teams is fifteen people, right?"
Dead silence.
Silence from Yulian.
Not buddy!
He just wanted to blurt out, didn't you go to elementary school?!
As a result, he suddenly realized.
Serie really didn't seem to have attended elementary school, huh?
The concept of schools wasn't even clearly defined until after the Human United Empire was established.
Before, there was only the concept of master and disciple.
"What's wrong?"
Serie noticed Yulian's silence.
Her cheeks slightly blushed.
She lightly clenched her fist and murmured.
"Is being bad at arithmetic a very embarrassing thing?"
"After all, I'm usually considering complex problems..."
"When suddenly presented with such a simple arithmetic problem, of course I'd be a little unsure."
No, this is certainly not a big deal.
But why are you explaining it to me?
Yulian straightened up slightly, his mouth twitching slightly.
Could it be that since he knew about her embarrassing moment, she wanted to silence him?
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."
Serie saw Yulian's dumbfounded look.
She was exasperated.
After fiercely slapping Yulian's hand, she motioned for him to sit beside her.
There was another chair there.
Yulian paused, glancing at Serie's bare little feet.
"Hmm?"
Serie paused.
Following Yulian's gaze, her pretty face turned red again.
She said, feigning calmness.
"Let's just forget about it this time..."
"Next time."
"Compared to this not-so-exciting news you mentioned..."
"I'd still like to talk to you about the results of my research just now..."
Serie said.
After Yulian moved the chair next to her to be beside Serie.
Yulian just sat quietly beside Serie like this.
While eating the fruits and snacks on the table.
He seriously listened to Serie's rambling.
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