The next day, at noon, Johnny, having received the notice, knocked on the door and only entered after receiving permission.
"Professor Lynn, you were looking for me?" The silver-haired witch gently closed the door and, holding her arcane science notes, asked pertly.
Lynn didn't rush into business but instead looked at Johnny with curiosity and inquired.
"After all these days, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"
Ever since arriving in Wizard Land, he had done quite a number of things, a far cry from the original Carl, a noble's son who had not studied magic for more than half a year.
A hint of hesitation appeared on Johnny's face. She stopped herself from speaking and finally shook her head, saying earnestly.
"Back in the Nordland Territory, I would probably have died without you."
This was also the reason she was willing to trust Lynn and keep his secrets — after all, he had saved her life twice.
