I wanted to regret it belatedly, but I didn't pay much attention because it was a problem anyway. But this is the result. That's perfect too. Even the issues that are currently lightly controversial in the academic world are completely written down and even attached to their own opinions.
This is the level that you should accept as a disciple, not as your exclusive slave right now. Aren't you only 13 years old now!
'But why so suddenly?'
You didn't stand out for a year, but suddenly you showed your skills today? It's something that doesn't make sense. Is there no reason not to?
Just then, the door burst open and a woman's clear, clear voice was heard.
"Ah, f*ck. What kind of takeover is bothering you? What's so hard about teaching a kid?"
Although the contents were so vulgar that the tone was a waste.
Her lady rudely barged into her own room without knocking on her, but her Emilton could not beat her. Reason? Who is calling her bolmen to the 'great witch of the cold'? If you are suicidal, this is a recommended course of action.
She tugged her dark hair behind her shoulder in her dryness and brought the bottle in her hand to her lips. She took a cool gulp of her drink from the bottle and then she scratched him lightly with her gaze.
"Did you not hear?"
"...Yes?"
She inadvertently let out a dumbfounded sound at the sudden question. As a commoner, he didn't have the attitude he would have towards an aristocrat, but the Archwitch continued as if he didn't care.
"In.Su.In.Gye!"
"Ah! Yes yes! All right!!"
He hurriedly put down the exam paper and pulled out the takeover letter written by his previous magic teacher. Meanwhile, as if she were robbing her exam paper, he snatched her up and narrowed her eyes.
"100 Points?"
"Ah, yes... These are the test results I took today."
"Really? I heard that he was just a genius, but he seems to have a bit of history."
Then he took his fingers off as if he was taking out his trash. Then she magically yanked the takeover slip that Emilton had given her, and left her room without even closing the door.
It wasn't a big deal, but I was enveloped in a heavy silence as if a storm had swept through it. He let out a small sigh and prayed for the rest of Count So.
'The Great Witch of the Cold is the one who came all of a sudden...'
I thought that even if Count So's arms were twisted, they must have been twisted.