"But, Student Shiayar, you should be aware, right?"
"Even though you, as the daughter of the Father of the Gods, call yourself Father God."
"But actually, they are all just some ancient immortals who have lived for tens of thousands of years?"
After saying all this, Enola neatly arranged the glass and tableware beside her.
Then, she gently stood up.
With a smile on her pretty face, she walked past Shiayar.
Then, she slowly bent down, smiling as she picked up the little white ferret who was foolishly and cutely chasing its own tail on the floor, occasionally playfully boxing with its own shadow.
"I know you, Student Shiayar, all too well."
"For such a thing, you must have had help."
"And in the realm of Illusion Technique and Hypnosis—"
"Silver."
The blonde girl smiled and stroked Silver's smooth fur.
"Without your help, Student Shiayar probably wouldn't have so easily completed those dark, malicious ideas in his mind."
"Ying, ying, ying~"
