Lanci felt as if an invisible hand had lightly touched his neck, and what would happen next probably depended on his performance.
After Lanci was filled with regret, the sensation on his neck gradually disappeared.
"If you dare to have such messy thoughts about me again, be prepared to serve as my stool,"
Talia withdrew her magic power, and her cold mental voice echoed in Lanci's mind.
Even in her unsummoned state, she could use spiritual magic to restrain Lanci.
This guy has been getting too out of hand lately.
Someday I'll have to give him a lesson he'll never forget!
"How persistent are you to capture me?"
Lanci didn't understand. Every time Talia got angry, she would knock him down without saying a word, leaving him no time to reason with her.
She never gave him a chance to speak.