"Master, you really are a girl so easily handled by me."
Lanci added provocatively, his tone full of the victor's posture.
"..."
"Don't you want to think it over again?"
Talia's invisible hand of thought gently touched Lanci's heart.
If she wished, she could also grasp his heart tightly.
"No, no, no, it's you who can easily handle me!"
Lanci hastily begged for mercy.
After fighting ten bouts in a row, he had used up a lot of his mana.
Apart from maintaining the most basic amount of safety mana, he felt that he could at most fight one more bout today.
The two who were connected in their minds gradually returned to calm.
"Do you really want to keep company with the Bathist family?"
Talia asked Lanci.
According to her observations over the past two days, this family wasn't bad, just a bit foolish in their actions, prone to offending people.
Setting aside Lanci's unusual influence, Talia felt that this family was truly devoted to Lanci.