"That's right, maybe they are just similar."

"What?" Sean asked deliberately.

"Just do your job. Why are you so annoying... Where's your little witch? Why didn't I see her here today? Ha! I didn't expect that she would be so lazy as the leader of an organization." Lucille changed the subject.

Little? Sean squinted.

It seems older than you!

Suddenly, Lucille seemed to realize something and hurriedly grabbed Sean's hand.

A magical power slowly came.

There was no such thing as magic transmission, but I could feel a warm current in Lucille's palm, just like putting my palm in hot water and the warmth would be transmitted through my arm to my body.

"I warned you not to attack the dragon-taming witch without any preparation, but you... do you know that your magic power is only half left now?" Lucille's expression was not only sighing but also mocking.

"Fortunately, your strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years."

Frowning.

When Lucille talked about the rapid progress, she felt very strange. On the way here, she could only feel that Sean's strength was at level 8 to 9, but now it suddenly increased so much in just a few days. It was incredible!

"I feel pretty good."

"In any case, you'd better not use magic these two days, otherwise if you collapse from exhaustion, other countries will laugh at you." Lucille wanted to complain, but Sean's physical changes overshadowed this series of accusations.

"Mind your own business, huh!"

Lucille said something and prepared to leave.

Suddenly I remembered something...