Rosen's magician's hand was now very powerful. After a little effort, he moved the bathtub to the second floor.

Strange voices upstairs at night.

"This is enough to show that the murderer probably lives in that area. Before the murderer is brought to justice, you must be more careful!"

This does not include the money spent on purchasing magic teaching materials and equipment.

After taking a sip of mead, Chabollet continued to tell the story of the case.

After laughing, Chabolai's face straightened up and he rarely became serious.

Rosen stood next to the screen, with one hand behind his back and the other stretched forward, bowing and inviting: "Teacher, I will wait for you to undress."

When he woke up this morning, Thrandis's personality changed drastically. He was thousands of miles away from him and had changed his clothes.

Thrandis lifted his legs and stepped into the tub, lying down in the warm water sprinkled with rose petals, and immediately sighed comfortably.

"Hmm~ This is much more spacious than the original bathtub~"

She turned to look at Rosen, with a smile as bright as a flower.

"My dearest apprentice, continue to scrub my body. But remember, only use the hands of a mage."
Chapter completed!