Reject me, you damn woman.

"I hope you can guide my friend Elena in the practice of illusion."

"Hey, help me?"

Elena didn't expect that Lin En's request was for herself, and her eyes were full of shock.

For any arcanist, receiving guidance from a senior with the same attributes is a great opportunity.

Among the three, Historia was born into a noble family, so naturally she had no shortage of famous teachers. Although Lin En didn't need to because of the system, it wouldn't be difficult for him to do so if he wanted to. Only Elena, not only was born in poverty, but her attribute was also extremely rare illusion type.

Although it cannot be seen when everyone's ring count is relatively low, once they grow rapidly, the significance of Lin En's request is extraordinary.

"Don't worry, it's just because you are too weak."

Lynn said coldly.

He was telling the truth. The stronger the heroine was, the greater the reward for refusing her would be. That was all.

Elena lowered her head, and two blushes quickly appeared on her face.

Are you saying this on purpose so that I don't have to worry about it?

Lin En is still as gentle as ever.

Quinn looked at the reactions of the two people, and Historia who was drinking tea silently beside him, and laughed as if he saw through something.

She rolled her eyes slightly, put down the teacup, straightened her back, and smiled:

"Well, since it's my dear brother's request, I certainly won't refuse. Besides, I haven't met a good junior for a long time. It's only a small favor to give him some pointers."

"Thank you very much, Your Highness!"

Elena thanked him quickly.

"You don't have to be so polite. After all, I didn't really put in much effort. I learned everything after my bloodline awakened. Therefore, what I can teach you is limited. You can just use it as a reference."

After easily saying something that would cause a lot of hatred, Quinn suddenly looked at Elena and asked:

"Elena, right? What do you think is the core of illusion? Or, what is the ultimate purpose of our illusion?"

Faced with this question, Elena, who had never been able to relax, gave an answer in one second:

"It's to deceive, to deceive the opponent, or even to deceive oneself."

"Yes, very good."

Quinn nodded approvingly.

"Our Illusionist arcanists' offense and defense were not outstanding in the early stages, but their unique 'deception' ability is their best means of attack and defense."

"So, what do you think is the best form of illusion, and when is the best time to release it?"

This time, Elena's thinking time was obviously much longer.

"Is it... an illusion that is so realistic that it can be released at the critical moment?"

"The first one is barely acceptable, but the second one is not quite right."

Quinn shook her head in disappointment.

"Brother Lin seems to be thinking about it too. Do you have any insights?"

“The answer should be, all the time.”

Hearing Quinn's question, Lynn thought for a moment and answered.

There was a strange gleam in Quinn's silver eyes.

"You are worthy of being my younger brother, Brother Lin En. You can answer this question easily. I really want to reward you~"

Then she turned to Elena:

"Ms. Elina, your answer is not without reason, but who defines the concept of a critical moment?"

"Is it the moment you meet the enemy?"

"Was it at the moment the attack was about to happen?"

"Neither is correct. The answer is that a good illusionist should make good use of every moment and release the appropriate magic. For example, when you saw me, your sister, when did you have the illusion that I didn't use illusions?"

Do you mean the tables, chairs and tea that suddenly appeared from the teleportation array?

Elena lowered her head, seeming to understand something.

Lin En on the side couldn't help but lower his head.

But not for thinking.

Because at the moment when Quinn said she wanted to reward him, he suddenly felt something smooth, nimble, and delicate caressing his calves.

He suddenly lowered his head and through the transparent round table, he just saw Quinn's legs sitting opposite him.

However, the silver leather boots that originally wrapped around the pair of long legs were gone, replaced by a pair of delicate silver threads.

As if she felt Lin En's gaze, her small and delicate feet, which did not match her temperament, shook slightly, as if she was showing off something to him.

And at this moment, that smooth touch climbed up along his calves.

Isn't she afraid of being discovered by the two? !

What fun Silver Dragon Girl!

After noticing Lin En's gaze, Quinn's smile became more joyful and calm:

"Take your time to think about it, Elena. We still have plenty of time... Um, the tea is a little hot!"

Quinn couldn't help but feel a flash of panic in her eyes.

Because although Lin En, who was sitting opposite the table, was still sitting upright with an expressionless face on the surface, his hand under the table had already grasped Quinn's jade feet accurately under the cover of his clothes.

"Yes, don't be nervous, Elena, we still have a lot of time."

Lynn also chuckled.

.........

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Chapter 62: Theresa, wake up, I am Shafulin! (4.3k)

Teacher Quinn's illusionist class lasted longer than expected.

She did just as she said, just talking about some of her experiences in using illusion. However, for Elena, who had been groping in the dark, even if she only obtained some of the knowledge that leaked out from the fingers of a six-ring arcanist with the blood of ancient dragons, it was an invaluable treasure.

Lin En listened with great interest. Although he was not an illusionist, he was very interested in the core principle of the illusionist department, "deception".

Quinn's stories of using illusions to tease powerful enemies or his unique understanding of the way of "deception" made Lynn's eyes light up.

Especially after hearing that his sister, who was at the fifth ring, had risked her life to tease a twelfth ring arcanist in the clock tower, causing his forbidden technique research to fail at the critical moment of success, if it weren't for the occasion, Lin En would have given his sister a thumbs up and said:

"Sister Quinn, it's fun!"

Only Historia felt out of place in this atmosphere of lively conversation. She had no choice but to bite the straw on her teacup out of boredom and finally spit it out fiercely:

“Bah, bah, bah, even dogs don’t use paper straws!”

"what?"

The perceptive Historia suddenly raised her head and looked at Quinn who was sitting next to her:

"Your face seems to be very red?"

"Really.....Hmm!"

Following Historia's reminder, Elena also raised her head, but saw that her teacher, who always seemed to be elegant and calm, had become a little out of control at some point.

The deep and elegant conspiracy became blurred, the fair and almost transparent cheeks were also covered with a blush, a few strands of silver hair fell on the silver-rimmed glasses, and she was powerless to lift them away, and even her shoulders were trembling slightly, as if she was enduring something.

Not to mention Elena, even Historia could sense this strange reaction, and there was something nine out of ten things wrong.

"I must be too tired!"

Historia felt as if she had discovered the truth.

"Didn't this silver... annoying sister just say that she had been Teacher Gust for a long time in order to deal with those bad guys? It must be very exhausting to deceive those examiners who are all high-level arcanists, right?"

"Yes, that's right. As expected of Historia, you easily discovered something that others couldn't."

Lynn deliberately put on a surprised expression.

"Royal sister, do you need me to help you go to the side and take a break?"

"Haha, then I'll trouble Brother Lin En."

Quinn looked at her dear brother with a somewhat "vicious" look. At this moment, her right foot was still tightly held in someone's hand. She could force herself free, but that would definitely be discovered by Elena and Historia.

Quinn doesn't care about her image in the hearts of the two girls, but...some things are not fun once they move from the dark to the light, right?

Lin En just held on tightly to the G-spot of his fun-loving sister and took a sip of black tea, not worrying at all that the other party would refuse.

Elena seemed to be hesitant to speak. If it were her previous self, she might not have had any extra thoughts.

But she had just received the secret of Quinn's book of entertainment, but now she felt that...something was wrong!

But I just can’t put it into words.

Therefore, she could only look at Lin En with a slightly worried look.

"Don't think too much, she's just my sister."

Facing the girl's gaze, Lin En said softly and calmly.

Elena felt relieved when she heard that, but she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Yes, Lady Quinn is Lin En's biological sister, how could she do anything that would harm him? I am really too addicted to learning illusions and I am seeing enemies everywhere.

However, Quinn, who was leaning on Lin En with a lazy look, turned back at this moment and added a sentence seemingly unintentionally:

"Of course she's my biological sister, even though the blood relationship is 0% right, brother Lin En?"

The moment she saw Lin En nod helplessly, Elena had forgotten all the knowledge she had learned before, and she couldn't help but hold the teacup tightly with great strength.

.......

Lin En supported Quinn, who was almost carrying all her weight, especially the two lumps of flesh on her chest, all the way to the shade, and then he pushed away his sister, who was enjoying it very much.

"Okay, Sister Quinn, we've had enough fun. Isn't it time for you to tell me the real purpose of coming to see me?"

"What are you talking about, my dear brother? I'm just a sister who came to visit my beloved brother. How can you make it sound like I have ulterior motives?"

Seeing that Lin En was just staring at him expressionlessly, Quinn could only sigh slightly and said sadly:

"Brother Lin, you seem to be different from before. You never dared to make your sister so sad before. Is it because of those two girls?"

"So what was I like before?"

Lynn suddenly answered the question with a rhetorical question. Quinn was speechless for a moment, but subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Lynn, only to find that the other's blue eyes looking directly at her were calm and peaceful, as if a storm was brewing underneath.

"A powerless toy that dares not and cannot resist, right?"

Lynn suddenly spoke word by word.

Quinn's narrowed eyes slightly opened and he chuckled:

"I don't have any..."

"That's what you always meant, Quinn Norton."

Lin En suddenly interrupted the other party rudely:

"You were born with a high concentration of dragon blood. You look down on all living things. You have always been like this."

"Do you really care about a so-called, biological 'brother'? No, you just want to see a useless person being eroded by the honor of the so-called 'Dragon Blood Family' and being suppressed little by little until he collapses."

"Don't think I don't know why you came to see me. You must be disappointed to see that I seem to be doing well. In your impression, I should be the kind of person who will throw myself into your arms and beg for your comfort and support at the first opportunity?"

"You are wrong, my dear sister, you are wrong."

Lynn narrowed his eyes and spoke each word with emphasis.

"You, including our mother, the great Princess Divira, are all wrong. I, Lynn Norton, will never be anyone's puppet, nor will I be anyone's toy."

"Whether it's overturning the magic bell tower or teaming up with those two girls, it's all my own will. Even if I've been suffering setbacks, it has nothing to do with you."

"As for you, my dear sister, you have never regarded me as your own brother, and I, have I ever regarded you as my own sister for a day?"