Frieren: Serie's Apprentice Novel

Year 22 Before the Sinseki Era - The Continental Magic Association's inaugural mage examination. Serie, the chief examiner, was uncompromising in her verdicts. One after another, candidates failed her brutal assessment: 'Unqualified.' 'Mediocre - Grade 5 Mage.' 'Pathetic. Can't even withstand my magical pressure.'

The pattern continued relentlessly until Gut stepped forward.

Something shifted. Serie's scrutiny intensified as she observed the boy carefully. 'Your magical capacity is adequate. But answer me - what occupied your thoughts while staring at me?'

Without hesitation, Gut replied: 'You're beautiful. May I embrace you?'

A pause hung in the air. Then he added, 'Your magic is wavering, too.'

The faintest smile crossed Serie's lips - one she couldn't conceal.

'You've passed. Become my disciple.'

'Yes, Master.'

The following day brought a remarkable test of character. Serie gestured to mountains of ancient tomes stacked behind her. 'As reward for accepting my tutelage, select any magic you desire from this collection. It's yours.'

Gut's choice was immediate: '[Curse Reversal Spell: Mistilziela].'

Serie's eyes widened. 'That mythic-era incantation? Few remember its existence. I'll transfer the knowledge to you directly through magic.'

'Master, I respectfully refuse,' Gut said quietly.

'Foolishness,' Serie responded. 'No human could master it within a single lifetime through conventional study.'

'Then allow me to dedicate my life to your side, Master,' Gut replied steadily, 'to learn from you directly.'

Silence stretched between them.

'Gut, your ambition fascinates me,' Serie finally said. 'You may prove to be the most memorable among all my disciples.'