Louis was sitting on the ground of the dream space, pondering.
He was contemplating a very serious question.
This Master Merlin... is he a bit unruly?
He looked up at Merlin, who was laughing like a rogue.
"Oh, Emperor Lao Deng, this Blade Tutor you sent over seems not so proper."
Initially, Louis thought that the Blade Tutor just had an improper laugh, but was still, as recorded in history, a brave and righteous elf warrior.
But now he felt he was mistaken.
This Blade Tutor fully demonstrated to him what "righteous battle" means.
Especially after he fully understood the weakness of the Fallen Shadow Beauty Snake, he decisively changed his strategy.
"Louis, relax, these are necessary sacrifices for the victory of battle."
Louis didn't want to speak.
After all, this maneuver was indeed somewhat speechless.
...
The next day.
When Olivia stretched with a yawn and climbed up, she saw Alice sitting on a large rock, with a complicated expression.
"Alice, morning."
"Damn."
