The Little Superman of Hogwarts

"How do you want to help me kill the Demon King?" Frieren asked.

"I once went to a doomsday world. That world had just experienced a spiritual energy revival, and at the same time, it possessed powerful technological capabilities. In that world, I learned something: [System], a kind of magical inscription that can grow on its own!"

"According to your current training speed, after completing the magical inscription, you will become four times stronger than you are now in at most ten years!

In terms of magical power alone, you could reach more than half of Serie's power!"

"But the downside is that this inscription magic has a limit; it's not infinitely scalable. It will gradually slow down as your magical potential is fully developed."

"From my perception, your potential level is similar to Serie, your ancestor. Serie has already developed almost one hundred percent of her magical talent, so these inscription spells are useless to Serie, but I think they will still be useful to you."

Keli paused here and said, "However, when I saw you just now, I suddenly had a new idea. This inscription magic mainly releases your magical potential, but this world has vanguards, that is, warriors! In essence, warriors are also another form of magician, and this path is incompatible with magic. But if you use inscription magic, haha… perhaps there will be different effects…"

Keli took off his top, showing Frieren the magical patterns on his body. Like a circuit board, complex lights emanated, creating an unusual collision with the magic of this world, making Keli seem to emit a glow, like a god.

As a senior figure in the magic world, Frieren was immediately drawn to the strange luster of the magic patterns.

Frieren may have encountered similar things, but she never imagined that magic patterns could be so complex and troublesome.

If understood in a simple and easy way, the level of magic patterns in Frieren's world is roughly equivalent to a mechanical clock, which is already quite complex, with hundreds or even hundreds of parts inside. This clock can set off an alarm, and even spit out birds to tell the time.

The magic patterns inscribed on Keli's body, on the other hand, are equivalent to a high-end CPU, with hundreds of millions of transistor structures per square millimeter, a tiny chip. It is equivalent to the sum of all the magic patterns in Frieren's world.

In the doomsday world, the reason they were able to develop such complex magic patterns was also because that world had just begun to revive spiritual energy. The spiritual energy in that world was extremely abundant, and this abundant spiritual energy was like fuel, which gave rise to these complex magic patterns.

Frieren's world has remained in its current state for many thousands of years. The creatures here have adapted to the magic of this world, and this world is a custom-made world, so it is impossible to develop such complex magic patterns.

After seeing these magic patterns, Frieren completely believed Keli's words. A person with such a great civilization should not be a liar.

However, the next sentence Keli said made Frieren's eyes widen: "I will use some magical means to carve these magic patterns on the skin of your back, which is equivalent to building a [System] on your body. If you trust me, take off your clothes, and we'll start now!"

After widening her eyes, Frieren took out her magic staff in the next moment and unleashed her full magical attack at Keli.

A dazzling magic attack shot towards Keli, forming a small black hole, and even the surrounding objects approached that mass of magic.

Unfortunately, Frieren's magic power was only over one million, and her full blow could not be compared with Keli's current power. Keli stretched out a finger and easily intercepted the magic attack.

"What are you doing?" Keli was a little dumbfounded. Although it was a bit rude to say that to a girl, Frieren was an elf, wasn't she? According to the information Keli got from Serie, elves didn't really care about exposing their bodies or not wearing clothes.

Frieren stared at Keli blocking her strongest attack, she couldn't believe it!

Although the current Frieren is not the Frieren who defeated the Demon King more than a hundred years later, even according to Frieren's current magic level, she can be ranked among the best in the entire Frieren world.

But such a powerful magic attack was easily blocked, with just one finger!

At this moment, Frieren had only one feeling in her heart: shock!

The two confronted each other for a few minutes, and Frieren seemed to suddenly remember that the man opposite could easily kill her. In that case, instead of using deceptive means to trick her into taking off her clothes, he might as well just do it directly.

Frieren was a little embarrassed: "My master, Flamme, once said that if one day a man asks me to take off my clothes, then just blow his head off."

Keli was speechless—no wonder Flamme never married.

Keli was about to open his mouth to continue talking about the details when Frieren in front of him suddenly took off all her clothes—her snow-white body immediately appeared in the cabin, making the room brighter.

Keli was immediately shocked by the perfect body of the elf!

Too beautiful!

Keli was a little stunned. Although he had already had his first intimate contact with his two girlfriends, elves were elves. Hermione and Ginny couldn't compare with Frieren at all. Every inch of her skin shone like moonlight.

Perfect and flawless, like the most perfect sculpture in the world! Moreover, there was not a single hair on the lower half of her body. Only her hair and eyebrows were slightly thick, and her silver-white hair draped down over her shoulders!

If Frieren was shocked by Keli's powerful magic just now, then now Keli was shocked by Frieren's beautiful body!

Keli stared blankly for several minutes. Although he was Superman and had super self-control, he was also a man, and he couldn't help but stare for several minutes before he came back to his senses and turned his head to look out the window.

Of course, Keli was actually still constantly reminiscing in his heart—the only flaw was that the breasts were a little too small, but because Frieren was an elf, and elves had an extremely long lifespan, then, from a human perspective, Frieren's age was actually only eleven or twelve years old, or thirteen or fourteen years old. Relative to this age, this size is already considered acceptable.

Coming back to his senses, Keli turned his back to Frieren and couldn't help but complain: "Are all elves so simple? Do they just take off their clothes at the slightest disagreement?"

"Didn't you ask me to take off my clothes?" Frieren had a look of grievance on her face.

Keli wanted to cover his forehead—I told you to take off your top, and expose your back, what do you mean by taking off everything?

"Forget it, you've already taken everything off. Go lie down on the bed over there, and I'll start engraving the patterns for you now!" Keli said.

The elves' ideas are really different from normal people. They can take off their clothes without any hindrance after only meeting for ten minutes. It seems that the "intuition" of the elves is really amazing. They can easily judge malice.