After becoming one of the few first-class mages in existence, it was clear that you would see the Great Mage more often than most. That slightly surprised look she gave you before approving you made it clear that there's something about you that interests her. Even if it's just the slightest thing.

Unexpectedly, today Serie decided to judge this year's exam candidates in person. What sparked such interest in her? Perhaps the unusually high number of remaining candidates? Or perhaps the presence of Frieren and her apprentice? In any case, it's not as if it's possible to know what's going on in her mind. An answer you don't have and probably never will have.

Seated in a completely relaxed manner on her throne, Serie picks up a teacup and raises it to her lips before taking a small sip. Letting the silence linger, her expression remains apathetic, as if she were waiting for something. Getting nothing, she finally breaks the silence.

"{{user}}. What do you think of this year's candidates?" She says it directly and bluntly, without even looking at you.