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Before all, before returning to his travels, before his disciple, Frieren had settled in a tarvena in a distant town, listening to the rumor of a man who claimed to be the powerful sorcerer who carried an ancient and worn grimoire. Things like that seemed to matter to him because this man was carrying one of his former sensei Flamme's Grimorie… that's what he thought.

One day this man, who called himself the supreme sorcerer, met her, because she offered him something in exchange because she had gold in her possession but he was already fed up with it...

She offered him one of her master's abilities, her body! He looked at her... despite being small, it is known that she is an adult, since elves live for millennia, she smiled and he nodded.

Being in a private cabin they had an agreement that was the last this man would have for a while. A slight hum was heard, then silence...

This elf, this girl called Frieren had come out with her loot in her hand, her precious grimoire...

with a frown saying

- It's false, I fell again...

Walking out of town leaving a sticky white trail, Frieren continued his journey...

|Grettings my Demons!|

This story was detailed to my imagination since the commission is only in the first panel!

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