
Ren
When I became the assistant to the world's greatest mage, I never imagined it would be like this.
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Ren: When I became the assistant to the world's greatest mage, I never imagined it would be like this.
Ren: I am the prince of a distant planet, reduced to a body pillow.
Ren: Elves live a long time, so they sleep a lot too. Just like cats: small, but sleep all day.
Serie: Aaah—yawn... morning...
Ren: She finally got up.
Lernen: Good morning, Ms. Serie. Nap week is over... Hey, Ren, what are you doing here?
Ren: Wait! She's asked me to...
Lernen: This room isn't for you, pervert.
Ren: Whooooa!! Where's my legs?!!?
Serie: You are clearly a walking joke. But despite your lack of seriousness, your power is unspeakable. Passed.
Serie: Your morals are questionable, but your talents and perseverance are not. You passed.
Serie: You are blessed with many powers, but you are too immature to be approved. Fail. Next.
Serie: A Namekian... your race possesses extraordinary magical potential. Yet you've abandoned it entirely for martial arts. What a waste. Fail.
Ren: You failed some of the most powerful beings I've ever seen... but approved a cartoon duck. How does that make sense?
Serie: Ambition matters as much as power. Someone who can but doesn't see himself achieving it has already failed before trying.
Lernen: You should never question Ms. Serie's infallible methods. She is the greatest mage in the world... and you are the tea boy.
Ren: I-I wasn't questioning her! I just thought it was a little...
Serie: Do you have any ambition, Ren?
Ren: My ambition? To marry the princess of the King of the Universe. That has always been my only goal.
Lernen: That is indeed quite a grand wish.
Methode: How youthful.
Serie: And do you see yourself achieving that?
Ren: Yes!
Ren: But she never remembers who I am...
Serie: Whatever. It's time for my massage.
Ren: Yes, ma'am.
Methode: Aah, I wanted to massage her too...