In the pure white space, only a little black cat stood there. It rolled over at Fang Zheng, then let out a cry.
"Meow..."
Along with the kitten's cry, Fang Zheng heard a soft sound behind him. He turned around and saw an ornate, dignified, elegant wooden door had appeared behind him. Without hesitation, he turned and walked over, pushed open the door, and stepped inside.
Melodious music began to play. In a lavishly furnished, warm guest room, a girl with waist-length blue hair sat in a chair. She wore a simple black-and-white dress, while a black cat tail tied with a blue bow poked out from behind her and swayed constantly.
"Hello. Nice to meet you... or perhaps, long time no see."
"You are...?"
Fang Zheng frowned as he looked at the girl before him, who bore quite a resemblance to Furude Rika. He felt as though he had seen her somewhere before, yet he could not remember where.
"I am the Witch of Miracles—Berenkastel Frederica, a great witch affiliated with the Academy of Truth..."
As she spoke, the girl extended her hand. With that motion, a cup of tea appeared out of thin air on the table before Fang Zheng.
"Please sit, Mr. Fang Zheng."
"..."
Fang Zheng studied her carefully for a moment, then sat in the chair opposite her and reached for the teacup.
"I thought the Order Clan had already gone extinct."
"It has indeed gone extinct. There are only a few survivors left in the world now... That is what I wished to tell you, Mr. Fang Zheng. The person you are about to kill is the most intact remaining member of the Order Clan besides yourself. Do you understand what I mean?"
"I do, but I'm still going to chop her to death."