Two days later, the second underground level of the ruins.
Footsteps sounded in the corridor, accompanied by a rich milky fragrance drifting through the air.
Angel, who had been bent over his desk conducting research, sniffed the scent in the air and raised his head in puzzlement, looking toward the study door.
Less than two seconds later, there came a knock at the door.
Angel frowned, retracting the Green Patterns dancing across his right eye, right hand, and right forearm. He then picked up a magazine and covered the notebook on the desk before saying, "Come in."
The door lock automatically clicked open.
A petite figure pushed open the door and entered, carrying a strangely shaped tray.
Angel raised his head and looked at the visitor.
She was a petite witch, barely taller than the desk, dressed in a long gown patterned with colorful mushrooms. Her features were as flawless as a Porcelain Doll's, but the heavy dark circles beneath her eyes, like smoky makeup, spoiled the overall impression.
"Ms. Regina," Angel greeted her softly.
The visitor was Regina, the "Mushroom Witch." During this period, she had been conducting research in the laboratory on the third underground level of the ruins, studying Miying and the other mushrooms originating from Duoling Garden.
"You needn't be so polite. Just call me Regina." As she spoke, Regina placed the oddly shaped tray in her hands on the table. "I heard from Tree Spirit Lord that you were back, so I came to see you. These are Fresh Milk Water Mushrooms I cultivated. They taste like sweet cream and can be eaten as snacks. Tree Spirit Lord tried them before and said you might like them, so I brought some especially for you to taste."
Angel looked at the dozens of snow-white mushrooms in