Gem Witch?
"...My apologies, my apologies!"
Bai Zhou was filled with solemn respect, while discreetly sizing up the few glittering "gems" in the witch's hand, complete with their own special effects.
Was she really not the Marble Witch?
Recorder of Elegant Love Poems? Guardian of Reason's Scales? Guide of Radiance?
They certainly sounded intimidating.
But who went around declaring such titles themselves—
Still, Bai Zhou had to admit—
Judging by the word "witch" alone, she truly lived up to the name.
Gorgeous and noble, elegant and mysterious.
Even with half her face concealed, this imposing Miss Witch was as beautiful as a moonlit fairy, her presence so overwhelming it seemed to transcend the ordinary—
Her silver white hair, flowing down to her waist, had been elegantly braided, and she stood poised beneath the moon.
Though the makeup beneath her mask was glamorous and aristocratic, her delicate facial features revealed a certain youthfulness. That air of immaturity she tried so hard to hide yet could not fully conceal meant she absolutely could not be much older than Bai Zhou!
Her slender body, almost entirely lacking in curves, was wrapped in an extravagant Western-style dress. Her frail frame paired with such heavy clothing fit people's image of a knowledge-seeking witch, while further accentuating her noble, solemn bearing.
Her chin was raised proudly, and the gems she held aloft flashed from time to time, lending a hint of danger to that elegant charm.
But—
When they drew closer, Bai Zhou, who had always been good at careful observation, inexplicably noticed a sense of discord about her that came and went!
There were needle and thread marks along the edges of her skirt, suggesting that this lavish dress had either been mended many times, or had simply been handmade by her!
Those so-called "gems"