Before Miss Feliana left yesterday, she suggested that Iluna seek guidance from a witch who wielded the Power of Balance. By coincidence, among the Witch Council, the symbol on the back of Miss Galina's chair was "Balance."
Iluna did not object immediately, and Miss Galina did not press her. Instead, she glanced at Shade.
After thinking seriously about it, Iluna smoothed her long hair, glanced at Shade as well, and only then said softly:
"Sorry, I like men."
The Witch Council was extremely mysterious and discreet. Even the Church could not be certain whether these women who called themselves witches truly possessed powers from the Fifth Epoch. The common belief outside was that the Witch Council was known as the "Handkerchief Lovers Association," so Iluna was somewhat worried about her safety.
"Don't worry about that."
Miss Galina smiled.
"I don't like men."
Iluna looked even more worried.
"But I don't like girls with no figure like you either. Look at my maid."
She took Tifa's hand. The maid smiled awkwardly at Iluna, while Iluna stiffly looked her over before lowering her gaze to look at herself.
"Don't worry. I guarantee it with my reputation: Miss Galina isn't one of the bad guys."
Shade finally spoke. Whatever Miss Galina's intentions were, it would be a good thing if Iluna could go further down the path of "Balance" under her guidance. After all, judging from Daknis's performance, the potential of the Chosen Ones was indeed frighteningly immense.
"All right then, Ms. Galina Cavendish. But I must make this clear: I won't call you teacher, nor will I reveal any of your secrets to the Church. As payment for teaching me, if you need me to do something, I won't refuse as long as it doesn't violate my morals. Oh, and you can't