Just a few days ago, he had told Miss Galina that he would not run into a witch so soon. Yet by Friday night, those words had turned into a boomerang and struck Shade himself.
Though he felt a little embarrassed, early Saturday morning, Shade still went to the manor outside the city to find Miss Galina and explained that he had already met Miss Belinder.
The Duchess listened to Shade while eating breakfast. By the time he finished, she was already squinting and smiling:
"I told you long ago that encounters with witches are a destiny you cannot avoid. Witches of the present, witches of ancient times—you cannot escape them."
There were actually also witches from past lives. Shade had already met witches from all three categories.
"Please stop making fun of me."
Shade sat across the long table with Little Mia in his arms. They had already eaten breakfast at home before coming, but the cat still seemed to want more:
"This time, I learned my lesson from Randall River Valley. As long as I do not let her discover that I am a man, what does it matter even if I meet the Great Witch of Fate? She asked me to see her on Sunday. She is probably going to give me some troublesome task. That is fine too—I can reasonably make use of the Belinder Family's influence."
"Remember what you are saying now. I hope you will not regret it."
The Red-haired Duchess said, then looked pityingly at the cat in Shade's arms:
"Look at her. She is so pitiful. Can't you let her have something to eat?"
"Do not be fooled by Little Mia. This cat has already eaten more than enough for breakfast."
Shade shook his head and continued:
"Please tell Miss Benanis to