The young man in the oil painting rode a Pure White Luminous Unicorn as he faced the darkness. The rest of the background was dim and indistinct. It was clearly depicting the scene of the two of them inside the coffin yesterday morning.
The witch was quite proud of it:
"Only simple compositions can showcase one's painting skills. I've rarely painted such simple oil paintings in recent years, but it seems my skills haven't declined."
Miss Danist had also come over to join them and asked with a smile:
"Flora, don't you think this is rather strange? You turned into a Unicorn and let Shade ride on your back. Wouldn't young ladies normally try their best to keep something like that from others? Why did you paint it?"
The red-haired girl had lived with the witch for nearly two months, and their relationship was quite harmonious. That was why she could say such things.
But the witch did not care at all:
"Being able to transform into a Unicorn is my pride. It proves that I am a master of Transformation Spell. As for letting Shade ride me, that's a minor matter. Besides, none of you would tell anyone else, right?"
Everyone shook their heads. Miss Winslet then crossed her arms and continued admiring her work:
"The first painting is Shade throwing the Moonlight Wheel by himself. The second is the Dance of Three with Shade and Miss Bayes. The third is Shade and me. Oh, I can hardly imagine what they'll look like when all six paintings are displayed together.
I've truly been so happy this autumn. I've seen so many stories and gotten to know all of you. Shade, what are the plans for today?"
"Margaret has tracked down the professor who was involved in renovating the Golden