"Wait, please don't be in such a hurry to leave. The little cliques in the Council aren't important. As long as I control the Voting Right, it'll be fine. Actually, there's something about the God Summoner I wanted to ask you."
Miss Isabella spoke, but Adele immediately shook her head.
"That's something you were destined to encounter. If I tell you now, there'll be less of a... surprise in your future. Ahem, yes, a surprise. As for the Voting Right, whatever makes you happy.
In any case, the story of the eighth Chosen One has ended. This Chosen One also has a very good relationship with us; I even taught her for a while. The Church owes us such a huge favor, so go reap the fruits of victory."
Having said that, she vanished directly from the spot. It was neither invisibility nor a Space Jump—she had already "ceased to exist." The Material World expelled the witch who did not belong to this world.
That didn't feel like simply me from the future.
The Blonde Witch standing in the tent thought to herself. After pondering the words she had just heard for a while, she continued packing her belongings.
Not long afterward, she led the Council's group out of the Joint Camp and into the woodland. Although there were still monsters in the woodland that had appeared because of temporal abnormalities, along with some lucky fallen treants and Paradox Worms, they could not stop the group led by a Thirteenth Order Great Witch.
As for the woodland's future, she had received a fairly precise answer:
"The battles of these past two days have become this woodland's Time Anchor Point. From now on, the monsters that continue appearing in Vesta Woodland can all be considered enemies from these two days of