Too excited, the unicorns failed to notice a streak of light descending behind them at first. Only when Adele Isabella's hand touched Little Liana's back did the little beasts cry out in surprise.
Turning around, they saw a witch they had never met before. They had intended to scatter and flee, but some instinct told them that she was someone they could trust. If she needed help, they had to offer it—the Witch Council had founded the Unicorn Friends Association, and unicorns were meant to help Great Witches, especially the Speaker of the Witch Council. It was part of their bloodline contract.
Thus, the innocent Little Liana and Ellie, who had truly seen many witches, both turned around and allowed the blonde Great Witch to stroke them. Only after confirming that she needed nothing from them did they return to admiring the scenery below.
This time, however, they did not rear up again. Instead, they poked their horns through gaps in the railing and stared wide-eyed through it at the view below. Lives blessed with innocent natures could easily find ways to amuse themselves, but impure humans did not have that advantage.
"A festival."
Gripping the railing with her right hand, the Time Great Witch stood sideways and looked at the scene below, inexplicably feeling a little lonely. With nothing better to do, she had decided to stroll around the island and see whether she might encounter Weeper of Blood Hermons.
But it seemed the Weeper of Blood would not come to disrupt the festive atmosphere today, which only made her feel even lonelier.
Why didn't I feel this way when I used to be alone?
She had no intention of wandering through the town. Watching the little town below from here was enough. But before long, footsteps sounded, and