"This cat is so beautiful. I used to be unable to suppress my own death power, so animals didn't like me much either. After advancing to the Twelfth Order, I no longer had that problem. Oh, pretty little kitty, you like me too, don't you?"
Flora said with a smile as she held Shade Cat. Wei Ge tried hard not to show her grievance and displeasure, but Flora's enthusiasm for this "cat" made her begin to suspect that Flora was a Witch Shade had known for a long time.
"Flora, didn't you say last year that you'd met a very powerful friend? You were all mysterious and refused to tell me, so who exactly was that person?"
Wei Ge asked. The gray-black-haired Witch held the cat and glanced at the sunset beyond the carriage window before casually answering:
"It was Saint Byron's 'Red Moon Witch,' Daniste."
"Hm? How did you come to know that Thirteenth Ring Sorceress?"
"Wei Ge, everyone keeps telling you to go out more when you have time. Always staying cooped up in Arcadia City won't make you stronger or healthier."
As Flora recalled what had happened in the woods last year, a smile unconsciously appeared on her face. She even wanted to turn into an owl right then, grab Shade Cat, and fly out through the carriage window.
After returning to Fragrant Residence, the Witches went to change before heading to the dining room for dinner. Miss MacDonald finally found an opportunity to "ask" for Shade, while Wei Ge did not go change. She waited for Shade in the bedroom, and upon seeing him, gave him a hug as usual. Only after taking a long breath did she finally let him go.
"Today's Witch is the Great Witch of the Death Seat. She's the colleague closest