"Yes, of course I understand."
The young witch nodded lightly, aware that Miss Galina's words carried a hint of threat:
"I bear no ill will toward Mr. Hamilton, but I want to confirm his condition."
"The reason is currently unknown, but one thing is certain: it cannot be replicated."
"That's good, then."
Miss Sylvia nodded, though her furrowed brow did not relax. She looked again at Shade, who was wiping his lips.
"But how could this be?"
Only after becoming a Great Witch could one understand what the witch system truly meant. As its price, the curse borne by Witches absolutely should not have contained a loophole like Shade.
"Miss Galina, are you truly certain this gentleman is a man?"
"Yes. He has even slept with my grandniece. I examined his hair and blood. I am quite certain that he is an ordinary human, with no special nonhuman bloodline."
After hearing Miss Galina say this, Miss Sylvia did not ask further questions. However, it was clear that compared to whether Shade's existence might affect the Witch Council, she cared more about why such a phenomenon had appeared.
Miss Galina said nothing more. Tifa stood quietly behind her, while Shade held Mia in his arms. He suddenly wondered how he had ended up bringing the cat along as well. Mia squinted comfortably in Shade's embrace, and after hesitating, Miss Sylvia asked again:
"Mr. Hamilton, I remember you saying during the day that you could use the powers of time and space."
"Yes. My Core Ling Rune is Spacetime."
The witch blinked.
"I have friends at Saint Byrens Comprehensive College. This summer, I heard a rumor that the History College had admitted a Correspondence Student with a Spacetime Spirit Rune. So it was you?"
"Yes, it was me."
"Now is not the