Nino thanked the witch C.C., who had pulled her back just in time.
"Thanks, C.C."
The witch C.C. was much older than the other girls, so they all called her big sister.
C.C. merely nodded without saying anything, then turned her gaze toward Kagura. "You little girl, you really do have quite the temper."
To the witch C.C., who had lived for thousands of years, Kagura truly was just a little girl.
Being called a little girl, Kagura immediately frowned in displeasure and pointed her umbrella at the green-haired witch C.C. again.
"Who are you, aru?! Don't talk to me like you're my elder."
C.C. raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms, and said, "In a sense, I really am your elder. Even if you called me Grandma, that would still be underselling it."
Kagura merely thought the other party was being unreasonable. With another casual basic attack, she tried to knock C.C. unconscious.
To keep herself from being knocked out, C.C. raised her hand to shield her head, only for her entire arm to break.
Her arm hung limply at her side.
Yet there was no pain on C.C.'s face, as though she had long since grown used to pain.
After all, there had once been people who frequently dissected her for research in order to uncover the secret of her immortality.
Others had regarded her as a monster, and she had been killed countless times.
Whether it was being shot, drowned, or tied to a cross and burned alive, C.C. had experienced it all.
Over the long course of history, she had lived through countless years, regarded as a monster or an outcast and killed by humans.
She had even experienced being torn apart by horses.
Though she would revive in the end, pain was still pain.
After all,