"How is it? Do your eyes or brain feel uncomfortable in any way?"
Three hours later.
While they were eating, Lan Qingyou asked Esmeralda.
"Not at all. They feel just like my own eyes."
Esmeralda was extremely satisfied with this surgery and replacement.
Rather, she had never thought of doing something like this before.
If any problems arose in the future,
perhaps the Magic Eyes in her possession could be handled this way as well.
Of course,
that was on the condition that they had been mourned first.
It just would not need to be as solemn as Lan Qingyou's, with an eternal lamp lit as well.
Unlike the Black Witch's "recklessness,"
the Red Witch side was relatively weak in terms of combat power.
So they usually carried out missions in teams.
Not only with their own kind, but also with members of other races.
Therefore, after death, their bodies could be found and brought back immediately.
That being the case,
their funeral rites were not as troublesome as those of the Black Witches.
Of course,
when recovery went smoothly like this, they would normally open a Portal and go to the Black Witches' side to resurrect directly.
That was why only a little over a thousand people had died in these past few decades.
"I see. Then there should be no problem. But if anything happens later, be sure to let me know."
"It would be best if you could submit regular reports."
Seeing how satisfied Esmeralda was,
Lan Qingyou naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
It did not matter whether the transplant had gone smoothly because of the mourning rites or because they were both witches.
What mattered was that there were no side effects or anything strange happening.
That was enough.
How should she put it?
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