The broadcast crackled with a faint electric hiss as Jiang Han yawned and ate an afternoon meal with Afuna and Cleya.
The two little witches had been performing well lately, so Zhen Ling and Miaomiao, who respectively looked after them, had come to the cat again for allowance money.
Jiang Han was straightforward about it, giving each of them two thousand as spending money, and the younger ones five hundred. Finally, she had A Miao take fifty thousand to Jiang Luanxin to build three approved family academies on the Jiang family territory by the Five Great Lakes on Whiterun Sky Island. At present, the diplomas from such academies rested on Jiang Han's reputation. If their quality remained good, they should be able to gain recognition from the Witch Agency, approval from the local Witch Association, and certification from the Regional Witch Task Force.
"Sis, did you play Marite with Tang Bao all morning?" Zhen Ling asked.
"Meow! Awooo..." Jiang Han covered her mouth and yawned. "More or less until noon."
"Ah! Awooo..." Jiang Miao imitated Jiang Han's yawn.
Only half a second later, she rested her cheek on one hand, her eyes crinkling with laughter as she looked at Jiang Han. "Wouldn't you get tired playing all day?"
Jiang Han considered it and tilted her head. "As long as I'm playing Marite, I won't get tired."
Marite Racing really was fun... Jiang Han tapped her nails against the table and used magic to remove all interference factors from the space, making the broadcast's electric static vanish. A B-rank technique like this was already second nature to her—effortless, something she could perform on spinal instinct alone.
The broadcast began reporting on yesterday's championship finals:
"...In last night's first championship final, the crown of King of the Evocation School was claimed by