Mist Immortal Cat Nest.
Rows of scrolls lay spread across the table, alongside heaps of oddly shaped bottles and a mix of gold, silver, and copper coins that were not issued in Witch World.
Jiang Han stood before the table, taking inventory.
"Scrolls of Wisdom... We bought a huge batch before. Clearly, Scrolls of Wisdom are of no use to cat lamps..."
"Meow-ao!?"
Cat lamps all across Mist Immortal Cat Nest poked their heads out to look over.
Jiang Han hurriedly waved her hands. "They were actually bought for Ice Bear to use."
Only then did the cat lamps pull their heads back in and return to their own business.
Jiang Han let out a long breath.
Her little face was flushed red. Her large eyes followed her gaze to the table, and she let out another long sigh, scrunching up her features.
What a mess...
She casually picked up a scroll and glanced at it: [Acid Fog Spell]
"A sixth-circle spell scroll. It needs to be stored..." Something felt wrong. She narrowed her eyes and raised the scroll high to inspect it carefully.
At last, she spotted a nearly invisible line of tiny print in the lower-right corner:
[Gargamel Sisters' Society Special-Made Scroll]
[If the actual effect is weaker, complaints will not be accepted]
[You bought a sixth-circle scroll with the money for a third-circle scroll. No matter how you look at it, you made a profit, right? Right?]
The actual effect of this thing was probably going to be pitiful.
Jiang Han pursed her lips and tossed it onto a low table nearby, then called out toward the lazy-cat sofa beside it:
"Prank spell scroll, probably third-circle!"
Priscilla poked her head out. She wore cat-ear headphones, and when she took them off, the faint tune of [Yodel