"Angelite, can you help me?" Jiang Han appealed to the Chief Great Witch.
The Final Witch with white hair and crimson eyes said softly:
"Help comes at a price, my friend."
Remembering Cat Nesting's gesture, Jiang Han grabbed her own cat tail with both hands and held it out, saying in the tone one used to coax a child:
"Fluffy, you know."
"...Heh." Angelite shook her head, yet still reached out and rubbed the big cat tail. After a moment of silence, she said, "I can give you a book, but I need you to do me a favor. Go fetch me some desserts..."
Just running an errand?
*I'm great at that! Ask anyone in Azeroth or Eorzea! I'm a veteran errand-running tool! * Jiang Han immediately thumped her chest and agreed:
"Is it Witch House, or the Drowned Corpse Singing Club? Or Crater Villa Bar? Um... wait, don't tell me it's Ghost Castle?"
The white-haired, red-eyed Angelite's mouth twitched slightly. She said evenly:
"None of them... Though if you put this talent for memorizing desserts into recording magical knowledge, then... sigh, never mind... It's in my freezer."
She frowned.
"I have a private elevator here that goes directly to my private dessert storage—a cold vault. I need you to go down and bring me five boxes of desserts. I haven't had any tasty desserts lately..."
Isn't it just a few steps?
Are you really that lazy?
Jiang Han stared at Angelite with an inquisitive look.
"I'm not that lazy." Angelite said, her expression somewhat grave. "But this involves something else. Do you know of a substance called nightmare energy?"
A substance... made of nightmare energy? No matter how she looked at it, the words 'nightmare' and 'substance' did not fit together. Not one bit.
Angelite understood the confusion in