Jiang Han had never known that Histeria possessed such masterful civil servant skills. She actually went toe-to-toe with the civil servant ringleader under Eve Harkins, citing classics one moment, twisting facts the next, then trimming away facts altogether. After a round of back-and-forth sparring, Harkins's chief secretary, Willow, finally conceded, and the two honestly drafted a contract and agreement.
This was downright miraculous! It was Jiang Han's first time seeing an ordinary witch who could understand the veiled, double-edged language of civil servant witches. Xiya clearly could—and her level was not low, either!
When asked how and when she had learned it, she merely smiled without speaking, wearing an inscrutable expression as though the subject were too taboo to mention. It was rather strange.
Before the desk, Miss Eve, dressed in an off-the-shoulder evening gown that revealed her snow-pale skin, leaned over the table. Her half-exposed bust was dazzling. With a solemn expression, she took up a dragon-blood ink pen and lightly signed her name upon the agreement. Then she raised her head, her delicate crimson lips pursing slightly as if it were a habitual gesture.
"For friendship, sister."
"For friendship." Lin Zhaojun returned the salute, then solemnly extended a hand toward Jiang Han.
Jiang Han immediately shuffled closer and drew from her tail a disposable sealed case given to her by Kraken. Histeria likewise drew another disposable sealed case from her tail.
Neither she nor Jiang Han had the authority to open the cases; only Lin Zhaojun did. At the same time, both cases had been cast with conceptual-level spells. Only by taking the cases directly from Jiang Han's and Histeria's hands could one avoid triggering their self-destruct mechanisms.
That was why official business required three people to deploy—or rather, why the core personnel had to consist of three