The process of collecting her reward was unexpectedly simple. Jiang Han merely went and took a comfortable bath, got a massage, dressed herself up all fresh and pretty, and then, amid the applause of a group of expressionless Demon Hunters—or rather, Demon Hunters who did not smile during working hours—received her medal and title in the Witch Agency waiting room from another white-robed witch, Amabel, known by the title [Witch Who Weaves the Web].
After presenting the awards, they also took her to the examination room, measured her height, weight, bust-waist-hip measurements, and so on, and incidentally checked whether she was healthy. They said it was for the standard-issue clothes of the Witch Association honorary title member that would later be custom-made and sent to her.
Jiang Han felt rather proud.
The Witch Agency truly was professional. Based on tests of the spells she had cast, they even selected several spells she ought to learn in the future and planned to provide one each month over the next four months. They were even a little more professional than Xiya... of course! Jiang Han was joking. Training with Xiya brought all sorts of benefits—not just physical ones, but visual ones too...
Hehe!
But after thinking of that, Jiang Han realized she needed to hurry back and sleep. It was probably already daylight by now. (A witch's biological clock would not be off by more than ten seconds, so clocks were actually unnecessary.) She hurriedly told Angelite that she needed to go back for her beauty sleep.
She had thought that Angelite, who was usually so slow and mysterious, would make her stay a little longer. But today, she straightforwardly arranged for a Demon Hunter to send her back.
"What about you, Angel?" Jiang Han asked curiously before putting on her blindfold.