Late-autumn weather, Sky Island's geography, and a fine pattering rain.
It was much cooler than imagined.
Even with sunlight still shining down, it could not bring any warmth to their bodies—especially when they were dressed in casual skirts.
Miss Jiang Han, who had just lit the fireplace, let out a "Hoo-haha," rubbing her hands as she snugly curled up in the corner before the hearth. She stretched her slightly frost-blue little paws and her feet, clad in rain-dampened socks, just a little closer to the fire, warming herself with soft "Hoo, hoo" breaths.
Because Lilith's spell only covered the upper body, their socks had gotten wet.
Kraken and Angelite beside her were doing the same thing, except Angelite had to bend at the waist and hunch herself forward somewhat awkwardly—her legs were too long, unlike the two little friends beside her who could wear yellow rain hats.
Even if spells could warm one's body, it still was not the same as actually sitting by a fire!
Jiang Han rubbed her hands, then lightly kicked Kraken's foot with her little foot. "Oh, right, right. I wrote up a report on those witches for you. I've already sent it to your work email."
"Thank you. I've already read the report. It is thorough in content, meticulous in detail, and its angles and focal points are highly valuable." Kraken glanced at Angelite and said without concealing anything, "Make a list next month. Sea Shepherds need talent in every field."
Jiang Han had remembered quite a few outstanding witches and casually named several. "Alright. Recently, I've been following a troupe of witches performing at Enfield Theater. They've been doing exceptionally well. There's also a group that once served in the French Witch Guard... Eh, wait, weren't they part of the Witch Guard? How did