The Eileen Cup's official kickoff came as a surprise to many witches.
Most of them held the same thought toward the First Witch who had returned to Earth: How could anyone be this oblivious to the situation?
Which was only natural.
December was the best time for dates, cuddle dates, and even seeking out a good marriage of one's own. It was also when some pretty races tried to blend in among witches.
Of the witches' twelve months of mating season, it was the most passionate one.
A competition would naturally disrupt many arrangements—especially a major tournament. Whether witches admitted it was a major tournament or not, the reported figure of thirteen million transient witches pouring in within a single day was only an underestimate. For witches, as long as they had a broom, they were in a state of "the whole world is mine to roam."
This drove South City's rent up to another level. Quite a few visiting witches even went into residential complexes and asked whether they could rent a room.
It also allowed supplies that local witches had once looked down on to be sold at high prices—even food, which witches lacked least, had become a profitable return.
With the entire city making money and the whole country feeling the economic ripple effects, the newspapers changed by the day:
Germany's Feudal Remnant Returns from the Sun
<Evil Eileen Habsburg Holds a Competition in South City>
<First Witch Announces Tournament Opening; It Will Last Several Dozen Days>
<The People's Friend, the People's Sister, Comrade Eileen Builds a Camp at Snow Cedar Lake>
It was as if they had hired French editors to write the papers.
Even Jiang Han made a tidy sum. She had added several rooms to the castle area in her folded space—at the time,