Whether a witch was approachable did not depend on how she treated you.
It depended on how her subordinates treated her.
Jiang Han knew that the Night Watchers called Anjie "Madam" or "Lord," while the Sea Shepherds more often called her "Madam" or "Doctor." Only the Silver Knights, when dealing with Eileen, would smile familiarly, wave, and greet her with "Eileen" or "Victoria."
And Eileen would also wave back very gently, exchange a few pleasantries, and answer the Silver Knights' questions in the tone of a friend.
It was not mere politeness. One could truly see that Eileen greatly enjoyed talking with friends, and enjoyed clearing up their doubts for them.
The same sunny smile as ever hung on her face.
...Jiang Han observed her for quite some time and came to a judgment about how genuine this woman was. Eileen was even somewhat close to being a land-dweller.
The First Witch noticed Jiang Han's gaze. Smiling, she dismissed the Silver Knights, who had already begun talking about things like, "My friend's daughter made a gigantic bomb!" Then she walked over.
She blinked and smiled apologetically. "Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Not that long..." Jiang Han said. She truly had not waited very long. She had watched two swordsmanship duels between Silver Knights; their dazzling, elegant, lethal swordplay had been an eye-opener. In a magic-forbidden state, these were absolutely the most beautiful duels to watch.
Eileen nodded, not lingering on the matter. Instead, she led Jiang Han into an inner room of the training hall, a place somewhat like a private gym, only far more luxurious.
A room that unabashedly flaunted wealth and a glittering golden splendor.
After entering, Eileen walked to the center of the room, turned around, and drew her fingers through the air, chanting an incantation