After wrapping up the company's affairs, Jiang Han had spent her days after work these past few days at her master Histeria's luxurious fishing-village Sky Island.
Fishing.
Grilling fish.
Playing games, talking about music, talking about art.
The former Demon Lord Histeria knew far more than Dinesha, who foolishly did nothing but play music. She herself was multitalented, and her teaching ability was leagues beyond comparison.
In short, following this ghost witch, Jiang Han had not learned much of anything else, but she had learned every sort of talent there was.
In the fishing village, Jiang Han wore the standard fishermaiden outfit—a petit-bourgeois version of fisherfolk attire—with a large, wide-brimmed straw hat on her head. Carrying a fishing rod, she followed behind the similarly dressed Histeria toward the inner lake of the ghost witch's private Sky Island.
Many witches owned Sky Islands of their own, wandering aimlessly throughout South City's airspace. Thus, in 1966, the domestic Witch Association issued the [Registration Ordinance], which simply divided up aerial routes and stipulated the drifting distance and range permitted for each witch's movable Sky Island.
Though there was no evidence, Jiang Han suspected that this Earth might be a bit larger than the one from her previous life. After all, there were quite a few large Sky Islands like Histeria's in South City, yet they were never seen on the usual air routes.
It was said that there were even more large Sky Islands in Europe, yet there had been no reports of them encountering each other.
Of course, it was also possible that the Sky Islands flew at different altitudes, making it difficult for them to meet.
That was indeed possible. Jiang Han's perception could not cover the bottom of the skies either, so it was fairly normal for her to be