The beheader witch handed over the photos, packed in two card cases.
"Your photo booth pictures."
This method of transaction reminded Jiang Han of the offline trades in certain card games.
After taking them, she went with Histeria to sit on a nearby amusement park bench.
Just as she was about to open them, Histeria asked:
"Do you prefer watermelon juice or guava juice?"
At the question, Jiang Han swept her gaze over and followed her master's pointing finger, spotting an exquisite floating little shop nearby. Inside was a dragon witch known as a "Great Dragon Witch," a super-evolved subspecies of witch with even larger wings and tails, as well as an external heart like Ultraman's chest indicator.
Because they were exceptionally skilled at managing orchards, they sold premium fruit juice infused with magical power. Naturally, the serving sizes were witch-sized too—a single serving was four or five liters of juice.
"Watermelon juice, please."
Who would turn down free premium juice?
Smiling, Jiang Han watched her master run off to buy her juice, then lowered her head and casually opened the card case.
The case was made of fine wood, and the dragon-oil wax coating gave it an excellent feel. Though mass-produced, these cases bore all kinds of exquisite patterns, giving them an air of petty bourgeois fussiness at first glance.
As for the photos, they had to be called beautiful. These photo booth pictures unexpectedly had a distinctly Cat Lamp-like feel.
As she studied the photos with rapt attention, a sound suddenly rang out beside her ear:
"Clang!"
Her eyes widened instinctively, her cheeks twitching. With the startled movement of a frightened cat, she whipped her head around to look.
Histeria was carrying two small wooden buckets of juice in one hand, while cheerfully waving with the other.
"Ha,