Angelite set down the controller and slightly adjusted her posture, asking in a joking tone:
"The seats for Great Witches seem a little too few right now. With the two of you joining, I'm tempted to change the ten active positions into twelve."
Eileen, seated beside her, lightly curled her lips into a faint, polite smile. Her eyes shifted as she said:
"You've already set more than enough bad precedents. More than enough. For every bad beginning, we have to work twice as hard to repay it. Like how you lost 200 points today—tomorrow's goal can only be to make back those 200 points you lost today."
"Don't mention points. Olivia played terribly today!" Angelite waved a hand and did not bring up the earlier subject again.
Olivia lazily raised her eyes, rolled over from where she had been lying facedown, and barely managed to sit up. Completely unconcerned with her image, she grabbed a bucket of cola and licked the drink inside with the tip of her tongue. Satisfied, she broke into a catlike smile, then said in a tone that was both reminder and suggestion:
"The witches of my era made many enormous contributions as well. Most of them live in the Netherworld now. They should not be overlooked."
Angelite nodded, leaned back, and said softly:
"I'll keep an eye on it and follow up. If I'm not mistaken, there should be a list of those witches who made major contributions?"
"I stand by what I said." Eileen sounded somewhat helpless. "If you can add two today, then the witches will inevitably start wondering, 'Can we add a few more?' And if the highest-ranking title gets more positions, should the tier below it get more as well?"
The political problems of witches were no fewer than in her