Green Forest City.
In the suburbs, inside a villa.
The leader of the Witch Sisterhood, a woman brimming with charm from head to toe, was praying before a statue representing the Underworld Moon.
Though she did not know the saying, "The most dangerous place is the safest place," this witch leader was exceedingly bold.
Knowing full well that the Count of Green Forest was hunting her, she had nevertheless chosen to hide in Green Forest City.
It was undoubtedly an unexpected decision.
However, the reason this witch leader had been able to live safely in Green Forest City until now was not merely because she was bold.
Amid her murmured prayers, threads of blood-red radiance, like moonbeams, fell upon the crescent-moon pendant she wore.
A layer of blood-colored light covered the half-moon-shaped pendant, seemingly accompanied by chaotic whispers.
"Thank you for Your protection."
A trace of pain surfaced on the witch leader's face, but she quickly recovered and ended her prayer.
She stroked the pendant at her neck, a faint smile appearing on her face.
With the protection of the secret existence, the Underworld Moon, even that Count of Green Forest could never divine her whereabouts.
She was safe!
The witch leader rose to her feet and entered a secret chamber beside her.
The chamber was empty, containing only a full-length mirror draped in black cloth.
After lifting the cloth, the witch leader smeared a bottle of blood across it, and the mirror's surface immediately turned deep and obscure.
Gradually, two figures appeared within the mirror.
"Didn't I tell you to reduce contact as much as possible? If we contact each other too often, the occult factors on our bodies will converge... If they find one of us, they may use that as a lead to divine the other two!"