"You guy, shouldn't you have been sent to the lunar prison?"
I asked like that, but Xiao Qilan just hummed.
Huhu~ The so-called lunar prison was nothing more than an armory for Enheria. We had connections inside the Association, and by pulling out prisoners locked inside and subjecting them to the witchification process, we could replenish our fresh blood.
I couldn't help frowning.
I had known that SpiCa lacked control over other departments of the Association, but I hadn't expected it to be so flagrant to this extent. The management of the lunar city was no child's play...
"Even if what that guy did was immoral, it wasn't to the extent of needing the death penalty."
The formal birth of a witch also proclaimed the death of the original personality.
This was an irreversible process, yet just taking adult magazine gravure photos didn't warrant this...
Xiao Qilan, however, looked uncomprehending: "The life of the original personality is continued by the witch, can't this be called a 'death penalty'?"
She really thought that way, after all, she was born as a witch.
"Xiao Qilan, if my current personality disappears and is replaced by a stranger, am I still Miluno?"
"...No. What I respect is the personality of Sister Miluno, not your life."
Had she decoupled the concepts of personality and life?
A witch's bottom line really was flexible.
"Then, there will similarly be people who feel sorrow for the original personalities of you witches."
"But this is the condition for a witch's birth. We have no other way if we want to be born."
The witches down below didn't talk much during the meetings.
Although each of them looked older than the little witches in appearance, the time they had been born into the world was not long. Having come from