When the moon reached its zenith, the adventure party conducting its second Mystic Realm exploration finally headed home. After a full day of work without encountering any danger, the two witches had been able to devote themselves wholeheartedly to constructing the 'Solomon' Magic Circle.
At this rate, Senior Colmar, the adventure party's captain, optimistically estimated that they could choose a suitable time to activate the Magic Circle next Saturday. The black cat was greatly relieved by this.
After all, sneaking into the Silent Forest every Saturday was not a wise choice for it.
Who knew how many covetous eyes were secretly watching its figure from the darkness deep within the woods?
Of course, as long as nothing unexpected happened, even if Colmar's task of constructing the Magic Circle continued for another month, it would not have much impact on the black cat.
Because the black cat's work throughout the entire day had basically consisted of eating, sleeping, and hunting rabbits.
That morning, Colmar had arranged for the black cat to carve Old Seals onto yellow clay slabs. But after its claws scratched apart the third slab, the witch finally lost patience, picked up a broom, and thoroughly drove the black cat out of the Magic Circle's construction area.
"Your greatest contribution today was not coming near our Magic Circle." As they left the Mystic Realm's Small World, Colmar praised the black cat like that.
That sounded like sarcasm. Looking at the sincere expression in the witch's eyes, the black cat was not quite sure.
Even if it was not sarcasm, it still was not exactly a compliment.
For a moment, the black cat could not think of a suitable reply. In the end, it could only answer as an ordinary cat would, with a meow.
For some reason, Ilena suddenly