Zheng Qing snapped back to his senses just in time to hear a black-robed wizard reporting to Hilda in a low voice. He immediately pricked up his ears.
"There are no signs of any abnormal lifeforms nearby. Less than three hundred meters from here, there is only a Gypsy witch playing with a group of cats," the black-robed wizard said with great certainty. "Other than her, no other wizards were found in the vicinity. We had originally intended to bring her here, but given the special circumstances, we returned to report to you first."
Zheng Qing could not help wrinkling his nose and sniffing.
He seemed to catch that familiar faint fragrance in the air.
"A Gypsy witch?" Assistant Hilda turned and gave Zheng Qing a surprised look. Clearly, he too suspected the witch's identity. After a pause, he said to Zheng Qing, "Go take a look. If it's Ilena, bring her back to the office for a simple inquiry... As for the rest of you, come with me to Linzhong Lake and confirm the fishmen's movements."
The young publicly funded student nodded repeatedly in acknowledgment, while the black-robed wizards answered in unison.
Their robe hems fluttered, a cool wind surged up and swept several dead leaves into the air, and the black figures vanished from the clearing in a flash.
The Gypsy witch was indeed Ilena.
The moment he saw her from afar, saw that beautiful hair of hers, Zheng Qing knew it was her.
When Zheng Qing found Ilena, she was standing beneath a Cat Fruit Tree, craning her neck to look at the furry fruits of all sizes hanging from its branches. Some of the furry fruits had their eyes half-closed as they snored contentedly; some had opened their eyes, lighting up pairs of little