"Madam, I hope you still remember our agreement."
The last words were clearly not for Merada, but for another lady in the nearly forgotten corner, an old woman.
Esmeralda!
Since the First Generation Witch appeared, no one cared about the Witch Leader.
This otaku woman who dreamed of becoming a "Bestselling Comic Artist" now completely looked like an old woman who had lost her divinity, despite still possessing vast witch knowledge, but now, she was no different from an old human woman.
She stared at her "Ancestor," with uncontrollable sorrow in her eyes, but not a trace of anger.
Perhaps there was some at the beginning, but it dissipated after hearing her conversation with Tang Qi.
She just looked at Merada, her hoarse old voice resonating.
