The witch thought I am a Demon God

Ivita sat on the stool at her desk, not speaking. She just raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Sometimes, it’s like that. The big shot gets whimsical and gives others some benefits.

This Milani is in luck.

"Friends for a few months?" Ivita questioned, "How did you break up afterwards? I heard from a friend named Gastrot that anyone who wishes to realize their dreams can find her among the roses on the riverbank. She is a very ancient witch."

"She even became a certain phenomenon in the Dark Magic Forest."

Milani smirked. "So that explains her fickleness. One day, I just casually said something wrong, and it angered her so much that she severed all ties with me."

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"That Black Fairy was always so capricious."

"Although she is fickle, she does have the capital to be."

"Because people always come to her for help, she never goes to anyone else."