One-Eyed Monster

The broad brim of her hat obscured most of Witch Biggs’s face as she leisurely followed Housekeeper Uli. Her loose black wizard robe entirely enveloped her in shadow. If it weren’t for her glinting gold-rimmed glasses, the dozing guard at the entrance might have mistaken her for a Shadow Ghost trailing Uli.

Witch Biggs wasn’t clothed this way because she feared the sun. She was a bona fide Wizard, not some Dark Wizard who strayed from the righteous path and feared sunlight. She had intentionally dug out this black wizard robe ensemble from the depths of a chest to hide her hunched figure. She felt that the purpose of her visit to Governor Rostellum was to reignite her Divination business; therefore, she had to project confidence during their conversation. However, a stooped posture could render even the most confident words powerless, so wearing this ill-fitting, oversized wizard robe ensemble was particularly important. The voluminous wizard robe could create a large shadow. This shadow could not only hide Witch Biggs’s hunched back but also shroud every word she uttered—whether confident or timid—in layers of mystique.

As a Wizard, Witch Biggs deeply understood the importance of exchange. Thus, she firmly believed that the Rain Crystal Stone she had just offered would undoubtedly allow her to reclaim her old title: "Gaga County’s Omnipotent Great Witch." Although this title couldn’t help her advance to the rank of Gray Robe Wizard, it had once motivated her to strive in that direction.

With the creak of the opening door, the Great Witch slowly walked into the official residence of Gaga County’s Governor.

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Before Witch Biggs could offer a polite greeting, an agitated Elder Rostellum spoke first, "You’re here to apologize for your failed Divination, aren’t you, old woman? Isn’t it a bit late for that now?"

This situation was completely different from what the Great Witch had anticipated. Elder Rostellum’s demeanor was aggressive, flaring up like a fire.

"I..." Witch Biggs paused. If I state my purpose now, the Governor will surely throw me out. She quickly adopted a humble expression and said carefully, "I wonder if this softly glowing stone is to Your Excellency’s liking? This is merely a small token of my respect for you, Milord. This one... this one is my sincere apology."

With that, Biggs retrieved another brightly colored stone from her voluminous wizard robe.

As the County Governor, Elder Rostellum was adept at controlling his emotions—a fundamental requirement for a Politician. After all, if one couldn’t manage their own joys and sorrows, they couldn’t possibly uphold so-called fairness and justice, though that was, in truth, another matter entirely. So, when the Great Witch produced the second stone, Elder Rostellum didn’t so much as bat an eyelid, even though his heart had already leaped to it.

"You should know that these strange stones cannot be circulated as currency on the Yowein Continent. I allowed you in because these stones might pertain to political secrets. Whether it’s the County Administrative Office or the City Administrative Office, upon seeing such stones, the first order of business is naturally to—confiscate them." As Rostellum uttered the word "confiscate," his entire soul seemed to pounce on the stone.