The Witch's Imaginary Land: Redemption Comes After Sticking Together

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Jiang Kehan ​​twitched her nose slightly, which was a sign that she agreed with Angelette's statement.

At least in terms of taste, the other party definitely suits Jiang Kehan's taste.

The seemingly thick smoke here is actually a special fragrance used to refresh the mind, creating a sense of battlefield tension without being pungent.

Jiang Kehan ​​was starting to look forward to what the ball would be like.

Stepping inside the castle, one discovers its excessive simplicity; aside from what appears to be a hastily laid-out carpet, there are only some stone tables and chairs, devoid of any luxury.

If there's anything special about it, it's the lighting.

The undulating chandeliers swayed slightly, emitting two colors: pitch black and scarlet, like silent iron and hot blood.

Many witches had already arrived, holding champagne and red wine, scattered around drinking alone, their eyes sharp.

Jiang Kehan ​​then discovered that no matter where she stood, the pitch black and scarlet always managed to cleverly divide the light and shadow into equal halves.

So this scene looks like a gathering of a group of behind-the-scenes manipulators.

Uh, Jiang Kehan's eye twitched slightly, and she suddenly realized that her aesthetic sense was quite different from Sherlock Mike Van.

At least she wouldn't do something so grotesque in her own home.

Upon seeing Angela's arrival, many witches turned around, raised their glasses, and expressed their respect for her greatness.

So, Jiang Kehan, who was following behind Angela, naturally came into their view, arousing their curiosity.

The sun comes out in the west?

Angela Terry actually recruits administrative officers?

Or is there some mushroom in today's wine?

They looked at the wine in their hands with suspicion, and then many of the witches drank it all in one gulp.

After all, such a vigorous mushroom is not commonly seen.

However, Angela ignored them and continued walking into the castle with Jiang Kehan.

The ball actually begins on the second day; the first day is usually used for witches who have urgent business to attend to and who have been invited to the ball.

Therefore, the witches present today will be much more meaningful than the passing of the 7H elixir.

Angela didn't bother with the group of witches who each had their own agendas. Her main task today was to introduce Jiang Kehan ​​and Sherlock Mikefan to each other.

Moreover, Sherlock Mikfan was also somewhat curious about his future colleague.

Thus, Jiang Kehan ​​could only turn and leave amidst the varied gazes of the other witches.

"Oh?"

As they reached the balcony, a calm voice suddenly rang out. Sherlock Mikefan, dressed in a hunting robe, tilted his head slightly, his right hand resting on a sharp blade, and asked the question.

"This is the rising star you mentioned?"

After speaking, she gave Jiang Kehan ​​a sharp look, then leaned against the railing with a hint of boredom, gazing into the distance.

"not bad."

Jiang Kehan ​​stopped, staring at the sharp-tongued woman in front of her, a cold sweat already seeping out from her back.

The seemingly insignificant eye contact between the two seemed to have pulled them into a strange mental realm. It wasn't exactly a fight, but it was certainly not an easy one either.

"Just not bad?" Angela gave a light snort, then glanced at Jiang Kehan, signaling her to follow.

"Perhaps she will soon be able to take your place."

Sherlock Mike Van nodded reasonably, but then said something that surprised Jiang Kehan.

"It's quite possible. Her potential is only average, but behind her..."

"This is not an isolated case."

“However, you and she are both too hasty, Angelette.”

Sherlock Mikkelsen withdrew his gaze from the distance, frowning slightly.

"Before I met her, I thought your request to create hype was perfectly reasonable, but after I met her..."

Is it really necessary to force growth?

She nodded slightly to Jiang Kehan, indicating that she meant no harm, before waiting for their reply.

"Is it in a hurry?" Angela asked softly.

“I don’t think there’s a rush. She already possesses the temperament to match her greatness, as well as a strong enough will.”

"Those unnecessary accumulations and constraints will eventually dissipate like the moon's reflection in water. Since that's the case, why not just be decisive?"

"Should we take a gamble?"

"Are we just going to let her grow stronger peacefully over time, eventually becoming someone as unapproachable as Sophia?"

Sherlock Mikefan smiled, then seemed to be convinced, but did not expose Angela's ulterior motives.

"Indeed, we do not need another witch queen."

“So go and prove it to me, you’ve always known me, Angela.”

She turned around, with a touch of arrogance and sincerity, making Jiang Kehan ​​fully understand why the other party had the name "swordsman".

"I'm so pedantic that if you just throw the facts in my face, I'll humbly accept even the opinions of a paramecium."

"But conversely, without facts, even if I admire this future colleague, I will remain indifferent."

Sherlock Mikfan made a self-deprecating remark, then gazed at Jiang Kehan ​​and said this.

"Please outshine me at the entire ball, Jiang Kequn / flirt with Miss Liu Yingsan."

"A gentleman will always present a beautiful woman with flowers and applause."

"Or to be even more straightforward, draw your staff and challenge me to a fierce duel, that wouldn't be bad either."

Chapter 485 No Rush

"I will give you a satisfactory answer."

"As for challenging you, let's wait until the Witch Tournament. A noble duel would be too restrictive for us, wouldn't it?"

Jiang Kehan ​​answered with a balance of humility and arrogance, like a thorny rose that, amidst laughter, used the muzzle of a gun to stop the other party from drawing their sharp blade.

In fact, outshining everyone at the ball is much more difficult than engaging in a noble duel with Sherlock Mikkelsen.

After all, there are quite a few witches at the ball who are full of hidden talents, and proving one's determination in front of Sherlock Mikkelsen seems much easier in comparison.

Noble duels are not about winning or losing; they are more like a test of one's ability to stand on the podium.

To some extent, Sherlock Mikkelsen had already been persuaded, which is why he made the second, seemingly lenient, offer.

Although she jokingly said that she was a bit old-fashioned, in reality, the swordsman's mind was always clear, and being old-fashioned was just a scabbard she had put on herself.

"Hahaha."

Angela looked at the astonished Sherlock Mikfan, then suddenly burst into laughter, clutching her stomach, and winked at her.

"Well, my assistant has exceeded your expectations, hasn't she?"

“She is very outstanding, outstanding enough to stand on the same level as us, rather than being the junior you see her as.”

"So... get ready to applaud, Sherlock Mikfan."

She waved slightly, then turned around with Jiang Kehan, preparing to leave.

Jiang Kehan's performance was more than enough to satisfy Angelette.

“I will,” Sherlock Mikfan suddenly said softly, a smile on his face.

She glanced at the sharp sword in her hand and spoke with a touch of emotion.

"If Jiang Kehan ​​really succeeds, this sword should have a new owner."

Upon hearing this, Angela and Jiang Kehan ​​both paused, somewhat incredulous.

The sword in Sherlock Mikkelsen's hand is the same staff she has kept since her first noble duel and even after she achieved greatness; she has carefully protected it.

Its intrinsic value, and the significance behind it, far exceed our imagination, and to put it dramatically.

As long as you wield this sword called "Xiaoye," you can speak on behalf of the other party.

Angela didn't turn around, but simply waved her hand to indicate that she understood.

But she whispered to Jiang Kehan, "See? I told you you'd like Sherlock Mikkelsen, didn't I?"

"Although she is a bit rigid, her heart is so open and honest that even I am moved."

"How could the sun, on which the sun never sets, produce such greatness? It can't be that things reach their extreme and then reverse, can it?"

Angela said it with a hint of sarcasm, but Jiang Kehan ​​agreed.

A character like Sherlock Mikkelsen might have been better suited to be born in the City of Sin and among the common people, but...

A person like her cannot be confined by anything else. Regardless of where she was born, Jiang Kehan ​​is certain that the other person will always maintain this attitude.

They are pedantic and rigid, but it's hard to dislike them.

“In any case, she deserves my respect.” Jiang Kehan ​​nodded slightly in response.

"Perhaps this is what greatness should look like in my mind."

Upon hearing this, Angela glanced sideways at Jiang Kehan, seemingly believing that there was something more to her words.

However, she did misunderstand this time, because in Jiang Kehan's eyes, although Angela was somewhat unruly, she was no less than Sherlock Mikefan, and was even slightly better.

The lonely king and the upright swordsman are both protecting this kingdom in their own ways.

Perhaps these are the things that Little Lilith wants Jiang Kehan ​​to know and acknowledge.

Greatness remains a collection of witches, each with their own distinct nature, yet they all share a common thread: something worthy of their remembrance and protection.

It wasn't forced, but rather a voluntary act.

"A witch," Jiang Kehan ​​murmured, gripping her staff tightly. Her mind was clear and resolute, yet her thoughts were surprisingly simple.

She was just wondering how she would appear in the eyes of other witches in the future.

Perhaps, they deserve the same respect, and are willing to bow their heads slightly and smile.

Just thinking about it makes one want to burst out laughing.