"Sigh..."
Outside the carriage, Ribertoli shook her head with a mix of frustration and concern.
As an elder in the Three Prophet Witches Council, she was more concerned about her younger students than many of her colleagues who only cared about their own research progress. Although no one knew the true extent of her power or age, this woman, who was rarely known in the world, had always maintained a wise and beautiful image since Olivia first met her. Years had passed, yet time seemed to have left no trace on her; it was as if even her hair hadn't grown.
Ribertoli was both strict and kind to young witches like Olivia, always willing to teach them good things. But now... this youngest legendary witch had fallen in love with another man!
This was indeed a distressing piece of news!
