"Long time no see, Servis, Chris, and Si Ye."
Tidaisi seemed to be walking down from the air on a staircase formed by air, and her silver eyes slowly swept over the three witches who had escaped from the trap.
"Long time no see, Tidice."
After giving a brief response, Servis walked aside. She and Titus didn't have much interaction, and she didn't want to get involved in these old grudges. She just stood here to ensure the safety of her two companions.
Although Titus wasn't particularly senior, her power of illusion allowed her to create many unique artifacts, mimicking the abilities of others. For example, the crescent-shaped staff she had just used was a replica of Dorothy's former staff of time and space, enabling her to freeze and bridge time and space.
The copying effect brought by the power of the phantom makes her almost omnipotent, so among the witches, her strength can be ranked among the top.
"welcome."
Chris looked at the witch who had suddenly visited her and gave a brief answer, but Si Ye still didn't speak.
"You still don't want to speak, Si Ye? We haven't seen each other for days." Tidaisi looked at the witch who looked like an enamel doll.
"It should be Tian. I saw you once in front of Dorothy's grave." Si Ye finally spoke, and closed the book he had been flipping through in the past.
"That time? It was so long ago. So many years have passed without me noticing."
While Titus and the others were talking, two Sequence 9 sages also flew over. Chris flew over first to explain, and then the two slowly left, ignoring the internal grudges between these witches.
At this time, Loran Hill also slowly flew over with Katie.
"It seems that another witch gathering is going to be held this time." Servais looked at the people in the field, felt something in his heart, and asked them to land.
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Inside the stargazing room in the book.
The bookshelf that was previously placed there was put away, and in the empty space was a rectangular blue coffee table with a white porcelain, red glaze and gilded teapot on it. Surrounding the coffee table were four sofas, two large and two small.
Tidaisi sat alone on a long couch, facing Siye, Chris, and Servis. On the side of the couch sat Loranhill and Ketti, sharing a couch. Fortunately, the two girls were well-proportioned, so it wasn't crowded. Or perhaps Ketti preferred leaning against Loranhill this way.
"It seems that not all the people have arrived yet." Servis said.
"I remembered, there is another one. Wait a moment." Chris stood up, and her light pink and white princess dress passed through the silver mirror in the air. Soon after, she came out pulling a blue-haired girl.
It was Vimiya. Loranhill looked at the familiar face and the name immediately came to his mind.
"Let me give you a brief introduction." Chris said.
"This girl's name is Vimiya. She is Phoebe's successor. Although she is incomplete at the moment, she will inherit Phoebe's power and become the new Witch of the Sea."
"Servis, the Gem Witch, little Loran and Vimiya should have seen them, haha."
Amid Chris's laughter, the two of them recalled the time when they went to the small town to buy clothes at the beginning of the school year, and nodded in acknowledgment.
"Si Ye, the witch of the Sealed Book, Tidaisi, the witch of a thousand changing illusions, and me, the Mirror Witch."
"Katie, the eighth generation Fire Witch, has just been reborn." Chris pointed at the innocent and curious red-haired girl.
"Finally, we have our youngest, the Witch of Stars and Miracles, Loran Hill."
After the introductions, Titus looked at the blue-haired girl and asked, "Is Lady Phoebe alright?"
"I wouldn't say it's very good, but it's stable at the moment, so she let me go to school and get in touch with the world." Weimiya said softly.
Phoebe is considered a very senior witch. She was born in the same era as Atatis. Due to old injuries from past wars, she is now nearing the end of her life.
After years of searching, the Sea Witch found Vimiya, a successor with a very similar personality and talent, hoping to transfer her power to her smoothly.
As a result, Vimiya slept in the underwater crystal for hundreds of years, only recently awakening. Unlike a natural-born witch, her inheritance was destined to be lengthy and extremely troublesome, and her power would even be greatly depleted and dissipated.
"Well, this time we have managed to gather representatives from all parties." said Tidaisi.
"Yes." Chris looked at the puzzled looks of Loran Hill and Katie, and explained carefully.
Today's witches are roughly divided into three factions. One faction is the witches born before and after the Chaos Disaster. Si Ye is the honorary leader, and its members include Chris, Servis... etc.
One faction is composed of witches headed by Titus, most of whom were born around the Mercury Dynasty.
The last faction, Selene's generation, consisted primarily of witches from the era of the True Crimson Empire, including Phoebe. However, with the exception of Phoebe, Selene and the others hadn't appeared in Ivar's world for a long time.
The three factions together have no more than 20 people. Some of them haven't been seen for hundreds of years, and it is not certain whether they are still in this world.
The witches in the room reminisced about the past. Chris sighed softly, "This is the first official gathering since the fall of Oz."
"However, nowadays, gatherings are becoming more and more simple." Titus looked at the empty room and clapped her hands. Burning brass candlesticks appeared all around, and then various delicacies and fruits appeared on the coffee table. Some of the fruits obviously had extraordinary properties.
"It can't compare to the hospitality of Lord Atatis as recorded in the gem, but this will do for now. Little Loran, on the other hand, may very well become a big man like Atatis in the future." Tidaisi said so, and then picked up a light green and crisp grape.
After a few people talked for a while, her mood calmed down a little.
"No way." Looking at the several Sequence 9 witches in the field, Loran Hill felt that he did not have the ability to participate in the meeting at the moment.
"That's true." Chris nodded in agreement. In the eyes of the witch, a hundred years is not a long time. It is only a matter of time before little Roland grows up.
"Yeah." Si Ye rarely agreed.
As the conversation went on, the barriers between the witches that had separated them for hundreds of years gradually melted away, and then they began to talk about business.
"Regarding the things discovered in the Dusk Ruins, can they be used? Should they be promoted in the Ivar world? What restrictions should be imposed?"
"This was the origin of the conflict and the source of the tragedy hundreds of years ago."
“Is the past truly better than the present? Is everything worth inheriting?”
"Should we follow in the footsteps of those who came before us, or should we forge our own path?"
"Times are different after all."
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