Not The Right Time Yet

A week had passed since the witch and Fei's incident.

Once the curse was lifted from the witch, her complexion got healthier.

Her gray hair didn't look like some dying old man's anymore and rather appeared lustrous metallic gray. It looked great on her.

Her eyes weren't lifeless anymore and now had a platinum gray look to it.

All in all, she was healthy and so was Fei.

Fei's rank was unknown and the witch, who's name was Sylvia, was a Supreme Rank.

She had enmity with the Queen Mother of Witches, but becoming a maid now, she had to follow a few rules and not outright be able to attack her.

Lith had plans for her and asked her to stay calm, he'd do something about her conflicts.

Fei still looked like a young petite girl, almost like a loli about to go through puberty. Though, if one underestimated her, one would get killed without even knowing how and when they died.