Chapter 558

Chapter 565: The Witch Who Stumbled Into Orario (Please Subscribe!)

As a tourist, the silver-haired woman’s attire was far from low-key.

On the contrary, she stood out in the crowd like a sore thumb.

A large witch’s hat sat atop her head, her ash-white side ponytail flowing down, with strands of hair tied by tiny golden hoops at the ends.

A long black robe hung loosely on her shoulders, draped over everything else. Beneath it, a chestnut-red coat, a beige shirt, and even silk long underwear wrapped around her alluring figure layer by layer.

For this reason alone, it was impossible to discern the woman’s figure. But judging from her mature and elegant aura, it surely wasn’t anything less than stunning.

At her feet were long boots adorned with gray bows, paired with rare two-layered black stockings.

Layer upon layer of thick clothing could only be described as “bulky.”

In this period before winter had arrived, such attire was practically akin to deliberately drawing attention.

Even if she hadn’t intended to do so.

At this moment, the silver-haired woman also noticed Izay’s gaze on her, slightly turning her head, her slate-blue eyes meeting his deep blue ones.

(“Not bad…”)

She too was making an assessment, forming her first impression of Izay within her mind.

His clear eyes held nothing superfluous; just that single point would prevent Victoire from arbitrarily developing any aversion toward him.

But why was he staring at her?

Could it be that she had captivated him?

(“Oh my~ How troublesome… The lethal charm of a mature woman is still too potent against younger boys, isn’t it?”)

Her expression remained unchanged, but Victoire’s inner monologue was quite active.

It wasn’t that she currently harbored any special feelings for Izay.

It was just her personality… laced with a bit of narcissism.

Driven by these inner thoughts, Victoire curved her lips into a faint smile.

Yet she had no intention of initiating conversation.

After lightly nodding in acknowledgment, she passed by Izay and the others, strolling further into the city along the street.

“Hey! Snap out of it! She’s already gone! You’re still staring! Your eyes are practically glued to her!”

Laentoluca leaned close to Izay, puffing her cheeks as she spoke.

The young girl felt rather disheartened by Izay’s “unable-to-resist-beauty” behavior.

Isn’t she just a little older than me?

Just wait till I grow up! I’ll definitely surpass her!

“No, I feel like I recognize her, but I’m not sure if she’s the person I remember. Shakti, could you tell me the name she registered on her entry permit? I need to confirm.”

Hearing Laentoluca’s complaint, Izay shook his head gently in explanation while looking toward the guild leader beside him.

“If you’re thinking of hitting on her, you’d better hurry, Izay. She’s reportedly just a traveler and won’t stay in Orario for long. And be careful, don’t let your harem catch fire～”

Shakti’s face lit up with a mischievous grin.

She knew all too well how much luck Izay had with women.

Just counting those who have shown affection for him, there were more than ten, yet here he was, trying to add another.

Sigh, youth is truly wonderful!

Having experienced a dark period many years ago, Shakti’s current mindset had become somewhat detached. She felt that Izay’s dedication to pursuing love was absolutely commendable.

Orario should indeed be vibrant!

“I didn’t know you were such a gossipmonger… Shakti.”

“Sorry sorry, just a fleeting thought. Anyway, I can tell you the lady’s name too. Her registered name is Victoire, quite a unique individual.”

According to Shakti, the woman was the disciple of an old magician from the magic kingdom, self-claiming to be a witch with the ability to create magical artifacts.

The broom in her hand was one such artifact capable of flight.

As for other details, they were unclear since their brief exchange didn’t provide much information.

But one thing was certain—she bore no divine blessing!

This was personally verified by Shakti, leaving no room for error.

“Victoire? The Gray Witch? When did she become someone from the Magic Kingdom?”

No…

Why would the witch appear in Orario in the first place?

That was what he needed to pay attention to!

They weren’t even from the same world.

What’s going on here?

Izay’s azure eyes flickered with surprise.

“Eh? How do you know she calls herself the Gray Witch? So you really know each other?”

Now it was Shakti’s turn to be astonished.

She had assumed Izay was merely using an excuse to get her name.

(Do I seem so unreliable in your eyes? What bad luck…)

Looking at her stunned expression, Izay almost couldn’t keep a straight face.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Izay explained: “I know her, but she doesn’t know me. And I’m not as lecherous as you think!”

It was their first meeting; what kind of feelings could he possibly develop towards her?

Should he marry her right away?

Absolutely not!

He definitely shouldn’t rush things like that!

At least some mutual understanding needed to be cultivated first before discussing anything else.

Shakti felt a bit embarrassed after being called out, realizing she had jumped to conclusions. She immediately waved her hands apologetically at Izay.

“Ah… cough cough, consider it a joke. Don’t be mad, I actually trust your character.”

“Forget it, no need to dwell on this nonsense. Let’s talk business. I’m here to renew our entry permits. You should’ve received the message, right?”

Sighing, Izay decided not to continue discussing such topics.

There would be plenty of time later to uncover the mysteries surrounding this.

For now, he needed to focus on Laentoluca and the others.

“I know, preparing five sets of entry info first, right? Lately, we’ve been swamped with this kind of work… Even the heretics are queuing up～”

With a hint of melancholy in her tone, Shakti turned around and began leading the way for Izay and Laentoluca.

“That’s perfect. I’ve got a batch of illegal immigrants here too, ready to boost your performance!”

“Performance like that, I want none of it!”

Both parties kept their voices low during their conversation, ensuring only the other party could hear.

After all, this wasn’t something glorious or something to be publicized.

……

Last night, Izay had coordinated with Fels.

Based on the early exploits of the Artemis Familia outside, they fabricated a backstory for Laentoluca and the others, claiming they were saved by a goddess and wanted to join her familia to repay the favor.

Their race underwent slight modifications; Gold Fairies were simplified into simply Fairies.

When Fels heard about this, he was completely dumbfounded.

Living for eight hundred years, he knew about sprites and elves, but never imagined fairies existed in the world.

Then Izay shut him up with the argument, “The world is vast, how do you know they don’t exist?”

Speechless, Fels could only suppress his curiosity for now and acted as a go-between to help Izay communicate with the deity Ganesha.

Currently, in Orario, anyone wishing to forge identity information couldn’t avoid the Ganesha Familia.

Fortunately, the Ganesha Familia was on their side～!

The deity was also warm-hearted.

Upon learning about the existence of the fairy race, Ganesha reacted much more gracefully than Fels.

Perhaps deities were more open-minded in this regard. With a wave of his hand, he readily agreed to Izay’s request.

Thus, Izay came here today to follow the procedures with Shakti.