The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

"You've worked hard all these years."

Carmela looked at the four young witches before her, a rare gentleness appearing in her golden eyes:

"The concept of time among the Spirit Clan is completely different from ours. Anita's slumber to receive the inheritance will last for decades or even centuries. However, before she fell asleep, she specifically instructed us that as long as we placed her in the wilderness protection magic circle, the firework magic bullets there would still automatically trigger as usual, continuing to protect this wilderness."

Tracy and I will stay in the wilderness for a while after we return this time, to learn the life-forging techniques that Anita risked her life to bring back.

"With us in the wilderness, we have nothing to fear from any invading tribes. You can now go about your business with peace of mind."

Tracy, who had been quietly reading the Book of Omniscience, slowly raised her head, her silver-grey eyes gleaming with an all-knowing light: "I think the alien races will not invade again."

Her fingertips still rested lightly on the shimmering pages of the book. Through the Book of Omniscience, she had already gained insight into the turbulent changes that had taken place in the world of Valen during this period.

The orc prophet's prophecy about Anita, the demons' instigation from the shadows, the cold indifference of the angels and dragons, the human empire's restless ambition, and Moran's sudden introduction of the "friendship system" in the Dawn Society, which he had been running for many years, which completely changed the landscape.

The worst fears of Anita and Carmela—the exposure of Anita's secret and the threat to the wilderness—have indeed come true.

But to her amazement, Moran effortlessly defused these crises.

A simple concept of "friendship" has bound all the alien races of the Valen world to the warships of the witches, and even provided an opportunity to hone the abilities of the Valen witches.

Seeing that Carmela still looked puzzled, Tracy gently pushed the Book of Omniscience forward.

The pages moved without wind, and countless golden characters leaped from the paper, enveloped in a silver energy, flowing like a galaxy towards Carmela's brow.

Carmela was already used to this. She calmly closed her pale golden eyes, letting Tracy's knowledge flow into her mind like a clear spring.

A moment later, when she opened her eyes again, they were filled with incredulous amazement: "Amazing! Moran!"

More than a decade ago, Moran confidently declared that he had a way to protect the wilderness.

No one expected that this little witch, who had just come of age, would be able to completely resolve the crisis that had plagued the witch clan for thousands of years in such an unexpected way.

Unlike Anita, who used overwhelming fireworks and bombs as a form of military intimidation, Moran chose a gentler yet more subtle path.

Her "friendship system" is like an invisible net, weaving all spellcasters in the world of Valen into the witch's community of interests.

Today, every spellcaster who relies on the Dawn School cards has become the witch's most steadfast supporter.

Once, the alien races feared that harming a witch would incur Anita's wrath; now, they are more worried that harming a witch would result in being expelled from the Dawn Society.

This shift from one beginning to the other perfectly demonstrates the wisdom of using both "coercion" and "enticement".

Carmela couldn't help but think that when news of Anita's danger spread, only the witches were concerned, while the alien races were eyeing the wilderness with predatory intent.

But if Moran were to encounter danger one day, all spellcasters in Valen would probably be shaken – after all, given the current popularity of Dawn Academy cards in the spellcasting world, who would be willing to lose the magical treasure created by this card witch?
Looking at this young junior in front of her, Carmela's golden eyes were filled with amazement.

She recalled that when she, Tracy, and Anita were this age, they could only carefully hide their identities and silently accumulate strength in the shadows.

Moran, however, was already standing in the sunlight. She had used her wisdom to bind her own safety and that of the witch clan with the interests of every spellcaster. Praised so highly by her senior, Moran tried hard to remain calm, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

Her deep purple eyes sparkled with joy, like a student receiving praise from a teacher, proud yet tinged with shyness.

These are the witch seniors she has admired since birth!

When she was a child, she read the magic section of the "Young Witches" series the most.

At that time, she longed to become a powerful witch like her predecessors, who could turn the tide and protect a race.

Now she is being praised by her revered witch senior.

She finally became a powerful witch, just like her predecessors, capable of turning the tide when her people faced crises.

All those years of hard work have been worth it!
I need to work even harder in the future.

“In my previous life, there was a warm custom in the world,” Moran said, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia as she gestured unconsciously with her hands. “When wanderers returned home, their families would always prepare a lavish welcome feast. The witches were also a loving family. Our ancestors had been traveling all these years and had finally returned. Why don’t we rest here for a while and enjoy the delicious food we’ve prepared?”

Fearing her seniors might disagree, she added, "Besides, I'm planning to explore the Sky Well and would love to hear your advice!"

Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph immediately surrounded them, their four pairs of eyes sparkling as they gazed at their two seniors, like little animals waiting to be fed.

They had a plan in mind—nothing could bring them closer together than sharing food!

Moreover, they also had many questions they wanted to ask their seniors.

Carmela and Tracy exchanged a smile and nodded in agreement almost without hesitation.

After all, the wilderness is safe now, and there's no need to rush to set up Anita's fireworks wand.

Moreover, although they are experienced, they also know how to enjoy the pleasures of life.

As a senior, it is my duty to provide guidance to the younger witches.

As soon as the two seniors nodded, the four young witches busied themselves as if they had been given a speed-up spell.

They carefully selected all kinds of food cards from the card shop, each representing their favorite delicacy.

Sylph also specially brought out her carefully cultivated mutant fruits, which exuded an enticing sweetness.

As a huge picnic blanket was spread out on the grass, it was soon covered with a dazzling array of delicious food.

Seeing how many delicious dishes could be conjured from these tiny cards, even the well-informed Carmela and Tracy couldn't help but marvel at the convenience of these magical cards.

Carmela suddenly remembered something and took out a long-forgotten {Management Card - Carmela}.

When she saw the accumulated gem coins on the card, her usually calm and composed golden eyes widened instantly: "My God! This...this profit is incredible!" (End of Chapter)