World 9805, White Poplar City, by the shores of White Poplar Lake
"Hey, hey, do you think that little one will behave at home?
What if they blow themselves up again with one of those experiments?
I'm really worried..."
Since the departure, the Cat Witch had been incessantly talking on the network.
Clearly, in reality, she could often hold a gun and stay silent for an entire day, yet she was unexpectedly lively online.
At this moment, she was on a tree by the lake, holding a large sniper "cannon" as big as two of her, supported only by a slender branch as thick as a finger.
On the massive alloy cannon body, runes shimmered with a faint Magic Power Radiance, as if light as a feather, without any trace of weight, pointing remotely towards the island in the middle of White Poplar Lake from within the cover of the trees.
"Usually, when we go out to play, you don't seem to care about the child this much. Now that we're on a mission, you suddenly start worrying?
