PS. Brittania has won the World Cup! For the Lady!
The next day, on the cold streets of Bodlukes, a beautiful witch apprentice appeared.
"Boo! Mentor, where did you go?" Catherine walked alone on the street with a face full of grievance, trying in vain to find her mentor.
Just as she turned a dark corner, a hand covered the young apprentice's mouth. The girl was about to struggle when she found herself being pulled into a carriage. Looking back, the girl let out a sigh of relief: "Member of Parliament? I've been looking all over for you."
Veronica's face was full of a nourished glow, her flawlessly smooth skin radiating a unique shine. She leaned lazily on cushions and pillows, covered with a blanket: "Alright, Catherine, there's nothing else to do, let's head to Gene Territory together."
