“Where is she?”

With a deep sigh, she went to the young Princess. “You think you can handle it after all the… commotion?” She was talking about the things she heard them talk about.

The Eldest of the Red Witches looked at the Princess with a faint smile. Laylin remained still. Her countenance was quite ample as she looked ahead at the lake in front of her.

Ultimately it didn’t matter if Laylin could or couldn’t. She will have to. For the sake of everyone. For the future.

Valerie sighed, “We can do it ourselves too.” Laylin knew it too.

The witches could very well pull off a teleportation spell but they didn’t trust her or the magic circle she had drawn especially after Aunt Berilla couldn’t perform the designation spell. The battle with demonic monsters will take more than just technique, hesitation could cost these witches their lives.

Only Laylin knew Berila couldn't do it because the Great Mistress had made that spell to pull her into the memory abyss.

So the witches needed to believe any of them