Upon hearing Korma's question, the gray-robed witch took small breaths and only after a while, gathered enough courage to speak again.
However, this time, her voice was much weaker, lacking the previous ease and naturalness, "…I was wondering, would you like some Green Bee? You look a bit pale…"
Originally, she wanted to ask Korma where that dazzling silver hair was dyed and what the mysterious rune on his forehead meant. However, as the words reached her lips, she unconsciously switched to another question.
Korma's eyelids drooped as he tried hard to restrain the slight traces of magic power emanating from his body. Although tricksters, due to their insensitivity to magic power, did not react uncomfortably in her presence like the school wizards, they too could feel the increasingly oppressive atmosphere in the hall. This was not the outcome Korma had hoped for.
The witch's self-restraint quickly took effect.