Chapitre 260: The Scented Soap and Liquor

The setting sun was slanting towards the west, the rolling heat wave was fading, and the tweeting sound of the cicadas was gradually subsiding. However, the castle was still a little stuffy, as oppose to Sleeping Island surrounded by the sea.

Evelyn who was covered with sweat walked up to the second floor and opened the bedroom door, a burst of coolness suddenly enveloped her.

"You've had a long day of the test," A black-haired woman who was looking mature and capable said with a smile, "Well, how did it go?"

Her name was Scroll. She was the oldest witch in the Witch Cooperation Association and a very friendly senior. Evelyn could feel the care and concern from her after getting along with her for only a day.

"I... don't know," Evelyn said with a little frustration, "the others had cast their ability while His Highness only asked me a few questions when it was my turn. Was it because... he felt that I'm useless?"