So, besides the Promoters, there was only one powerful Caster left to preside over the name-inscribing ceremony...
Isaac already had a good guess as to that person's identity, so he stopped observing the names around him and walked in the direction of the aura. Soon, he saw a familiar woman...
Or rather, a familiar... magnificence!
"Long... time... no... see... I never thought... that this era... would still produce... a Mad Witch... as crazy as you..."
Hearing this familiar tone, Isaac smiled faintly and replied, "I also didn't expect to meet you here, esteemed senior Witch."
As he spoke, Isaac bowed respectfully. It was both a sign of respect for a senior and an expression of gratitude for her past help—even though the rules of the promotion ceremony were what they were, and he also had his Golden Finger to ensure a margin for error.
'But there's no harm in lowering my head at a time like this. Isn't it a good thing to make a good impression on a powerful figure?'
