Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

Garden Rose Witch's Meeting Room.

"After hearing all this, Miss Elena, do you think humanoid magical dolls should be banned?" Hayley looked at Elena, who was already dozing off, and that look immediately dispelled Elena's deep sleepiness.

I think Magic Cement No. 46 should be mixed with chocolate croissants...

"Irena, are you listening?" Hayley called out to remind her.

“Miss Hayley, before I answer, may I ask one more question?” Elena said, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.

"You ask."

"What do you think about Holberly's death?" Elena asked.

"You mean that out-of-control magical doll? I heard it was recently blown to pieces, but the heroine of the Garden of Beauty, Demiémont, hasn't come to our country to claim her bounty," Hayley said. "Is her death related to your next answer?"

Elena remained silent, waiting for Hayley to continue.

“I think we let her down. She was a hero,” Hailey said. “It’s not fair to her to end up like this, as a hero who has been dedicated to protecting the junkyard for decades.”

“Yes—it is indeed unfair. So, what about those magical dolls who silently contribute to the Garden of Demiémy and Angels? Do they have the right to choose?” Elena took a sip of her instant coffee, her brows furrowing immediately.

Luckily, I spat it out.

Tsk, why is it so bitter? Did you add sugar?

“Um… Elena, it seems you drank my coffee,” Morissa said, scratching her head.

Elena calmly put down her coffee, pretending not to have heard. "I'm not embarrassed; it's others who are embarrassed."

“Miss Elena, do you really think so?” Hayley asked.

“Well—it’s true,” Elena said. It was probably best to go along with her at a time like this…even though she herself didn’t want to have any opinions on this kind of politics.

Hailey didn't press for more details. To be honest, she didn't know why she wanted to be recognized so much; it was probably because of the rejection she felt from reality.

"Tomorrow we'll be officially launching the operation to eliminate magical dolls. Every team needs a witch to keep things under control. Morissa isn't strong enough, so you'll assist her tomorrow," Hayley said.

……

The garden is a beautiful, abandoned street corner.

"So, why did you ask me for help, and why should I help you?" Qin crossed her arms and looked at the somewhat unusual magical doll in front of her with a cool gaze.

“You helped Holberly…” Diana said.

Although this answer was unexpected by Qin, it was also reasonable.

It seems that this magical doll has seen Holberly, who escaped from the junkyard.

"I can only answer the first question about this. Have you thought about the answer to the second question?" Qin said.

Diana gritted her teeth: "I have nothing, but if... you can rescue Kafka, I'd sell all my body parts—I don't have the magic crystals Holbley gave you, but I..."

"Is Kafka important to you?" Jean interrupted Diana.

Diana was taken aback by Jean's sudden and strange question, but quickly and clearly said the answer that was on the tip of her tongue: "More important than my life..."

“You’re just a magical doll; your life isn’t really worth much,” Jean said.

right……

He refused, and yes—he had the right to refuse.

My life is worthless. In the Garden of Demi-Europe, as long as you can obtain the right to settle here, you can buy a magical doll like her, who is born with a defect, for only five silver coins.

Honestly—Kafka, you're a fool for something as worthless as me.

Diana lowered her head in disappointment, preparing to turn and leave.

"Where is he?" Qin asked.

"Huh?" Diana looked up in astonishment at Jean's empty, emotionless eyes.

"Kafka...where is he?" Jyn's words reached her ears with exceptional clarity.

……

“You—you have no right to deal with her, let her go—” A fierce conflict erupted in the ordinary mansion as a man hysterically grabbed whatever weapon he could get his hands on and brandished it at the group of uninvited guests.

“Violating garden rules, sir, you know what the consequences will be, don’t you?” The leading mage calmly waved his wand, and the weapons that were hardly even sharp snapped in two. “This time, it’s just a warning. Next time, I will take action.”

Her name is Carol, and she is the radical executive officer of this law enforcement team.

It's worth mentioning that she is also the daughter of the Rose Witch, who has always been at odds with the Rose Witch Hayley.

As luck would have it, she was the same person who had spoken to Morissa before the Garden Council meeting began.

"Where is this law! You are violating people's private property rights!" the man said unwillingly, only able to watch helplessly as his "wife," who had been with him day and night, was taken away by the group of intruding magicians.

Their relationship was not recognized in the Garden of Beauty and Elegance, and was even illegal.

Now that things have come to this, all I can do is invoke the legal provisions that infringe on personal property rights to protect my rights. I'm willing to do anything to keep her.

"Article One of the Garden's Supreme Law states that the national interests of the Garden's Demi-European Elegance supersede all power. Sir, this law was just passed yesterday. If you have any objections, please go to the Garden Council to discuss them." Carola left coldly and ruthlessly.

They swiftly took the registered humanoid magic doll away, and the resistance they encountered was negligible to this team of elite magicians.

not to mention……

“Your Grace, the Gray Witch, we should proceed to our next destination,” Carola said politely to a gray-haired witch.

“Let’s go.” Elena nodded, her eyes revealing no particular emotion.

Even though Elena is not affiliated with the Garden of Demiea, she has the nominal authority to mobilize this magical team thanks to the endorsement of the Rose Witch Hayley.

She is the witch who leads this magical team.

But her actual role is merely deterrence.

At any time, a witch can exert more pressure than a group of magicians. No one with a sound mind would dare to confront a witch head-on.

Elena's presence can save the team a lot of trouble, even if she does nothing.

The salary is quite easy to earn.

As the conservative executive officer of the team, Morissa followed closely beside Elena, remaining silent the entire way, her eyes revealing no particular emotion, just like Elena's.

She and her teacher were both conservatives, and now they have no choice but to follow the radicals' policies, which is hardly a happy thing.

But as her teacher said, it was too late to undo the damage. Laws passed by the highest national authority should be enforced without fail; at least, this is a rule that any witch in the upper echelons of Garden of Demi-Europe would abide by.

Otherwise, the entire kingdom would be in chaos.

"No—don't take him away!" A woman threw a bunch of pots and pans, hoping they would intimidate the wolf-like law enforcement team.

But it was all in vain.

"How wicked you are!" the woman glared at Elena. "You will all suffer a terrible death."

Ugh, I got cursed again.

Elena looked away, refusing to look at her.

“Elena, are we really doing the right thing?” Morissa whispered, waving her wand to knock away the pots and pans being thrown at her and Elena.

“I’m not from your kingdom.” Elena didn’t want to answer such a politically sensitive question.

She really dislikes this feeling.

"Yes, I'm sorry to have put you in such a difficult position. After all, even I, a local, can't figure out the answer to this question," Morissa said with a wry smile.