Circy was a witch.

Her family could be traced back to very, very, very ancient times.

She was a Kletikans witch and the last heir of her family.

Although she was a Kletikans who emphasized nature and all things, Circy also loved research like an Ecktikian.

Especially the magic of time and space. Oh, they were really fascinating.

As mentioned above, she was the last heir of her family, so no one would be surprised if she curled up at home for ten days or half a month.

In fact, Circy did not have many friends.

Oh, of course, of course, she went to those ordinary people's schools.

But that boring knowledge was too boring, not even comparable to a frog, at least the frog had its value as a material.

The only cat in the world that would remember to not let her starve to death in the laboratory was probably the black cat she was raising.

Every witch should have a pet, especially a smart and elegant black cat.

It was a matter of face, a witch who went to the Witch Association alone would be laughed at.

Circy called her cat Cassandra, the Trojan princess who was endowed with the power of prophecy by Apollo. It sounded like a witch's name.

The space-time magic she had been researching recently was beginning to take shape. Once it was successful, she would be able to let her soul travel through time and space.

As a Kletika witch who was good at soul magic, it was not difficult to extract her own soul.

She would not be as stupid as Voldemort in the Harry Potter novel. Look at how crude he was when he cut the soul!

The moon was very good today, Circy's divination told her that this would be a lucky night.

This must be a reference to her lovely space-time magic!

How exciting!

Sensing her master's excitement, Kassandra slowly stretched lazily. Then, she lightly leaned over and wrapped her tail around her master's ankle.

Circy lowered her head and tapped the tip of her wet nose. Then, Cassandra obediently raised her head so that her master could extract her soul.

Circy had been preparing for this moment for far too long. The candlelight danced in her eyes, and her fingers fluttered as she made mysterious and complicated gestures.

In the small basement, the whirlwind gradually formed and enveloped the entire person.

The flames of the surrounding candles flickered wildly in the wind, but they were never extinguished.

Until a certain moment, the whirlwind almost broke through the floor, and the people inside fell to the ground as if they had been sucked dry. The candles were also extinguished at the same time.

The small house that was hidden in the forest began to rapidly deteriorate. The room was crawling with spider webs, as if time had suddenly sped up in this place.

No one knew that a witch had disappeared with her cat.

— — —

Traveling through time and space was like throwing a person into a washing machine. Wringing them twice wasn't enough, they had to be shaken dry!

If not for Circy's mastery of Soul Magic, she and her poor little Cassandra would have been smashed to pieces!

At the last moment, Circy felt like she was being spat out. Perhaps there was even a soft "pop" sound.

She and Cassandra were both in soul form. This state consumed a lot of energy, so her current task was to quickly find a place to settle them down.

The place she was in now looked like a backward village.

Correction, it was England. God knows what era it was in.

Circy stared at the approaching women for a long time. In the end, she could only determine that their accents belonged to her own country, just a few hundred years in the past.

Their accents sounded a little old, but it wasn't difficult to distinguish. After all, Circy was a witch who buried herself in studying magic spells every day.

Witches' spells were much more complicated than these.

Circy, who was eager to find a new body, didn't waste any time here. She quickly rushed into the village through the secluded country road.

Hey!

Look at what she found!

A woman who was about to give birth after a month of pregnancy!

An unborn baby!

This couldn't be more appropriate.

Unborn babies didn't have souls. They would slowly form a mist-like soul a month after they were born.

Some people's souls were just a cloud of mist their entire lives. It could be condensed or loose. Some people could have a vague outline.

But only witches!

Only witches with powerful magic, especially those from the Kletikans, could have a clear and strong soul.

Therefore, they always lived longer.

Her arrangements were settled, but Cassandra still needed a body.

But this village, unexpectedly, was gone!

There was!

A cat!

Even an ordinary cat with mixed fur would do. But all she could see was a dog, a golden retriever.

"Oh, my poor Sandi. I'll have to trouble you to stay in a dog's body for the time being. When I find an elegant cat, I'll immediately change you into a new body." Circy guiltily stroked the soul of the cat curled up in her arms.

Cassandra followed her master's action and intimately rubbed her palm, indicating that she didn't mind.

Coincidentally, the pregnant woman's dog had just given birth to a litter of puppies. Circy sent Cassandra into the most beautiful puppy of the bunch.

Then, without hesitation, she plunged into the woman's high belly.

Warm amniotic fluid, steady heartbeat. Circy, who was exhausted after traveling through time and space, slowly fell into a deep sleep.

— — —

"Harder!

Put in more effort!

It's almost out! "

"A girl!"

Squeezed, noisy noises, and then a sudden brightness. Circe realized that she had been born. Once again.

She cooperated with him and howled twice. Then, with a clear conscience, she once again fell into a sweet dream.

How much strength can you expect from a baby?

It was only when Circe no longer needed a lot of sleep that she began to get to know her new family.

Her original parents loved nature and exploring all kinds of primitive places until one day they never came back.

Circe didn't know what the two of them had been through, and she didn't pay much attention to it. Her parents weren't at home all year round, and she had long gotten used to living with Katarina. The concept of parents was very foreign to her.

Now she had a chance to get rid of the concept of normal parents. To be honest, it was quite novel.