Louisiana, New Orleans.
As a seaport city, New Orleans had a long history as a modern city.
It was the second largest port, second only to New York.
The air near the river carried the smell of water and old wood. Streets ran narrow between buildings that had stood through storms and decades of traffic, and the Witch Academy sat a little apart from the busiest parts of that.
The Witch Academy sat in a small town in this region.
This place had originally been deserted, the best location for hiding from witch hunters.
But as the times changed, the witch hunters lost government support, and the witches gained room to breathe.
Along with modern development, it was smoothly disguised as a private girls' academy.
This academy did not have students every year.
In its long history, after the witches suffered large-scale hunting, those who remained were few and fewer still.
Added to that, some who knew they were witches refused to reproduce offspring, as well as deaths from various causes in the many years that followed.
By today, the witches still on the Witch Council's register, former Supremes included, did not even number a hundred.
According to Myrtle Snow, the witches of their generation back then were enough to approach twenty.
But the witches recruited this year, Madison included, were only four.
The building itself looked ordinary enough from the outside. White walls, old trees, a sign that could have belonged to any quiet private school. Nothing about it advertised what lived inside.
"Zoe? You said one of the students enrolling this year is named Zoe?"
Madison looked at Luke in surprise. "Isn't Zoe Irene's younger sister?"
The nun Irene had already abandoned her faith, and people followed Luke.
The Lord saw not and heard not, but Luke was right before their eyes.
He had casually granted her eternal life and the power of exorcism.
According to Irene, if Luke went to a church right now and said he was God, she feared those popes and bishops would immediately worship Luke as God.
Because the Vatican had also gone many years without receiving an oracle from the Lord!
Now, their exorcisms all relied on previously accumulated holy water and exorcism tools. Break one, and there was one less. They were long since unable to deal with the increasingly frequent supernatural incidents.
"I already had Irene notify Zoe. When the time comes, she will go to the Witch Academy with you for training."
When Luke first took Irene in, he had Irene warn Zoe not to date men, and even less to look for a man.
Zoe was a witch born awakened with the Black Widow curse.
In a manner of speaking, an ordinary person who entered Zoe would faint because of the Black Widow ability.
This was a magical side effect. Even bringing an umbrella was useless.
Those who should die still died.
One could say Zoe was more suited to the name Black Widow than Natasha.
Madison casually raised a brow. "Oh, twin sisters. I wonder, compared with Irene, what kind of person this Zoe is."
"I don't know what kind of person she is, but she's quite pretty, and even a bit cuter than Irene."
Luke shook his head. The Black Widow ability was absolutely a curse for a normal woman.
A normal man simply could not withstand the Black Widow ability.
In the original story, Zoe could only be with the male lead, who died and was then stitched back together from different corpses.
The male lead was already dead, and after resurrection became a living dead, so he was immune to the Black Widow ability.
Madison said with some sympathy, "That sounds too miserable. Darling, are you also unable to resist the Black Widow curse?"
"In theory, I have no problem."
Luke affirmed after thinking it over.
The horse talisman had already been upgraded to Version 8.3, and could dispel the negative effects caused by many external forces, including curses and magic.
Although the Black Widow ability was terrifying, it was still not enough to threaten him, who possessed the horse talisman.
And with Luke's terrifying vitality and recovery ability alone, he still would not be killed by the Black Widow ability.
"Looks like our little sister Zoe needs darling to go save her?" A playful smile appeared on Madison's face.
Myrtle Snow was dazed for a moment.
For an instant, the fake-smiling Madison overlapped with the young Fiona.
She had a feeling that Madison and Fiona were the same kind of person, coquettish, the sort that made one very uncomfortable.
Right. Wasn't Madison's previous behavior similar? So she was also this strong?
Looking at Luke, Myrtle Snow decided she had better not speak.
Although she had this feeling, she still felt Fiona was even faker.
Madison was still young.
Soon, the three arrived at the Witch Academy.
There was still some time before a normal school's term began.
But the Witch Academy was different from other schools. Once the people were gathered, class began.
Madison was the last one.
"Myrtle Snow, I didn't expect you to personally bring the last witch to enroll. She seems very special?"
After Supreme Fiona received the notice, she came to the main hall in surprise and swept her eyes over Madison and Luke.
When she saw Luke, Fiona's brows furrowed slightly. "Our academy doesn't recruit male witches. Who is this male student?"
Not everyone at the witch school was female.
Some men also had witch bloodlines, and could awaken magic power.
It was just that male witches were generally rejected by witches. Their numbers were scarce, and their magical strength was far inferior to witches.
Therefore, the male witches currently existing under the Witch Council numbered only a dozen or so, and one of them was a member of the Witch Council.
The other male witches had their own organization, a loose circle of male witches.
Added to that, the male witches in the Council were perhaps influenced by witch blood, and one of them was gay.
This did not leave Fiona with a good impression of male witches.
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