The witch thought I am a Demon God-Chapter 557 - 325: Obtain Viscount Territory Once Again! (Two - s in One)_3

Joanna said, "Wait a moment, you’re not playing the ring toss anymore? Then you can still play darts. The prize pool for darts and ring toss is the same, and you can recalculate the number of turns. The first turn costs five hundred gold pounds, and the second is five thousand gold pounds."

The Hearthstone Witch rolled her eyes. "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Ivita immediately had Kamizuki bring out the prepared five hundred gold pounds and handed them to Joanna.

Joanna turned and took out a red cloth from under the seat where she had been sitting. She flipped the cloth over to reveal ninety-six thumb-sized balloons hanging on its surface.

Joanna hung the red cloth in the air, as if there was a wall in the air, and the cloth hung there suspended.

"In our hometown of Santa Claus, if we want to place things on the moon or the sun, we can just reach out and grab them. I’m friends with Uncle Cloud and enjoy a good relationship with Mother Earth. There, when we’re hungry, we don’t need to hunt or roast food, we just need to take out a brush and draw the food we want to eat on the wall, and then the food will appear."

Joanna sighed. "The people of Maple Town are very strange. Even if I tell them this, they’ll just think I’m crazy."

"People living in cramped spaces in Maple Town don’t know about the wide expanse of my hometown."

Ivita asked tentatively, "Could you tell us where your hometown is?"

Joanna giggled, "Of course, it’s the hometown of all Santas. I’m not a qualified Santa yet, so I can only appear in various markets on Cross Island and conduct some small games like ring toss and dart throwing. But I believe that one day I will become a mature Santa!"

Ivita stood in the street, looking puzzled. "Santa is a profession?"

"Of course Santa is a profession. Many people in my hometown are striving to become Santa." Joanna said. "But it’s particularl difficult to obtain the Santa Claus Guild certificate. Many people can only settle for becoming the ’Pumpkin Old Man,’ ’Severe Winter Old Man,’ or even fall to become a Christmas Demon."

Ivita squinted his eyes.

It was the first time he knew that there is not just one Santa, it was actually a profession.

Joanna was not as carefree anymore when she spoke about this, she said with concern: "Becoming Santa is the dream of everyone in my hometown. Santa gives many children gifts."

"As long as these children make a wish to the falling star on the last day of midsummer, there is a certain chance that their wishes will come true. They will receive the reasonable gifts they want on Christmas day in the same year."

"Many people don’t understand this rule of wishing, so they’ve never received gifts from Santa on Christmas. I hope that I can pass the exam and not end up being the lowest-ranking Pumpkin Old Man or the same level as Lower Santa - Severe Winter Old Man, even though all of them give out gifts, only Santa is the most free."

Joanna kept talking: "Speaking of freedom, people in my hometown and the Black Sea people, they all love freedom, none of them want to be ruled by a king."

The Hearthstone Witch and Ivita glanced at each other.

Through Joanna’s words, they unconsciously revealed an important piece of information - how to make a wish to Santa and get a gift.

But it seems that only children’s wishes work.

The Hearthstone Witch wished she could erase two hundred years from her age, become a child, and make a wish to Santa every day.

Ivita does meet the age requirement, so he made a note of it. But it was already near winter, so he missed it and has to wait until next year.

Ivita asked Joanna, "So, Miss Joanna, where is your hometown?"

Joanna pointed to the sun in the sky and said, "There."

Archspan style="mso-spacerun:’yes’;" " " "That’s my hometown. Inside the sun, in the Sun Sea, there’s an island called Christmas Island. That’s why I said the Black Sea is very similar to my hometown."

Ivita paused for a moment, so the hometown of all the Santas in this world is actually up in the sky, not on earth.

That means any ship or climbing shoes couldn’t help you reach Santa’s hometown.

Joanna said, "Hurry up and throw your darts. I’ve talked so much, I’m thirsty."

Ivita took the ten darts handed by her and gave them to the Hearthstone Witch. "What’s it...I feel tired, why don’t you throw these darts instead."

The Hearthstone Witch was flattered and assured Ivita, "Your Excellency, be assured, I will definitely hit her Viscount José’s Territory!"

The Hearthstone Witch threw the first dart. Her dynamic vision was excellent, so she could hit the darts that ordinary people might miss. As a result, the first dart punctured the balloon hanging on the red cloth in mid-air - the balloon ’snapped’ and burst.

A fluttering piece of paper flew out of the punctured balloon.

On the paper were bold words - ’Reward: One part of Viscount José’s Territory.’

Ivita and Joanna both were stunned. There were ninety-six thumb-sized balloons on the red cloth, but the Hearthstone Witch hit the best prize with the first throw of the dart.