"These witches are becoming a big problem." old man Timoteo grumbles as he sat in his seat.
"What do you suggest we do, Ninth?" Iemitsu asks from his position in front of Timoteo. He was kneeling in front of him as a sign of respect to the older man. Timoteo pinches the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, deep in thought. It has been a year since the witch hunt began, yet the number of witches did not go down a bit. In fact, the number of witches have increased over time. Many innocent lives have been lost as a result. People all over the country now live in fear every day due to the fact that their very neighbors could be witches as well.
"We should create a separate group to specifically fight these witches. Give them special training and such." one of Timoteo's guardian says.
"That doesn't sound so bad." anoher guardian
"But who will be willing to volunteer after so many people have died?" Timoteo says worriedly. Those who were in the room except for Iemitsu started murmuring to each other. They did not have many people to help defend against the witches anymore. Even after all this time, nobody knew what their weaknesses were. The only thing that they did to witches was burn them at the stake, which seemed like the most effective way so far.
"I think I know someone who can help." Iemitsu says. The whole then suddenly becomes silent. Timoteo and his guardians were listening. "He's someone who has had...an experience with witches and has been researching on them since." Iemitsu explains.
Some of the guardians were taken aback at this. "Don't tell me you're talking about that guy." one says.
"He's a mad man!" another protests. Pretty soon everyone started arguing with each other about the guy Iemitsu was talking about. "Ninth, what do you think?"
Old man Timoteo straightens up in his seat and exhales. "We have no other choice, these witches are starting to get out of control." he says, "I'll leave this task to you, Iemitsu."
The man lowers his head, "Yes, Ninth."