Otaku Witch
Chapter 899 - 899: 564. Reporting and Accidents_2

Hmm, without any obstruction, it's tacit approval. No problem with that.

In response, the Masked Senior Sister, sensing her Master's little thoughts, was speechless. She reached out with a small tentacle and then, somewhat annoyed, tapped this audacious guy on the head.

"Hmph, if it weren't the Angel Witch's territory this time, I'd be the first to hold you accountable, Dorothy, for dereliction of duty."

As the Future Fourth King, senior Fanny obviously had the awareness and integrity of the Witch King; she couldn't tolerate such dereliction, defiance, harboring of criminals, or to exaggerate, even collusion with foreign races, betraying one's own kind—even if Dorothy was the offender, she wouldn't easily forgive, and would punish accordingly.

But this time, it just happened that Dorothy opposed the Angel Witch's Judgment Order and intruded into the Angel Witch's forbidden ground, so it was alright.

After all, if the Emperor didn't heed the Prime Minister's arrest order and then took the fugitive for a stroll in the Imperial Garden, would that be considered a dereliction?

Although Dorothy wasn't the Emperor, in the Angel Witch Kingdom, within the Divine King Teacher's territory, she was more of an emperor than an emperor himself. Just from what was seen during the Witch's Night, Fanny was certain that if Dorothy did blow up the God King Cathedral for fireworks, her Divine King Teacher would clap lovingly beside and even ask if she had enough fun, and if not, then light a few more for fun.

Tch, this isn't about a public affair in the Witch World, but a family matter of the Divine King Teacher's household; no one can manage this mess. Let alone her, an unascended Fourth King, even if Dragon King Teacher or Demon King Teacher were pulled over, neither would dare intervene.

Of course, Dorothy didn't know what her Masked Senior Sister was thinking; anyways, most of her courage came from her Senior Sister's tacit consent, otherwise she might not have dared to be this reckless.

"Alright, we're here. Let's sneak in, pull out the sword, and... Oh, if we draw the sword, there's no need to run, all problems will be solved."

Unaware, the two had arrived at the main cathedral's entrance. Seeing this quiet cathedral, Dorothy said so.

"So, young lady, haven't you thought about what if I can't pull it out?"

Watching her young lady filled with confidence, Sophia said sullenly.

She really didn't know where the young lady's confidence in her came from.

All she had previously considered was attempting to draw the sword, and all efforts were merely for an opportunity to try; whether she could ultimately succeed in drawing it, she honestly didn't know.

But with the young lady, it seemed everything already presumed that she could draw the sword.

Dorothy: "....."

Homebody Witch fell silent; to be fair, this question really stumped her, as she hadn't really considered the possibility that Sophia couldn't pull the sword out.

After all, usually in anime and novels, it's portrayed like this. With my roommate's background and character experience, isn't she the destined protagonist? Generally, these sword-drawing trials are for the protagonist; if she can't draw it, who can?

"Hmm, you better manage to draw it; if it really doesn't work, then I'll just have to abandon the dream of being a civil engineering witch, and switch to become an armed witch exploring the outside world."

She scratched her head and said.

"Anyway, you're already mine, don't think that being exiled you'd regain freedom, that's impossible. I'll chase you to the ends of the earth, I'm determined to be your master."

Dorothy affirmed confidently.

She was serious—although she yearned for a tranquil life, family came first, and she didn't mind a bit of exertion for family's sake.

Home is not about location; it's where family is that counts as a real home.

Sophia: "..."

The Pure White Witch fell silent. Previously, despite all the threats and inducements from the teacher, the young lady wouldn't give up her ridiculous dream of being a civil engineering witch, but now the young lady casually mentioned switching fields, making her feel all sorts of complicated emotions.

Warm, with a touch of secret joy, but mostly nervous about the upcoming sword draw.

Originally, whether she could draw the sword wasn't much of a concern, but it is now.

Although both she and the teacher had always hoped the young lady would embark on the path of an armed witch rather than waste her talents as a civil engineering witch, hearing the young lady say she was considering switching, Sophia wasn't happy; she was rather angry at how casually the young lady could abandon her principles.

She didn't know how to articulate her feelings then; she only knew she had to draw the sword, no matter what.

Of course, Sophia verbally said otherwise.

"Haha, looks like I definitely won't be able to draw the sword. Young lady, you might as well switch fields early; armed witch is your destiny."

After saying that, she didn't wait for the young lady this time; the Pure White Witch proactively walked into the main cathedral herself.

However, as soon as the two entered the cathedral, they froze, faces turning pale as a sheet.

"Damn, we're really not here at the right time."

Seeing the mother and daughter embracing in the cathedral hall, Dorothy cursed internally.

Instinctively, she wanted to pull Sophia back, but clearly, it was too late; a terrifying spiritual power instantly locked onto them both.

They were exposed.

.......

"It's you again, why are you bringing this bastard?"

The Director of Studies looked at the clown Grand Inquisitor revealing her form across and her niece, first stunned, then gritted her teeth to question them.

For this person who recently came to search their home, disgracing her and her family—even losing a daughter—she genuinely had no good feelings, especially with that cursed bastard alongside.

She secretly glanced at Mother Superior's face beside her but saw nothing.

Had no choice but to harden the coldness in her expression a notch.

"Get out, you're not welcome here. Take that damn bastard and scram far away, you awful wretch."

Before Mother Superior could speak, Rosalind preemptively rebuked, frowning, waving them off to leave.

"Hmph, then we'll go. This time, giving you face."

Though today the Director of Studies lady was still so ungracious, Dorothy decided not to argue today and would chat with the lady's daughter another time.

However, just as she truly intended to pull Sophia's hand to leave, another kind voice came from behind.

"Since you're here, why rush off? Am I some monster that eats people?"

The Academy Head Priscilla looked at these two children curiously, then smiled and spoke.

Dorothy: "....."

Everything's screwed, really can't leave now. Why's today so unlucky, running smack into a true powerhouse—Academy Head, you're definitely not a monster; a monster can't even compare to you.

Her face under the mask wore a distressed look, but she was helpless; she could only obey meekly and helplessly, not daring to move.

The Sage's gaze, truly unoffendable, she dared not act rashly.

"Mother Superior..."

Seeing this, Rosalind wanted to say something, but before she could even open her mouth, a single glance from Mother Superior silenced her immediately.

"Alright, child, stop acting. Clearly, you as the aunty are the one most caring about this child, yet stubbornly refuse to admit it."

The Academy Head scolded this not-so-forthright daughter, then turned her gaze back to the pure white figure opposite.

"You've come for the sword-drawing, right? Come over, I'll open the door for you."

Priscilla said this.

Dorothy and Sophia: "....."

The two exchanged glances, wide-eyed and at a loss.

.... Witch World in bewilderment ....

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