"Senior, that's not proper; it's illegal,"
Dorothy flatly refused this alluring proposal from the senior with long black straight hair.
Although theoretically, almost any creature could serve as a witch's familiar and be driven by a witch, even if they are fellow witches, witches are after all a civilized race, and ostensibly, all witches are equal.
Naturally, using a fellow witch as a familiar was not explicitly forbidden by any written law, but it was an unspoken rule that all witches tacitly abided by. Even the Witch King would employ the services of the most ordinary little witch under the guise of employnt, rather than issuing direct commands.
So, Dorothy certainly didn't have the courage to break this unspoken rule that even the Witch King had to follow. Otherwise, if it got out, she feared she wouldn't be able to mix in the Witch World ever again.
Going against the world was sothing only those with a second-year syndro would do; Dorothy thought she, just an ordinary little witch, certainly didn't have the right to steal the lilight from the protagonists.
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Even though Senior Fanny, the senior with long black straight hair, was very beautiful, spoke pleasantly, and Dorothy extrely enjoyed chatting with her, and even though her strength was formidable, making her the perfect familiar in every respect which was very tempting, this sort of thing really wasn't okay.
Senior, if you really have that kind of interest, I can introduce you to Mia, that Mother Tyrannosaurus, or perhaps you and the Succubus Disciplinary Committee Chairwoman may share so common topics of interest.
Dorothy silently moved her chair a small step backward.
Senior Fanny: "..."
At this mont, the state of the senior with long black straight hair seed noticeably worse. Behind her, the previously indescribable presences had once again fully materialized, though they remained still as if statues.
In the room, faint pervasive sounds of drumming mixed with shrill, earsplitting flute notes began to twist around, creating an irritably unsettling sensation akin to nails on a chalkboard.
"My esteed junior, I didn't make myself clear just now, causing a misunderstanding. I didn't an to have you break that unspoken rule, nor do I have the interests you're imagining. My suggestion was rely ant to help you solve your problem and also help escape this state of self-imposed seal faster,"
Senior Fanny shook her head, resisting the overwhelming drowsiness as she explained.
She glanced over at Dina beside her, and with just one look, the current Club President, a rising star close to Great Witch status, fell into an deep sleep without any resistance.
Tyco Lili, the maid who had been attending to the three, stepped forward to catch the unconscious Dina and took her to a nearby elevator.
After all this, the senior with long black straight hair finally turned to look at Dorothy, which made her shiver slightly.
Holy moly, what the heck, Senior Dina, you're a celebrity at our school. Do you have to be that weak, getting knocked out by a re glance?
Is it that you're weak, or is this eerie senior too terrifying? Should I say you truly live up to the reputation of last term's top student?
But Dorothy didn't feel too frightened in her heart; for one thing, her intuition told her that her senior hadn't lost control yet, and secondly, the Mother's Amulet in her hand provided her with enough confidence. Moreover, after their lengthy conversation, she believed in her own judgent.
She sincerely thought that Senior Fanny was a good person.
Although the form of the senior's strength was a bit scary, during their conversation, the hopes for the future that inadvertently slipped through her words didn't lie.
Especially since both were very interested in creating life-improving magic spells, a true gospel for the lazy, and both were keen on using magic to better their lives, which was contrary to the mainstream view of the Calamity Race of witches—that the more powerful the magic and the more efficient the destruction and killing, the better.
A person so in love with life could absolutely not be a bad person.
Dorothy believed this firmly; if all that were just an act by the senior, she was willing to take responsibility for her own blindness.
Therefore, there was nothing left to be afraid of.
Of course, while not feared, there was still a bit of nervousness.
"Sorry, I might have scared you, it's just that what I am about to talk about concerns the nature of my strength, and I must be cautious."
The Long Black Straight Hair Witch noticed Dorothy's nervousness and soothed her with these words.
"Miss, you should have already heard about my situation from Dina, I am afflicted with the curse of knowledge."
Fanny looked directly into Dorothy's evading eyes as she asked this.
"Mhm."
The hobody witch nodded obediently and then spoke honestly.
"What I heard is that senior, you are from the archaeology departnt, mainly studying history, right? This curse of knowledge doesn't seem harmful, and even though we haven't known each other for long, I know you are indeed a kind and good person, senior."
"Also, just call Dorothy."
She shared her na, signifying that senior Fanny was preparing to reveal a significant secret to her, and naturally, she also needed to show so sincerity.
Upon hearing this, the elegant and dignified beauty in front of her covered her mouth with a laugh.
"Dorothy, a gift from the deities, also includes the aning of Lady of Fate in the witches' language. It's a good na; it shows that the person who nad you truly loves you and had great hopes for you."
The senior with long black straight hair first praised the na of her junior, and then she slightly shook her head.
"Although I am pleased that you trust so, Dorothy, it is a pity that my case is precisely the opposite of harmless. Otherwise, why do you think I am unable to graduate from the academy? You know that normally, uncontrolled witches are sent to special hospitals for treatnt."
"But I am different, too dangerous. So dangerous that even the risk of moving is too great for others to dare."
Fanny, the senior, thus lightly spoke of rather terrifying matters, and behind her, more indescribable beings erged: a colossal sun with eyes, a mysterious and ragged yellow-clothed king, and...
But now, these terrifying entities were restrained by that supre will, unable to move, as if they were statues.
"Do you know, Dorothy? I was born with great expectations just like you, only the fate I carry is slightly too heavy."
"So, Dorothy, let reintroduce myself. The Fourth King, decreed by Heavenly Mandate, the harbinger of the end of all things in the Prophecy of the World—I, Asa Vanni, greet you."
Amid the backdrop of increasingly bizarre demon monsters, to the escalating beats of drums and whistles, the elegant and dignified Long Black Straight Hair Witch said so.
Dorothy: "...."
....The little witch was completely numb....
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