Capítulo 1496: Chapter 810: The Fallen Angel’s Mockery
Because the news was so shocking, Euphilia said she needed a mont of peace.
anwhile, as Mother Dragon tried to digest the fact that “My daughter, whom I lost and haven’t seen in years, is now a national idol,” Dorothy took the opportunity to sneak out of the Great Judge of Annihilation’s office with Ruthfiel.
The two decided to first report to the Chief Justice of Righteousness from the God King Faction.
“Miss, is it okay for to wander around in the Judgnt Court like this? I’m not a judge; could this idle stroll affect you, Miss?”
Miss Fallen Angel visited the legendary Judgnt Court Headquarters for the first ti. Her lively deanor, starkly contrasting with her steady nature, prompted her to curiously look around. Then she suddenly leaned close to the Hobody Witch’s shoulder and whispered in her ear.
Dorothy glanced at this wicked woman; previously, this one played her dark history in the Court of Lust three tis in a row. She hadn’t yet retaliated, and wasn’t too keen on engaging her.
However, she had to admit that her comnt was quite valid—the Judgnt Court Headquarters was no place for idlers to roam freely.
So…
Click…..
With a crisp sound, Ruthfiel delightfully received a matching set of silver collar and bracelet.
The thing was indeed expensive, made from precious anti-magic material, far beyond any gold or silver jewelry.
“???”
Miss Fallen Angel imdiately sprouted a series of question marks above her head, but she quickly recovered, an amused smile gracing her delicate, holy face.
“I didn’t expect you, Miss, to have such a taste. Truly, appearances can be deceiving. If my original self were here, she’d definitely look at you with disdain, but I’m different. I don’t mind these little quirks.”
Ruthfiel comnted.
Upon hearing her words, Dorothy could almost envision Sophia’s disdainful glare from her fiery golden pupils as she stood here—those eyes filled with contempt.
Hmm, just picturing it brings a bit of excitent.
Ahem, ahem…. I’m a decent person.
Dorothy maintained her usual calm deanor, seemingly unaffected by this wicked woman’s banter.
However, Miss Fallen Angel suddenly approached her ear, her red lips slightly parted, and the warm breath brushed against the sensitive fuzz on the Hobody Witch’s ear, tickling.
“Lord Judicator, I know my wrongs. I’m willing to make ands, as long as you forgive , I’ll strive to cooperate no matter what.”
Ruthfiel particularly emphasized “anything,” hinting at sothing.
This mischievous character seed quite engrossed in such role-playing gas.
Dorothy: “….”
For a split second, scenes like “Little Stories from the Torture Chamber,” “Investigator and Female Prisoner,” “Judgnt and Atonent” flashed through her mind, yet re desires hoped to wear down and corrode ?
The soul within the Hobody Witch’s heart, resembling the sun, slightly glimred, causing the mirror in the Bodhi Heart to remain spotless.
Hmph, is this all? You dare to test the Bodhisattva, as if she couldn’t withstand such trials?
But indeed, when one is shaless, one is unbeatable. This wicked one proved far more troubleso than Sophia’s face-conscious temperant.
Dorothy expressionlessly pulled out an Angel’s Wings mask, then slapped it onto Ruthfiel’s face, only then tugging the chain and leading this female prisoner to the God King Faction’s office.
As for herself, Hat Senior Sister cooperatively transford into Masked Senior Sister, still donning the classic Clown mask.
The two proceeded one after another through the Judgnt Court, encountering many other judges. Only Dorothy was slightly puzzled by how these judges would tilt their heads to glance at her twice upon seeing her.
Hmm, the head-turn rate was extraordinarily high along the way.
This left Dorothy mildly perplexed as she checked the seal on her body, confirming that the Face of God was firmly confined with no charm leaking out, so why were people looking at her this way?
“Oh, perhaps my previous actions were too flamboyant, earning a slight reputation in the Judgnt Court.”
Dorothy recalled the commotion from her previous actions, thinking inwardly.
Although she noted the eyes of these passerby judges now seed devoid of respect or admiration one typically receives, instead conveying a sense of…..
Hmm, a gossip vibe.
Much like spectators enjoying celebrity scandals, observing for entertainnt.
Of course, Dorothy was unaware that she had beco the topic du jour on the Magic Network, thanks to a certain Devil King’s interest-driven live broadcast. People were even betting on “how many pieces the sinful Miss might be divvied up into,” attracting considerable wagers.
As the broadcast just ended, the live-stream subject showed up at the Judgnt Court, flaunting the prisoner escort play high-profile, enticing more glances—after all, judges were human too.
Thus, still naively believing she was gaining more of the “dignity” befitting a Grand Inquisitor, Dorothy confidently arrived at the God King Faction’s domain, disregarding the “complex” gazes from the angel judges inside, and knocked directly on the Chief Justice of Righteousness’s office door.
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