Senior Fanny shared the information she had just found with her Master.
"But no matter how much those genius Vampire Clan witches exceed expectations, they're not as outrageous as you, Dorothy. So you don't need to worry about those Earls or similar ranks below the Peak; what you really need to pay attention to are those thirty-nine Marquises."
"The Vampire Clan would rather reduce a large number of low-ranking titles, yet they always maintain the integrity of these thirty-nine Marquis positions. Under this long-standing survival of the fittest system, the true combat power of these thirty-nine at the Peak is no simple matter. Their strength absolutely surpasses the embarrassing level of that previous Director of Studies at the Witch Academy."
"Especially the top thirteen Marquises. Although their Attribute Magic Power is configured like a standard Peak, their real strength allows them to fight across ranks, making them the elites among all Peaks."
"They are the reserves for the Thirteen Great Dukes; they can ascend whenever a Duke encounters an unexpected situation."
"Therefore, these thirteen Marquises are also called the Thirteen Marquises."
Dorothy: "....."
After hearing senior Fanny's information, the Hobody Witch was stunned.
She looked up at the Red Moon in the sky, feeling cold all over.
Can this world ever get better?
Yes, it's now clear that resorting to force is absolutely impossible, not in this lifeti. Only a fool would think of winning through brute strength.
One can't help but acknowledge that these Vampire Clan witches of the royal line of the previous Demon Witch of the Devil King are worthy of the title Nobles of the Night. Their terrifying strength is indeed intimidating, and it's no wonder that these guys dared to think about rebellion.
No wonder even the Grand Inquisitor, like Mother Dragon, wanted her forcibly removed. This level of conflict is indeed not sothing weaklings like Dorothy can participate in.
Never mind the Thirteen Marquises; it's doubtful whether she can even deal with the lowest ranking of the thirty-nine Marquises.
Not to ntion, above the Marquises, there are the thirteen ancient Dukes, which is a formidable power that feels despairing even to think about.
Previously, Dorothy had just finished the Japan dungeon and thought she was sowhat noteworthy, but now it seems she should just pack it up and go to sleep. She's far from there yet.
Oh, that's not entirely true either. If Miss Divine Witch were not restricted by the Earth Immortal, she could actually arrogantly point at the Vampire Grand Duke's nose, but unfortunately, Miss Kikyo is unable to leave the island.
"Okay, sister, we're here."
Alice's voice broke the Hobody Witch's train of thought. Dorothy looked up and saw the castle gate opening automatically.
As she stepped into the castle and entered the main hall, a few figures who seed to have been waiting for a long ti ca into view.
"Are you Lilith's stepdaughter?"
A sowhat weak, even immature, voice sounded.
The Hobody Witch looked in the direction of the voice and was sowhat confused.
Wow, how are there two stepmothers?
She looked at the two vampire lolis with golden hair and red eyes in front who were holding hands like twin sisters and fell into deep thought.
However, on closer inspection, she did notice so differences.
After all, they only shared similar hair color, eye color, body shape, and attire, but their appearances had so differences, only about seventy percent similar.
Moreover, the aura of the speaking vampire loli was truly terrifying.
Looking at her, Dorothy seed to see a vast and boundless Blood Sea.
This is the grandmother of the Dracula Family, the most ancient Duke—Dracula.
... The Hobody Witch was in shock ...
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