"Fine, you pass."
Although it felt as if she had inadvertently poached soone from the God King's turf, the trial through the Conscience Devil's Mirror had at least confird that there was nothing wrong with this Vice-President herself.
Dorothy nodded in agreent, accepting the result.
"My lord, here are the results of the assessnt."
Two assistant witches stepped forward, and Demon Witch Lady Butterfly handed Dorothy the report card for review.
Dorothy casually glanced at it, particularly noting the scores from the second round of assessnt.
She quickly spotted a few familiar codes.
First place, Paladin, a phantom in the mirror depicts him fighting with an indistinct Dragon Witch, presud to be a longing for Strength.
emmmm, longing for Strength, my foot. He's clearly drooling over my Martial Soul.
Seeing Madeline's score, Dorothy's mouth twitched under her mask.
Third place, Little Bun, a phantom in the mirror depicts riding across the battlefield with an indistinct witch and establishing a Witch Territory, determined to be a yearning for love and power.
Darn it with love, don't spout nonsense; she is my half-sister, not related by blood at all. This is clearly familial love.
Dorothy's twitching intensified.
After reviewing these familiar faces, she then turned her attention to the others.
Second place, Ghost Mask, a phantom in the mirror depicts becoming a fashion witch in a thriving tropolis, determined to be a desire for wealth and status.
Fourth place, Child of the Forest, a phantom in the mirror depicts a tranquil and harmonious prival forest filled with friendly creatures, determined to be an environntalist.
Fifth place, Phantom Girl...
Well, that's more like it, finally sothing without any weird anomalies.
Seeing the more typical phantoms in others' mirrors, Dorothy nodded in approval.
"My lord, I'm not sure..."
The assistant witch from the Angel Faction, Miss Lionheart, hesitated for a mont before stepping forward, glancing at Ivette and wanting to ask sothing.
As a representative from the God King Faction of the Judgnt Court overseeing the assessnt, she naturally wanted to know what had happened to people from her faction, to better prepare for her report upon return.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't. This issue is significant, and I need to consult with the Great Judge later to decide."
Dorothy glanced sideways, her tone somber.
This wasn't because she wanted to act superior or trouble Miss Lionheart deliberately, but rather, the situation involved the Lord of Glory; it was truly beyond what a normal judge could handle.
Even Dorothy couldn't manage it herself and would need to report the situation to her Mother Superior once the assessnts were over. Let the top brass worry about it; it was out of her league as a little witch.
However...
The hobody witch rembered what her mother had once ntioned about the God King Holy Child. According to the prophecy left by the God King, the day the Lord of Glory was freed would also be the birth of the God King Holy Child.
emmmmm....Sophia, you don't have much ti left.
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Though she wasn't capable of intervening in the affair of the Lord of Glory's liberation, the corruption of the Angel Witches was certainly sothing she could look into.
After all, the Lord of Glory wanted to accumulate Strength to break free from the seal, and it couldn't be done rely by tinkering with the Vice-President alone; who knows how many among the Angel Witches had their faith stolen.
Indeed, she sensed the scent of rit. As the newly appointed Grand Inquisitor, overseeing the Witch Academy territory, Dorothy felt it was about ti to "set so fires" as a new official.
However, to investigate this matter, enough manpower was needed, and although she had the authority to mobilize the judges from the Witch Academy, she was, after all, a parachuted leader with no understanding of those senior judges, nor did she recognize any, urgently needing a batch of trustworthy subordinates.
Indeed, Dorothy suddenly understood why her mother had asked her to oversee this session's newcor assessnt—it was an opportunity for her.
As for this, the hobody witch did not hold back.
She cleared her throat and then spoke directly.
"So, the assessnt is over, and now cos the Faction selection part. You can choose the Faction you wish to join. Those who want to join the Dragon King Faction, co to my side; those favoring the God King Faction, please head to Miss Lionheart; and those opting for the Devil King Faction should go to Lady Butterfly."
Well, after all, freely choosing a Faction was the right of the newcors; she couldn't just force people to follow her.
However, she had prepared everything she should have beforehand; she was sure to recruit so good prospects today.
Dorothy thought to herself.
"Can we go to the Clown Faction?"
Just as the hobody witch was hoping to coax a few top ten elite newcors, a mischievous witch suddenly called out from the crowd.
Upon hearing this, Dorothy was instantly energized; she almost wanted to give this clever little genius a thumbs-up, but then she took a closer look.
Good gracious, it turned out to be her own younger sister, Alice.
Tsk, alright then, since it's my darling sister, the fact that you backstabbed during the assessnt is now water under the bridge. That ans no stir-fried bamboo shoots and shredded pork for you for the ti being.
Watching that small figure inciting the crowd from within, Dorothy couldn't help but laugh.
Of course, she had to remain modest and low-profile outwardly.
"Nonsense, what virtue and ability do I have to be ntioned alongside The Third King? You are trying to butter up. If you talk nonsense again, I will make sure you regret it. But I am, just like you, new to the Judgnt Court; indeed, I am in need of so manpower, and am about to ask the Clown Grand Inquisitor for so help..."
The hobody witch hinted but didn't elaborate further.
And below the stage, the witch academy newcors, who had actually already decided on their desired Factions, suddenly perked up upon hearing this.
They had already witnessed the prowess of this Clown Grand Inquisitor during the assessnt, particularly during the rewards segnt. And becoming a subordinate of this bigwig ant frequent opportunities to seek advice.
Instantly, almost everyone was tempted; they all looked toward the Dragon King Faction represented by Lord Clown.
This put Lady Butterfly and Miss Lionheart in an awkward spot. They felt inclined to rebuke Lord Clown for playing dirty without honor, but since there was no rule-breaking, they couldn't find a reason to object. They could only hope that later, no newcors would join, as that would be difficult to explain when they returned.
Fortunately, the situation where everyone rushed to the Dragon King Faction did not happen; after all, the newcors weren't foolish. Although Lord Clown certainly needed people, joining the Dragon King Faction didn't guarantee a position under the bigwig, as such a true powerhouse would only take elites.
If they couldn't beco subordinates of Lord Clown, joining the Dragon King Faction would actually be a loss for them, as they would get better care in their original Factions than as pure newcors in the Dragon King Faction.
Thus, in the end, only a few confident newcors approached Dorothy, while those with more self-awareness chose the Factions of their own seniors.
As for Dorothy, she was quite satisfied, seeing the familiar faces before her, her face beaming with joy.
Hehehe, she had snagged all the newbie finalists in one go; she wanted them all, and now she wasn't short of manpower.
...The hobody witch laughed heartily inside...
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