As she watched the mories shared by the incarnation, Sophia understood everything.
District Thirteen was almost completely Ruthfiel’s territory; as the underground queen there, she had information networks spanning the entire area, and the God King Cathedral was not far from District Thirteen. Therefore, as soon as the Judges appeared, Ruthfiel was inford and had been following the situation closely.
However, even after recognizing the identities of the two leading figures from the Judgnt Court, Sophia didn’t feel angry, nor did she feel betrayed by those she trusted.
After all, she had known for quite so ti that her teacher was a mber of the Judgnt Court; it was her teacher who had led the team to seal her Angel mother and taken away the young Sophia.
Witches often have an innate knowledge of things from birth, especially the more talented ones. Sophia could even rember so things from when she was in her mother’s womb, so naturally, she had a clear mory of the events of that night.
Although her teacher later adopted her and changed identities, they both knew the truth, opting for an unspoken agreent not to acknowledge it openly.
How could such a dangerous half-blood like her be without surveillance? Her teacher was her monitor.
But now, it seed that this monitoring task had shifted to the young miss.
To this, the Pure White Witch was not overly surprised. After all, the Judgnt Court was a legacy institution passed down through generations. Given her teacher’s status, it was likely that the young miss had been on the Judgnt Court’s roster even before she was born. There was nothing unusual about that.
Her trust in her teacher and the young miss would not be shaken by such matters. She would even willingly accept it if she was truly betrayed by these two.
Considering today’s actions by the Judgnt Court and recalling the nonsense the young miss spoke yesterday morning as if she was off her dication, Sophia felt as if she understood sothing.
At that ti, the young miss seed afraid that Sophia would leave with soone else. Could it be that she had received so news?
And the person who wanted to take her away must be soone close to her. But who else does she have as family...
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At this juncture, Sophia suddenly paused; she thought of a terrible possibility.
The Lord of Glory, her Angel mother, was she about to break through her seals soon?
"Beco the God King Holy Child within a week," does that an there’s only one week left?
The Pure White Witch suddenly realized everything, but such a conjecture was hard for her to accept. After a brief mont of silence, she made up her mind.
"Well, get ready for action soon. I might need your help in about a week," she said to the people of the Revelation Battle Group on the other end of the Magic Network.
Originally, she planned to take things slowly, but ti waits for no one; there was no choice but to take a risk.
"Yes, Holy Lady."
"Yay..."
On the side of the Revelation Battle Group, All Angels and witches were imdiately invigorated. They had been waiting for this day for a long ti. It was ti to make the stodgy old-tirs at the Ancestral Court realize that the tis had changed.
....
Back at the God King Cathedral.
"Alright, that’s enough for today."
Seeing that most of the tasks at hand were dealt with, and there was no change from the Lord of Glory in the seals, Euphilia felt sowhat listless.
The Dragon Queen shook her head and disappeared directly from within the cathedral, leaving the follow-up work to her daughter.
After her mother, Mother Superior, left, Dorothy turned her gaze toward the Director of Studies and her family.
"Ladies, wouldn’t you also like to...."
"Cough cough... never mind, everything is settled, and I don’t want to be a bother. I’ll cut to the chase. We’re going to take your daughter with us," interjected the Fairy King, his consciousness being pushed back by the second and third consciousnesses, which then took direct control to lay their cards on the table.
"Lord Clown, Phoenix is still a child. If you need soone responsible, you can take with you," the Director of Studies implored, unable to sit still upon hearing this. The Judgnt Court was not a place for a normal witch, and she feared that her cursed daughter would not return unscathed. As a mother, she could not accept this outco.
"Yes, yes, Lord Clown, as long as you can be so kind as to spare the child, we are willing to bear her sins together," Angela said urgently, a dignified lady with tearful eyes, pitiful enough to evoke sympathy.
Dorothy looked at the couple, now fully submissive, and felt a bit speechless.
She felt if she played around a bit more, they might end up in an R-rated scenario.
"Please wait a mont, ladies. Can you let finish? I’m not nitpicking with a child here," Dorothy hurriedly intervened, noticing the desperate look in the eyes of these beautiful wives, almost ready to bite their silver tongue and sacrifice themselves for their daughter’s future.
"What I an is that this girl openly defied the law in a public space, and it’s difficult to cover up such a cri. So, she needs to co with us because the dignity of the Judgnt Court cannot be compromised. We cannot set this precedent, or everyone will have trouble enforcing the law in the future. You two understand this, don’t you?"
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