The Pure White Witch had already decided that in tomorrow's duel, she could not afford to make the sa mistake of underestimating her opponent as she did last ti. When she dueled the young miss again, she would definitely bring her full strength and treat the contest seriously. She had to avenge the humiliating defeat and the dismbernt that followed.
Dorothy: "....."
Ah, Sophia, aren't we all good sisters? Why not let bygones be bygones? Life is always about looking forward, isn't it?
Seeing the malicious look in her roommate's eyes, the Hobody Witch knew without using Mind Reading that she definitely wanted revenge, which made her shudder. Could it be that she would be subjected to Lingering Death tomorrow?
No, please! I don't want this! I'm afraid of pain.
The embarrassed Hobody Witch was terrified.
"Humph, then we shall see tomorrow."
Of course, as a queen of tough talks, even though she was inwardly cowardly, Dorothy still talked tough. Having said this, she was ready to escape back to her room.
It was getting late, and she should go to the Judgnt Court to check on the morning interrogation of the captured mbers of the Holy Child Sect.
Only...
"Young Miss, wait...."
Suddenly, Sophia grabbed her hand, calling out to her.
Dorothy: "....."
The Hobody Witch looked down at their hands clasped together.
Ah, so tender, so soft, so smooth, so comforting.
At that mont, she unexpectedly felt a bit shy. After all, as a stalwart champion of pure love, she had hardly ever held hands with other girls in her two lifetis.
Well, Little Alice's hand doesn't count; she's just a little sister, family, not the sa.
Noticing the young miss's gaze, Sophia also realized her own lapse and quickly released the hand, her fair face slightly blushing.
This was indeed her first ti holding hands with soone other than a teacher.
...The two witches stood face to face, each flushed with shyness...
The living room, where the two single witches faced each other, held an atmosphere that was slightly awkward, yet tinged with a hint of subtle flirtation.
"Was there sothing else?"
In the end, Dorothy was the first one to speak, breaking the silence.
Sophia: "I just wanted to ask...."
The Pure White Witch hesitated.
She had naturally grabbed the young miss to ask about sothing she didn't have the chance to inquire about at the club's location, naly, the sealing of the God King Cathedral by the Judgnt Court.
But just as she was about to speak, she hesitated, wrestling with whether she should co clean.
It was just like she already knew of the teacher's identity as the Great Judge, and the teacher knew that she knew this secret, but despite many years together, both master and apprentice tacitly never spoke or asked about it.
Both were worried that exposing this issue might affect their relationship and feelings towards each other—so secrets are better kept inside. Once spoken, they could ruin everything.
And Sophia actually believed that she didn't really get along with the young miss, either personality-wise or in terms of principles. Their living together was solely because of the teacher's assignnt, so naturally, there wasn't any sort of emotional attachnt, which made her think about asking directly.
But just as she impulsively held her hand in a mont of urgency, it disrupted the Pure White Witch's plans, and the strange atmosphere now made it difficult for her to actually pose her question.
Moreover, considering emotions, if her plans succeeded and she survived, she would have to serve the young miss well as her Retainer in the future. If her question now upset their future relations as ruler and servant, would that also not be preferable?
The Angel Witch was slightly conflicted internally.
Besides, she didn't really have a good relationship with those so-called brethren at the God King Cathedral; whatever was happening with them seed irrelevant to her. It wasn't worth the risk of offending her future sovereign because of them.
Ah, Sophia, rember the principle of maximizing benefits in everything you do.
Many thoughts rapidly flickered through the Pure White Witch's mind, and she soon made up her decision.
"I just wanted to ask if what you said yesterday morning was a joke or serious."
Sophia finally changed her question.
"Huh? What did I say yesterday morning?"
Upon hearing this question, Dorothy was startled, unable to recall at the mont. But after a quick scan through her mory Palace, she found that unusually forgotten mory.
"Then the contract is established, Sophia. Prepare yourself, for after the end of next week's Witch's Night festival, you will ascend to be the God King Holy Child. These are my words."
At the ti, that seed to be her promise.
But since when did Sophia beco interested in her random ramblings, and even specifically ask about it?
Dorothy was puzzled.
Yet, when she looked up at her roommate, staring into those golden eyes that looked as if they were forged from gold, she saw seriousness and a faint hint of expectation in the Pure White Witch's gaze.
In that mont, the Hobody Witch also turned serious, her mind racing.
Sothing's off. The normal Sophia wouldn't be interested in my nonsense, let alone ask so earnestly. Has she discovered sothing?
The Hobody Witch quickly recalled her morning's action against the Holy Child Sect, and given that Sophia was the Student Council President, it was impossible for her to be oblivious to what happened in the Witch Academy, so, maybe....
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