Let's not even ntion that senior Fanny is actually The Fourth King or anything like that—thinking too much about it could cause a brain freeze.
Simply the promise from the young lady herself was already enough.
Just the fact that she is the inheritor of the teacher already seriously emphasized her sincerity and showed how strong this support was.
Don't be fooled by how formidable the Revelation Fleet seems now, ranking within the world's top 500 fleets, because they are nothing compared to our teacher.
The weakest of the five fleets under the Dragon Queen's command could rank within the top hundred, and the strongest fleet, personally led by her, could even break into the top ten.
After all, that was a fleet bestowed by the Dragon King.
As for how strong that fleet is?
Well, not to ntion that the fleet is served by the elites of the Dragon Witch, but speaking just of the fleet itself—it is a true Dream Team in reality.
And as long as the young lady nods, all of this becos her strength, a power already sufficient to be considered formidable.
And if you add the exposure of the Witch of the Forest...
Alright, Sophia's imagination could not even begin to grasp how terrifyingly influential it would be if this witch, currently the fourth most popular in the Witch World, called her fans to action.
The fans of the Witch of the Forest in the entire Witch World could drown the Revelation Fleet with their spit alone.
Even within the Revelation Fleet itself, there might erge a bunch of traitors rebelling, because after all, most of the mbers are young, and which young witch isn't a fan of other witches?
And when Sophia thought that the young lady, who is usually most afraid of fa and loathes trouble, was supporting her with these two identities, even she couldn't help but feel a bit inflated with pride. She even bizarrely felt that being the God King Holy Child was a trashy identity, better discarded.
The typically cautious and careful Pure White Witch for the first ti felt a strong surge of confidence that she could do anything—was this what it felt like to have a strong backing?
Just...
"Miss, are you serious?"
Sophia forced herself to calm down and stopped avoiding Miss's gaze as she asked this.
"Of course, why do you think a lazy person like would study so hard? It's so that when situations like this arise, I can be confident and not feel lost or confused,"
Dorothy said leisurely as she fed an Evil God Marbles to the toy Evil God by her side.
anwhile, the green-skinned Evil God, initially feeling humiliated, began to enjoy the situation, then beca puzzled, and finally started drooling at the sight of a table full of dishes made from him.
The Pure White Witch then nodded and took a few deep breaths.
"Miss, then I'll be more confident as you suggested, but for now, there's no need for your direct help. I will treat your power as my last resort. Before that, I think I can try relying on myself first,"
With the newfound confidence given by the young lady, Sophia said this.
At this mont, countless bold ideas that had been sealed away due to fear of failure began to erge in her mind.
After all, with the young lady as her safety net, why not give it a try?
The Pure White Witch was eager to explore.
Rember, in that destiny subplot following the path of Angels, she was the one who climbed from the very bottom to the top of Hell all by herself; if she could act without thinking of consequences, the possibilities were imnse.
In a split second, all sorts of conspiracies and nefarious plots, from kidnapping to assassination, and seduction to profanity naturally sprang to her mind, as easy as breathing.
This ti, it was Dorothy's turn to be dumbfounded as she looked at her roommate whose eyes suddenly shone with ambition, and she began to feel uneasy.
Well, I was actually just showing off before, revealing my identity and all; those were desperate asures for desperate tis. Maybe we should keep a low profile? Really, let's avoid exposure as much as possible.
...The Hobody Witch shivering...
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