If it were a normal Witch's Night, then the people outside would definitely be able to see it, since there have often been witch students live streaming the entire process of Witch's Night on the Magic Network and such.
However, this ti Witch's Night was weird from start to finish, and as everyone started off as mortals, they had lost their powers. Even if they wanted to live stream, they no longer had the ability to do so. They couldn't even rember how to connect to the Magic Network.
But if the participants couldn't do it, could the outside teachers who were acting as managers still watch the surveillance?
The thought that her magical experiences of addressing the God King as sister might be watched by a group of teachers from the academy made the Hobody Witch's scalp tingle.
And now one God King wasn't enough, here ca another sage who called her sister...
Shit, if this really got out, how am I supposed to live, I'm afraid I'll forever be noted down by the big shots.
After all, let's not even ntion the status of God King's sister for the mont, the sister of Black Sheep Sage...
That Black Sheep Sage is an ancestor of the bloodline of the Demon King. Do you want the Demon King to also call you Great Granny?
Shit, the order of seniority is all ssed up...
Right now the Hobody Witch could only hope that the God King, the master of this dream, had blocked the outside world's gaze. Otherwise, when Witch's Night was over, it would be her, Dorothy's, day of social demise, and she might have to flee the Witch World overnight in embarrassnt.
"Forget it, it's still okay. At least the Dragon King didn't get dragged into this. Otherwise, if I had to deal with my ancestor's ancestor turns out to be myself, that would really complicate things."
Dorothy comforted herself in her heart.
After letting her imagination wander for a mont, the Hobody Witch snapped back to reality. She shook her pigeon head to clear her random thoughts and then continued to look at Koreya in front of her.
Perhaps the problem was too big, and panicking was useless, so she unexpectedly beca calm and could regard this future sage with a normal mindset.
Sage or not, that's a matter for the future. Who isn't full of potential? But as far as Witch's Night is concerned, Koreya is truly just a little girl, so it's better to treat her with the attitude one would have toward a little girl.
"So, Koreya, how does it feel to have strength?"
The White Dove tilted its head, looking at the girl in front of her and asked.
In response, Koreya thought for a mont. Even though her body had grown to that of an adult under the effect of magic, her mind was still that of a ten-year-old girl, and the question was indeed a bit complex for her.
"I'm sorry, Sister Nun, I'm not sure how to answer you. But I can protect my mom and dad now, and that makes happy,"
The young witch finally scratched her head and said sowhat sheepishly.
"No, you answered very well. It proves I didn't misjudge you; you really are a good kid."
The White Dove nodded appreciatively, but then her tone shifted.
"But your trouble isn't completely resolved. You've only cut the weeds, not the roots."
Dorothy looked in the direction of the wicked woman, whose life force had been drained and who had turned into a pile of black ash, and shook her head.
"It seems like there's so force behind this woman. Now that she's dead here, her backers definitely won't let it go and will investigate to the end. Moreover, I suspect this wicked woman was actually targeting you from the beginning."
The Hobody Witch glanced at the black goat on the young witch's shoulder and said as much.
Upon hearing this, Koreya fell silent. Although she was young, having grown up in such a tough place, she naturally understood the serious implications.
For a mont, the girl was at a loss, as even a precocious child wouldn't know how to handle such a sudden incident. Subconsciously, Koreya looked again at the White Dove in front of her, hoping Sister Nun could offer her so advice.
"Hey, you silly child, don't listen to this woman's nonsense. You can tell she's no good just by looking at her. She's obviously trying to use you."
The black goat on the girl's shoulder beca anxious at this ti. As an Abyssal Demon Lord, it had always been him duping others. If he stayed silent now, his own daughter was about to be lured away by the mysterious woman across from him.
However, the well-aning advice from the demon father was quickly shut down by his overly dutiful daughter's words.
"Shut up, you're ugly, and also a demon, you look even less like a good person."
Koreya turned her head to look at the black goat on her shoulder and said, very seriously.
Compared to the beautiful woman who had given her a necklace and granted her the power to heal her father's wounds, the origins of this goat demon, who suddenly appeared in her mind and incited her to kill people, without any idea of how to save them afterwards, clearly seed much worse.
The little girl didn't understand who was good and who was bad, but she was, after all, more willing to trust Miss Nun a bit more. After all, even if they had both turned into animals, the White Dove was obviously more attractive than the black sheep.
Baphot: "..."
The Abyssal Demon Lord was trembling with fury; he never imagined that he would be despised by his own daughter for being ugly.
Damn it, he'd been wise all his life; how did he produce such a brainless child...
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