As for the final Alice....
Ah, this....
Well, she's adorable, with a promising future.
It's just a pity that when she took off the magic mirror, she saw the sisters, who had been deceived into sending benefits, glaring at her. She instantly felt guilty, lowered her head, and then stuck out her tongue and tapped her forehead.
"Ah, this, sorry, I just forgot to tell you about the system customization."
The hobody witch explained while trying to charm her way out of trouble.
She succeeded, as most of the sisters were busy studying the equipnt and combat system on them and didn't really bother her.
Perhaps Madeline and Senior Mia didn't mind being seen at all, and only Audrey glared at her fiercely, but didn't take it too seriously. After all, the accidental exposure just now was less than a swimsuit, it was just that they hadn't been ntally prepared, which gave Little Fox a scare.
Seeing that the sisters had all gone off to study their new equipnt, Dorothy finally approached Denisha, who had been silent from the start.
"What's wrong, Denisha, you seem out of spirit since the start."
Upon hearing her question, Denisha suddenly perked up and then looked up at her.
"Dorothy, were those winged Bird People just now the real strength of the Church? Can we really defeat them?"
Miss Shepherdess asked sowhat confusedly.
To this, Dorothy was taken aback, never expecting the future God King to ask such a self-doubting question. However, upon reflecting, the hobody witch then ca to terms with it.
The God King is the God King, Denisha is Denisha, she herself should not look at this childhood sweetheart Shepherdess with the sa eyes she uses for the God King.
From the words spoken by the will that seed to be from the God King last night, it was clear that the God King was an avenger who had lost everything. Before her goals were t, she would not waver,
but because of her intervention, Denisha hadn't fallen into that kind of despair yet, so naturally, her willpower wasn't as strong.
Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought that even the God King could have such a tender and fearful day.
Dorothy thought sowhat irreverently in her heart.
However, this did make her see the God King as a more human figure, suddenly flesh and blood, turning this legendary witch from the tales into soone much more real.
Ah spit, she shouldn't dwell on this any longer. Dorothy, Dorothy, sotis those who know too much don't end up with good outcos.
The hobody witch hurriedly held her breath and concentrated, calming the blasphemous thoughts filling her mind and then looked at Denisha in front of her and spoke.
"Are you afraid?"
She asked this.
Being so straightforwardly asked, Denisha was sowhat speechless, but she eventually nodded her head.
"Yes, I really am afraid. Just now, I really felt a bit desperate, cursing myself for not being strong enough, having no power, unable to protect you and Father, if those Bird People had really made a move just now, just thinking about the consequences frightens ."
Miss Shepherdess crossed her arms together, her body trembling slightly.
"But, Dorothy, how can you always be so fearless? Just now, I didn't seem to sense much fear coming from you."
Denisha looked enviously at Dorothy and then said.
The hobody witch was silent.
She naturally wouldn't really be afraid, after all, even if the Angel Delegation that just ca weren't led by Sophia, even if they had really started fighting, it would only an losing a ga to her, she herself wouldn't be in any danger.
Thus, she might be nervous, might be startled, but to be fearful and such, that really wasn't necessary.
Initially, Dorothy hadn't felt there was anything wrong with this, but now, having it pointed out by Denisha, the hobody witch suddenly realized this might be a serious issue.
In her view, a person who cannot empathize with the masses cannot beco a qualified leader because they are detached from the grassroots.
Yet, her upcoming plan required a qualified leader.
Initially, Dorothy thought she would take on the role herself, but now...
The hobody witch suddenly realized that she might not be able to be a qualified leader, a player who cannot fully empathize with NPCs would ultimately beco a ruthless number-crunching machine, a typical min-maxer.
If it were just about playing a ga from her past life, then being a min-maxer would be fine, but could this Witch's Night still be considered just a ga?
Looking at Denisha in front of her, Dorothy was reminded of the trusting eyes of the magical girls she had previously dragged into this, even though she knew these were phantoms of the past, dreams of the God King, but given the God King's strength, her dream world was almost another reality.
After all, in various creation myths, the world is just a dream of a powerful creator deity, which isn't a rare concept.
Thus, a player with a min-maxing mindset becoming a leader in such a world would likely lead to another disaster, because what a player wants is to win, to beat the ga, and while they might care about the true needs of NPCs at first, the longer and more frantically they play the ga, the less likely they are to keep caring.
So...
"Hmm, I've decided it will be you, Denisha, you will be the savior."
After pondering, the hobody witch made up her mind.
"Huh?"
Suddenly hearing her good sister speak so unexpectedly, Miss Shepherdess's hair stood up like a question mark.
Wait a minute, weren't you just comforting , asking if I was scared? How did we suddenly jump to being the savior, isn't that a bit too predestined?
Denisha was utterly confused, unable to understand what was going on in her sister's mind.
"Stop gaping, no need to panic, my good sister, only you can complete this task, and I will support you properly," Dorothy cheerfully said as she grabbed Denisha's hand, not giving Miss Shepherdess a chance to refuse.
Being the savior should indeed be left to the God King herself, even if only as a mascot, otherwise it would seem like Dorothy had grown rebellious, and it wouldn't be good if the God King took note of this upon her return.
"Alright, sisters, there isn't much ti, so let's have our first savior eting centered around Comrade Denisha," she called out to the witches who were still adjusting their equipnt.
She then waved her hand, turning the church hall's benches, originally for worshippers, into a large round table with her skilled alchemy.
Next, she pushed a still bewildered Denisha into the main seat and sat next to her while the other witches, finding the situation amusing, casually took their seats and looked towards Dorothy, waiting to see what this troublemaker would co up with.
As for the hobody witch, she wasn't flustered at all; after all, she had indeed prepared the relevant plan in advance.
She pulled a gem out of her pocket and tossed it into the center of the round table.
This was a Photography Stone, a low-level, technically simple alchemical tool she had casually made over the past few days; as for its effect?
emmmm, it was more or less a magic world PowerPoint.
Suddenly, the gem glowed and ford a virtual screen in the air, with several large characters prominently displayed in the center.
"With magic-guided technology as the leader, people as the foundation, a single spark can start a prairie fire."
Yes, this was the master plan for salvation that Dorothy had formulated.
And The Witches: "???"
What does this an? Why can they recognize every word, but put together, they completely fail to understand?
...The Witches in confusion...
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