Chapter 135: The Age of Witches

Early the next morning, Dorothy opened her eyes on time, then habitually opened her spellbook and began to browse the Mana Web.

Logged into the campus forum skillfully, the first thing she saw was the recorded replay of yesterday's opening ceremony playing on the homepage.

She casually moved the progress bar, and finally the screen stopped at the part where an old woman with some wrinkles on her face and a very kind temperament was speaking.

This old grandmother was the current Academy Head of the Witch Academy, the third seat of the Sage Council—Pulirila.

Although by rights, such a powerful witch would have long been immortal, and by rights, there would absolutely be no phenomenon of aging, not all witches like to always maintain a young and beautiful form.

After all, witches are a very idealistic race. Just as their magic power's initial origin is the heart that believes, when a witch's mindset begins to age, this change will also be reflected in her physical appearance.

Of course, this change is just a manifestation of the appearance, not true aging, and will not affect the witch's power and physical fitness.

As long as the witch is willing, reverting her appearance to youth is just a thought away. It's just that witches who have truly reached that state of mind probably don't care that much about their appearance anymore.

Moreover, every age stage of a person has its unique charm: the greenness of youth, the passion and fearlessness of young adulthood, the maturity and steadiness of middle age, the calm wisdom of old age, etc...

For powerful witches who are immortal, physical age is actually just a meaningless number. Psychological age is more accurate.

Some witches are old but always have a heart like a youth, and some witches are only one or two hundred years old but have experienced the vicissitudes of life and look down on everything. It's hard to say for sure.

Therefore, in the Witch World, you cannot judge a witch's age just by looking at her appearance.

It's very likely you see a young girl holding an old woman's hand shopping on the street. You think this is a granddaughter accompanying her grandmother shopping. In reality, it is indeed a granddaughter accompanying her grandmother shopping, but actually, the young girl is the grandmother, and the old woman is the granddaughter.

And Dorothy doesn't know whether the Academy Head's current image of a kind old woman is because her mindset has aged, or because the Academy Head's status requires a wise and steady image.

But it should be the former, right? After all, she looked up photos of the Academy Head in the past on the Mana Web. It seems that more than ten years ago, the Academy Head was still a beautiful woman. She only gradually became her current appearance in the last ten years or so. And more than ten years ago...

Dorothy recalled the gossip about the Academy Head's family that the little fox told her yesterday, especially the Academy Head's eldest daughter who was sealed by her own mother and lost control after being infected by the curse of knowledge.

Sigh...

She sighed, only feeling that every family has its own hard-to-read scriptures.

However, it must be said that the Academy Head's speech was also quite interesting. Ginger is still old and spicy. Even if Sophie Liya is so excellent, she is still far from the Academy Head.

Pure White Witch appeared with all kinds of special effects to show off before, but the Academy Head just stood there simply, without needing to say much, and no one dared to question her authority.

If Sophie Liya is like the legendary Angel King, then the Academy Head is God. True big shots don't need those flowery warm-up special effects. Plainness is the truth.

Her speech didn't need any template drafts either. It was a true impromptu speech, talking wherever she thought of, but the humorous language and the profound knowledge of various allusions made people listen with relish and couldn't stop at all.

Hmm, perhaps Sophie Liya's complete form in the future should be like the Academy Head.

The only pity is that the Academy Head didn't show her power, which made Dorothy, who had originally been looking forward to seeing what Sage-level strength was, quite disappointed.

She withdrew her gaze from the ceremony replay on the homepage with some regret, and then her fingertips slid across the pages, and she began to browse the campus forum.

Only...

"Extra, extra, Student Council President domineeringly announces sovereignty over the Eldest Miss at the opening ceremony."

"Shocking, sisters turn against each other at the opening ceremony, the culprit is actually that woman."

"Our reporter reports for you, the Armed Club has recently added two special guests, one of whom is actually her?"

"Recently, Disciplinary Committee Chair's cold ice has thawed, the reason behind this is..."

"Recruiting for the 'Worship Eldest Miss' religion..."

Dorothy slapped the spellbook in her hand shut, furious to the point of sudden death.

Damn it, her reputation is completely hopeless now. Looking at this lousy forum, she looked left and right, and the lines were clearly written with these words: "Eldest Miss is a red-faced disaster."

But Dorothy felt very aggrieved about this. She clearly hadn't done anything, okay? Why did she suddenly jump into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it off?

Forget it, where is there a Yellow River in the Witch World? I'm not washing it. A straight body is not afraid of a crooked shadow.

The angry Home Witch did a salted fish flip and climbed up from the bed, then quickly dressed neatly with the help of life-system magic.

"Get out and eat by yourself, I'm leaving first. First day of work today."

Quickly went to the kitchen and made two special pancake fruits in three or two strokes. Dorothy grabbed one and ran. Before leaving, still angry at someone for ruining her innocence, she kicked the angel witch's door and said this.

After saying that, the little witch started eating the pancake fruit with one hand and holding the flying broom with the other, "Wuhu" on the spot.

Actually, it was still early, far from class time. If it were normal, Dorothy would definitely continue to sleep, but today she couldn't be lazy. After all, she had promised the Succubus Witch's invitation to serve as the nutrition consultant for the Armed Club.

This is the first day of work, being late is not good. Moreover, saying it's a nutrition consultant, in fact, it's just a cook. Dorothy has self-knowledge about this.

Although she is lazy, she still has a sense of responsibility. Since she accepted this job, she must be responsible. As a cook, she must prepare the food before the members of the Armed Club arrive.

Speaking of which, the schedule of the Witch Academy is a bit like the school schedule of a certain island country in the anime of her past life. Every morning, the first place students go is not the classroom, but the club.

Before class at nine o'clock, students can have a period of club activities, and after three o'clock in the afternoon, school is over. The free time after school can be used for happy club activities.

Hmm, it can be said that the degree of freedom is full. It is the schedule Dorothy dreamed of when she was in school in her past life.

Therefore, clubs are very important to little witch students. Otherwise, in so much free time, others are singing about youth and making progress together with club partners, while you, the "go-home club," can only hide in the dormitory and be autistic, lonely wasting time.

Speaking of which, Teacher Spider also asked Dorothy and Audrey Junior Sister yesterday if they had decided which club to go to. However, the two Junior Sisters looked at each other and seemed to belong to the "go-home club."

And to this, Teacher Spider rarely put on the airs of a teacher, ordering them both to find a club to join as soon as possible, saying something about how a student career without joining a club is incomplete.

This made Dorothy quite troubled. She was really too lazy to participate in any club activities and waste time. She thought about just building a club herself. In this way, whatever club activities to hold would be up to her, so it wouldn't waste time.

Only, establishing a club requires at least five members. Counting her little Junior Sister Audrey, she only has two people, and she really doesn't know where to find the other three for a while.

The little witch thought about this while flying toward the Armed Club.

Wearing the "Akarin Technique," her presence was thin. No one noticed her along the way. She ate breakfast and flew lightly, leaving only the fragrance of pancakes along the way.

... Little witch is on her way... ===== CHAPTER 136 =====