Chapter 251

"Alright, so this whole thing involves not just witches, but the Angel race as well? No wonder it's such a hassle."

After hearing her mother's explanation, Dorothy was slightly enlightened.

Religion is indeed something that normal people find hard to understand, especially those fanatics who have their god on their lips every time they open their mouths; no matter what they do, they are desperate to link it to their god, making them simply impossible to communicate with.

Moreover, these fanatics are truly capable of doing anything for their faith. The atrocities committed in the name of gods by the religions in the world Dorothy lived in during her previous life were already terrifying enough, and in this magical world where religious gods might actually exist, religious activities would only be even crazier.

Although Sophie Liya is very likely the God King's Holy Son from the prophecy, her current position, possessing both witch and angel blood, is somewhat awkward.

Sophie Liya's mother had a beautiful vision at the time, thinking that a half-blood of witches and angels could be accepted by both races simultaneously and could legitimately become the King of all Angels, but reality is actually the exact opposite.

Such a half-blood would only be rejected by both races together, because no one knows which race such a half-blood's stance will ultimately lean toward.

Given the extreme racist nature of witches, if it weren't for the fact that Sophie Liya truly possesses the God King's bloodline and might really be that God King's Holy Son, they might have dealt a lethal blow years ago and would never have let her grow up to this age.

The Angel Witches would likely rather not have a so-called Holy Son than be willing to let someone with a sinner's bloodline ascend to power.

As for the Angel side, they are actually eager for Sophie Liya to ascend; after all, as long as they utilize this half-blood witch well, this is an opportunity to legitimately insert Angel influence into the Witch World.

The Angels will probably only use Sophie Liya as a tool.

Then, it goes without saying that the two sides will definitely begin a tug-of-war with the Pure White Witch as the center, and in this tug-of-war, if Sophie Liya handles it poorly, her life could be over.

"Tsk, what is all this? Doesn't the God King herself care about this at all?"

Dorothy muttered in a low voice.

After all, the God King is still alive and well, so as long as she, as a "God," steps forward, all problems would actually be solved easily. Whatever the God King says goes, and no one on either side—neither the Angel Witches nor the Angel race—would dare to oppose her.

"Hehe, my naive and cute Qian Bao, haven't you realized yet that this is a trial arranged by Teacher God King for her useless descendants?"

On the face of the Zhai Wuhun, Mask Senior sneered and said so.

"I know that, of course, but I still really hate this feeling."

Dorothy retorted, feeling somewhat displeased.

Although this matter is a life-threatening danger for Sophie Liya, for a big shot of the God King's level, it's probably just a test for her descendants, a little game.

When it comes down to it, the current Angel Witches are just too incompetent. Their race hasn't made any progress for tens of thousands of years, almost always living off their past glory, each generation worse than the last, and they are declining visibly day by day. Among the current three royal lineages, they are the most pathetic.

And with the God King's power, she probably saw this day coming long ago, which is why she left behind this prophecy spanning over a hundred thousand years.

This is both a test for the Angel Witches and an opportunity for them. If they can pass the test, then the so-called God King's Holy Son will be able to reintegrate the power of the Angel Witches and make them great again.

And if they can't pass, well, they can't pass. In any case, the ancestor God King is impossible to pull them up again. After all, this First King is the most decisive and cold-hearted among the three kings; she is not a parent who would spoil her children.

As for the Pure White Witch, she just happened to be the unlucky one who inherited the fate. Her mother destroying her Angel bloodline back then counted as saving her once, taking her out of the big shots' chessboard, but now she has found the Angel power again herself and insists on being this person who fulfills the prophecy—it's just unbelievable.

Sigh, when it comes down to it, a single word from a big shot is like a mountain falling on the heads of small people like them.

The phrase "My fate is determined by me, not by heaven" is simple to say, but truly achieving it is just too difficult.

"Alright, that's how things are, and it's getting late. I'll take you to the Tribunal to register and report. It just so happens that the special training for new recruits at the Tribunal is about to start in these two days. Dorothy, if you have time, go and lead them."

Seeing that her daughter seemed to have gradually understood everything, Yufilia didn't waste any more words. She stood up from the sofa and said this.

"Uh, Mother, do you mean for me to go and train the new recruits? I'm a new recruit too, shouldn't I be the one being trained?"

Dorothy asked, full of question marks and surprise.

"You're already a Wu Shen, and you still deserve to be called a new recruit?"

The Dragon Queen glanced sideways at her daughter, who looked harmless to humans and animals, and said with annoyance.

"Even I, the Grand Judge, can't easily handle you without using Mana suppression. Who else in the Tribunal has the ability to train you?"

"Hehe, not at all, not at all. I'm still far from it; it's all because you taught me well, Mother. And the way you put it, if you wanted to handle me, it would just be a matter of a single word. As your daughter, how would I dare to resist you, Mother?"

Dorothy scratched her head in embarrassment, taking her mother's words as a compliment.

Tsk, what's up with this Fairy King today? Why is she so good at talking like a human?

Watching herself become so glib, Dorothy's consciousness felt a bit unaccustomed to it.

"Don't worry, Mother. You're getting on in years, so you should retire and enjoy your life. You don't need to worry too much about my future wife; leave it to me with peace of mind. I guarantee I'll keep a close eye on Sophie Liya."

Zhai Wuhun then said this. This made Dorothy breathe a sigh of relief.

Hmm, that's the right flavor.

The aging Dragon Queen: "???"

Who is aging? She is only a hundred-something years old! By witch standards, her physical state is still in her girlhood period, okay? Who are you calling old? I think you, this dead girl, have an itchy skin again.

Yufilia's eye corners twitched. As long as she is a woman, there are few who don't care about their age. If this thing in front of her weren't her own flesh and blood, she would have slapped her across the face long ago.

"Forget it. Since you volunteered, I'll leave this tailing mission to you. But remember, as a member of the Tribunal, just do what you are supposed to do. Don't meddle too much in the family affairs of the Angel Witch race. If that girl Sophie Liya shows any signs of danger, just go up, knock her out, and carry her back. Absolutely do not meddle in other people's business."

After thinking for a moment, the Dragon Queen sighed and warned her like this.

"Mm-hmm, Mother, don't you understand me? I'm the type of person who fears trouble the most. I guarantee I won't cause any trouble."

The Fairy King patted her chest confidently, giving her guarantee.

And Dorothy's consciousness, acting as the driver, also breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, today's biggest mission is considered complete.

Anyway, someone has to monitor Sophie Liya, so why can't the judge responsible for tailing be her?

Hmm, it's time to teach this young Angel Witch a lesson. It's time to let her know what it feels like to work at a distillery.

Dorothy smiled crookedly in her heart, thinking happily.

"Then take this."

Just as Zhai Wuhun was secretly happy thinking about something pleasant, Yufilia threw something over. She subconsciously raised her hand and caught it precisely.

Looking down, Dorothy discovered that this was a token, entirely silver-white, heavy and cold to the touch. Judging by the feel, it should be crafted from Mithril, the same material as the witch silver coins used as currency.

Two retro and mysterious characters were written on the front of the token, but Dorothy recognized them at a glance—this was Dragon Language, and the meaning of the characters was "Deliver the destined judgment to those who deserve their crimes." When the token was flipped over, there was a relief of a ferocious dragon head, looking domineering and cruel.

"From now on, this will be your identity token as a judge. The location of the Tribunal headquarters is classified. If you don't have the guidance of the identity token, you won't be able to enter. You must keep it safe and do not lose it."

Before Dorothy could ask, Yufilia took the initiative to explain.

"Mm, don't worry, Mother, I understand."

Dorothy hurriedly gripped the token in her hand and then said.

"From now on, don't call me Mother. The identity of a judge is classified. Later, you must address me as Grand Judge, or call me by my code name, Lord Miejin."

While saying this, the Dragon Queen also took out a ferocious and domineering black dragon mask and buckled it onto her face.

"Understood, Grand Judge."

Zhai Wuhun changed her address quite obediently, while also feeling a little excited in her heart. After all, who didn't have a dream of being in a secret spy organization when they were young?

An organization like this, wearing masks, using code names, having all kinds of special privileges, and doing things in a mysterious way, is just too cool.

It's just...

"Are you sure you don't want to change your mask?"

The Grand Judge looked at the funny clown mask on her daughter's face and was slightly speechless.

"No, this is fine. Senior and I have agreed to become the most beautiful kids in the circus together. It's decided, my code name from now on will be Clown."

Actually, Senior Fan Ni already wanted to change back to the appearance of the previous dragon mask, but Zhai Wuhun directly grabbed the mask with one hand and even struck a strange pose, saying so.

Yufilia: "....."

Senior Fan Ni: "....."

Who agreed with you? You bastard, what are you saying in front of the teacher? Teacher Yufilia, listen to my explanation, I absolutely did not teach her anything strange.

Welcoming the questioning gaze of her enlightenment teacher, Mask Senior was also anxious. Her tentacles were frantically beating the head of this master who was setting her up.

Fortunately, the Dragon Queen opposite didn't seem to care too much about this.

"Forget it, I don't really understand the thoughts of you young people. As long as you are happy, that's fine. However, once a code name is determined, it cannot be modified. Just make sure you don't regret it yourself."

Yufilia suddenly felt that she might really be old and had a generation gap with these young people. She had really never heard of anyone wanting to be a clown voluntarily.

"Of course I won't regret it. This is the proof of the friendship between Senior and me, a symbol of our agreement. It's quite commemorative. And Grand Judge, don't you think the code name Clown is very suitable for our identity?"

Relying on the sturdy scales of her Wuhun body, Dorothy ignored the scraping of Senior Fan Ni's tentacle little pink fists and said with great interest.

Hmm, mentioning clowns makes her think of a certain classic villain, and then she thinks of the Faceless Man, thinks of stealth, thinks of agents, and so on. Now that she has the opportunity to get close to those big shots, she thinks it's super cool.

"Alright, enough nonsense, it's time to set off."

The Dragon Queen couldn't be bothered to listen to her unreliable daughter's nagging. She snapped her fingers, and the bookshelf in the study moved to both sides, revealing a hidden small teleportation portal.

And the moment Dorothy saw this portal, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

"Um, Grand Judge, is the location of the Tribunal far? Are there any other modes of transportation?"

"What do you think?"

Yufilia asked back.

"No way, I suddenly don't want to join the Tribunal anymore."

Dorothy's face turned pale as she wanted to retreat, but unfortunately, before she could take a few steps back, she was directly grabbed by her dear mother by the dragon horn on top of her head that was still intact.

"You're already a Wu Shen, what are you afraid of teleportation for? It won't kill anyone."

Long Ma forcibly pulled her daughter's hand, who was looking pitiful, swiped the identity token on the portal, and then threw her whole body into the door, after which she swiped her card and followed.

If it were before, she would have felt sorry for her daughter, fearing that her spirit couldn't withstand the load of this ultra-long-distance teleportation. But now, knowing her daughter's true strength, her heart had become iron-clad. After all, Martial Gods are all thick-skinned and tough, and they are masters with full resistance points. This little load can be treated as daily stress training, and it also helps her daughter develop her space-time talent. It's simply killing several birds with one stone.

... Zhai Witch crying and teleporting...

"Ugh..."

When Yufilia walked out of the teleportation portal, she saw her disgraceful daughter skillfully holding a bag and dry-heaving there. However, the Wuhun body, as a pure energy incarnation, couldn't vomit anything out, which made her annoyed enough to go up and kick this useless daughter on the butt.

With that kick, the butt flesh rippled and trembled, looking just like pudding.

Hmm, not to mention, beating her own flesh and blood is different. The feel is first-class, much better than the feel of beating other people's children when she was an instructor.

"Stop pretending here. Go out and find the secretary guarding the door to take you to register. I won't accompany you, otherwise, being too intimate will easily expose the relationship between us."

The Grand Judge ordered like this.

"Yes, yes, yes. After all, I have no more utility value to the Grand Judge, no love, the feelings have faded, I'll crawl myself."

Zhai Wuhun said this mournfully while rubbing her butt and crawling up.

Then, before Long Ma could glare, Dorothy ran out of the Grand Judge's office nimbly.

... Zhai Wuhun running away...