Chapter 374: Dorothy

Watching the memories shared by her avatar, Sophie Liya understood everything in her heart.

District 13 was practically Lucifer's territory. As the underground queen there, the entire district was her eyes and ears, and the Divine King Cathedral was not far from District 13. Therefore, the moment the Inquisitors appeared, Lucifer had already received the news and had been continuously following up.

However, even after recognizing the identities of the two high-ranking figures leading the Inquisition, Sophie Liya did not feel angry, nor did she feel that she had been betrayed by someone she trusted.

After all, she had actually known for a long time that her Master was a member of the Inquisition; it was her Master who led the team that sealed her mother and took her away when she was young.

Most witches are born with awareness, and the better their natural talent, the more this is true. Sophie Liya could even remember some things from when she was still in her mother's womb, so she naturally remembered the events of that night very clearly.

Although her Master had specifically changed her identity after adopting her, both of them knew it in their hearts; they just tacitly chose not to expose it.

How could such a dangerous half-breed as her not be monitored? Her Master was her monitor.

But now it seemed that this monitoring task had shifted to the Young Lady.

Regarding this, the Pure White Witch was not too surprised. After all, the Inquisition was an institution passed down through generations. Given her Master's status, it was possible that the Young Lady had already been registered in the Inquisition before she was even born; there was nothing strange about that.

Her trust in her Master and the Young Lady would not be shaken by such a small matter; even if she were truly sold out by these two, she would be willing.

Combining today's Inquisition operation with the nonsense the Young Lady spoke yesterday morning as if she hadn't taken her medicine, Sophie Liya seemed to understand something.

At that time, the Young Lady seemed terrified that she would be taken away by someone. Could it be that she had received some news?

Moreover, the person who wanted to take her away should be someone relatively close to her, but where would she have any relatives...

Thinking of this, Sophie Liya was suddenly stunned. She thought of a terrible possibility.

The Lord of Radiance, her angel mother—was she going to break the seal soon?

"Make me the Divine King Saint Son within a week"—did this mean there was only one week left?

The Pure White Witch suddenly understood everything, but such a guess made her somewhat unable to accept it. After a moment of silence, she made up her mind.

"Hmm, you all should prepare yourselves in the near future. In about a week, I might need your help."

She said to the members of the Apocalypse Battle Group on the other side of the Mana Web.

Originally, she had intended to plan slowly, but now time waited for no one, so there was no other way; she had to take a risk.

"Yes, Saintess."

"Yay..."

On the side of the Apocalypse Battle Group, the angel witches were suddenly invigorated. They had actually been waiting for this day for a long time; it was time to let those old fogies of the Ancestral Court realize that the era had changed.

Back at the Divine King Cathedral.

"Alright, let's stop here for today."

Seeing that the matters that needed handling were mostly done, and the Lord of Radiance within the seal showed no changes at all, Yufilia felt somewhat bored.

The Dragon Queen shook her head and disappeared directly from the cathedral, leaving the subsequent cleanup work to her daughter.

Seeing her mother leave, Dorothy also cast her gaze toward the Dean's family.

"Two ladies, you wouldn't want..."

"Ahem... forget it, the matter is handled, so I won't be a nuisance. I'll just say it directly: your daughter is coming with us."

The Fairy King consciousness just wanted to tease them a bit more, but was forcibly suppressed by Consciousness No. 2 and No. 3. Subsequently, Consciousness No. 2 manipulated the body and laid the cards on the table.

"Lord Clown, Fini is still a child. If you need someone to take responsibility, you can take me instead."

Hearing this, the Dean couldn't sit still. She was suddenly anxious. Was the Inquisition a place a normal witch should go? She was afraid that if her wretched daughter went there once, she would return either dead or crippled. No matter what, this was her own biological daughter; as a mother, she could not accept this result.

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Clown, as long as you can show mercy and let this child go, we, as husband and wife, are willing to bear her guilt together."

Angela, on the side, also hurriedly expressed her stance. This noble-tempered lady had tears in the corners of her eyes at this moment, and her pitiful appearance was truly heart-wrenching.

Dorothy looked at the couple, who were now in a state of being at her mercy, and couldn't help but feel speechless.

She felt that if she teased them a few more times, she might really enter a plotline unsuitable for children.

"Two ladies, please wait a moment. Can you let me finish speaking? I don't mean to be difficult with a child like her."

Seeing that both of these beautiful wives were truly struggling with some indescribable thoughts in their eyes, and were even about to grit their teeth and sacrifice themselves for their daughter's future, the Home Witch hurriedly stopped them.

"My meaning is that this girl openly defied law enforcement in public, and this charge is not convenient to cover up, so she needs to come with us. After all, the dignity of the Inquisition cannot be damaged; this precedent cannot be set, otherwise, it will be inconvenient for everyone to handle cases in the future. Both ladies can understand this, right?"

"Yes, we understand."

The couple hurriedly nodded, indicating they understood.

With their status, they naturally knew more than ordinary witches. They also knew that much of the Inquisition's current notoriety was intentionally blackened by themselves, just to make everyone afraid and fearful of them.

And this time, their own wretched daughter obstructed the Inquisition's law enforcement in front of so many people. If there were no punishment at all, then the fierce persona the Inquisition had painstakingly built would collapse.

However, both of them were seasoned veterans who had dealt with affairs for many years, and they both heard the subtext of this Clown Grand Inquisitor.

The dignity of the Inquisition could not be lost, and their daughter needed to go with them so others would know the consequences of offending the Inquisition. But as for how to punish her after taking her away, that was something others couldn't control, and it could be discussed.

"Then, my lord, your meaning is..."

Knowing that the severity of the punishment for her daughter was negotiable, Rosalind breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to probe a bit more, but Dorothy thought for a moment and spoke directly.

"I see that your daughter is a talent, and our Inquisition happens to need such talent. How about this: let her work as a temporary employee for a few years to make up for her crimes. As for whether she can become a regular later, that depends on her own performance."

The Home Witch glanced at the little angel beside her and said so.

She had been busy for so long just to support her roommate's rise to power. If Sophie Liya wanted to become the Divine King Saint Son later, she would have to pass this Dean's hurdle. So, it wouldn't be good to offend her too deeply now; she had to give the other party some face.

Phoenix had already passed the audit of the Heart-Questioning Magic Mirror just now, and there was indeed no problem with her. Although she was a bit slow, she was still a good child. Moreover, this person was actually able to discover by herself that there was a problem with the Saint Son Faction; she was truly a little genius. It seemed she really had some talent as an Inquisitor and could be appropriately cultivated.

Anyway, a temporary employee making up for crimes didn't need a salary. In the future, all the dirty and tiring work would be thrown to her. You little girl dared to offend me and investigate me before; now that you've fallen into my hands, you'll have a hard time.

The more Dorothy thought about it, the more pleasant her smile became.

"I don't want to, don't come over here."

Seeing the evil look in the eyes of this hateful clown as he sized her up, the little angel couldn't help but tremble. She subconsciously looked at her mothers, hoping they could save her.

However...

"Thank you, my lord, thank you very much."

"We, as husband and wife, will definitely keep your kindness in our hearts. In the future, if you have any needs, you can find us at any time. As long as it is something we can do, we will not refuse anything."

Hearing this, the Dean and her husband's mood suddenly went from hell to heaven—bah, it seemed there was no difference; anyway, they were both ecstatic now.

After all, this was no punishment at all; this was clearly a reward.

Their own wretched daughter had recklessly activated the Church Protection Barrier this time. Once the clan calmed down later, she wouldn't be able to shake off this blame. The position of Saintess would definitely be lost, and on top of offending the Inquisition, with this file record, she could basically forget about any good jobs on the surface.

But now, this Lord Clown was actually willing to let her daughter go to the Inquisition to make up for her crimes. Although it was only a temporary employee, this was already a huge blessing. A temporary employee of the Inquisition was still a person of the Inquisition.

That was the strongest violent organ, authorized by the Three Kings, that could act first and report later. They were the civil servants among civil servants, a top-tier lucrative position. Let alone a temporary employee, even the position of guarding the gate of the Inquisition was a lucrative job that countless people wanted to enter but couldn't. Their wretched daughter had turned a misfortune into a blessing this time.

The Dean was so moved now that her previous dissatisfaction and disgust toward this Clown Grand Inquisitor vanished instantly. From now on, this was her great benefactor. If anyone said a bad word about the Clown, she would get anxious with them.

There was no help for it; she had always felt guilty toward this daughter. Now, whoever could give her daughter a good future was truly more worthy of her gratitude than someone who saved her own life. After all, she was also a mother, and her daughter was her soft spot.

"Uh, is it that exaggerated?"

Dorothy was caught off guard by the sudden change in the couple's attitude. Did this count as her selling someone else's daughter, while the parents were still helping her count the money?

On the other side, the residence of the Witch's Home.

"Phew, it's finally over on that side."

Feeling that the matter at the Inquisition had come to an end, Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she withdrew her dispatched Consciousness No. 2 and No. 3, restored herself to her peak, and prepared to seriously carry out the renovation project here.

Only...

"Hey, Little Fairy, I think you have some misunderstanding about renovation. Are you sure you want to build furniture now, and not an arms factory?"

On the side, Senior Miya looked at her with a strange expression and asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, Senior Sister, this is really a bit exaggerated."

Audrey also hurriedly nodded in agreement, and the fox puppet on her head was trembling a little.

"Where is it exaggerated? As the saying goes, sharpening the knife doesn't delay the woodcutting. These are all necessary equipment. We are not just renovating for ourselves; we also have to consider future order requirements. Therefore, I think building such a fully automatic intelligent alchemy workshop is very necessary."

Regarding the doubts of her two good sisters, Dorothy was indeed full of arguments.

According to Senior Miya and Audrey, the furniture used for this renovation could just be hand-crafted by the three of them using alchemy.

After all, most normal witch renovations were like this: if you need something, you craft it. Anyway, simple furniture production didn't require very high alchemy attainments. Basically, any witch could do it. At most, some people's hand-crafting was a bit rough and ugly, while others' was more exquisite and had more patterns.

But Dorothy did not agree with their point of view. The Home Witch had a long-term vision, and she decided to start by hand-crafting a high-level alchemy workshop.

Well, after all, their Witch's Home was an architectural society and would have to take commercial orders in the future. She had the patience to hand-craft all the furniture for her own home, but when commercial orders came in the future, if she had to keep hand-crafting furniture, wouldn't she be exhausted?

This wouldn't do. Therefore, for the sake of once-and-for-all, a modular alchemy workshop capable of automatically batch-producing various furniture materials was a necessary preparation.

Anyway, there was still a lot of building material left over from what Senior Miya brought before. Those were all good materials. She took a look, and it was almost enough to set up a high-level alchemy workshop.

Well, it was definitely not that she had been craving Spider Teacher's high-level workshop for a long time, but she didn't have her own house before, so she couldn't afford it, and now that she had bought a house, she couldn't hold back.

Well, definitely not; she was really considering the future, alright.

"Alright, as long as you are happy, Little Fairy."

Looking at the stubborn appearance of her beloved, Senior Miya didn't oppose it anymore. She rolled her eyes and helplessly chose to dote on the Little Fairy.

Actually, what she wanted to say was that it was too hard for the Little Fairy to hand-craft it herself. If she really wanted an alchemy workshop, she would bring her a few of the latest mobile workshops tomorrow.

After all, their Astrolos family started out relying on alchemy. Her family had plenty of alchemy workshops. Senior Miya herself had several top-tier private workshops. If the Little Fairy needed them, she could bring a few over and give them to her.

However, looking at the Little Fairy's stubborn appearance, Senior Miya still closed her mouth. This Little Fairy was reluctant even to accept some building materials from her before; she probably wouldn't want it if she really gave her an alchemy workshop. So, let her be happy.

At the moment, she looked curiously at the Little Fairy's movements. After all, it was the first time in her life she had seen someone hand-craft a workshop.

Although an alchemy workshop was definitely a man-made product, there was a specialty in the art. The various precision alchemy instruments in the workshop were simply not something an ordinary alchemist could manufacture; they had to be produced and manufactured by an alchemy society specializing in producing these alchemy instruments.

It was just like how ordinary factories used machine tools to produce various items, but some factories specialized in producing machine tools.

Alchemy was a profound and complex field. Legend had it that the most brilliant alchemist should have the omnipotent power of a creator and could freely shape all things.

But that realm was too ethereal. The vast majority of alchemists actually only specialized in one or two fields. For example, Miya's family had been focusing on alchemy for generations—well, it was the technique of refining gold.

As for the technology of refining various alchemy instruments, that was the unique skill of those alchemy societies that specialized in this business. Generally, people who were not in this field wouldn't study this. When needed, they would just buy one and learn how to use it.

Although alchemists, as a scholar-type profession, needed enough curiosity, everyone hadn't even fully mastered their own specialized fields, so where would they have the energy to learn other things?

It's just that...

Senior Miya knew about the Little Fairy's achievement of mastering all nine systems. Such an omnipotent person naturally had considerable attainments in alchemy, but she seemed to have never asked what field of alchemy the Little Fairy specialized in.

Uh, it wouldn't really be the direction of manufacturing instruments, would it?

"Little Fairy, what field do you specialize in in alchemy? I originally thought you were also in the direction of puppets or civil engineering. Now it seems it's the field of precision instruments."

Senior Miya finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.

Although asking this between witches had a suspicion of prying into secrets and was not very polite, it was fine for close witch sisters to ask.

"Of course, if it's not convenient, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Senior Miya hurriedly added.

"That's not inconvenient at all. I actually don't have any specialized direction. I like to learn a little bit of everything, but if I have to say what I'm particularly good at, then it's probably shipbuilding?"

Dorothy scratched her head and then remembered a somewhat unpleasant memory.

Well, the reason for her obsession with alchemy workshops nowadays was actually that the equipment in the shipyard in that battleship game was really easy to use. That game could also be considered her enlightenment in the field of alchemy manufacturing.

Although it was a strategy game, Dorothy had always played it as a farming game. She didn't like fighting with people very much; she preferred to stay in the shipyard and build ships behind closed doors. The feeling of watching legendary psychic battleships being born in her hands gave her a great sense of accomplishment.

Actually, besides being beaten into autism by that shameless fish-bomber, a large part of the reason she quit the game was that she had achieved the full collection achievement. For her, that game could be considered graduated. After all, a peace-loving research player really didn't love fighting that much.

Although after that autism, she went back and studied military strategy knowledge fiercely, and now she also understood a little bit about military strategy. Now if you let her go back and face that fish-bomber, she would definitely be able to beat the other party into doubting life. After all, with her multiple thinking, she really had no low talent in the field of micro-manipulation.

However, let the past be the past. That was still when she was six or seven years old. Thinking about it now, it was actually quite fun.

Moreover, shipbuilding in the game was just like that. Now she actually wanted to build ships in reality more.

It's a pity...

Tsk, short of money...

... Home Witch is poor... ===== CHAPTER 375 =====