Chapter 413

At nightfall, Dorothy and her party still took the Golden Township's vehicle and arrived at the pier of the City of Glory.

The sparring was done, and they had experienced the eating, drinking, and playing; it was time to go back.

Dorothy took the empty wine bottle out of her bag, opened the lid, and released the small White Dragon Battleship. The group boarded the ship one by one.

However, when the Home Witch boarded the ship, she turned to look at the City of Glory behind her. Mana flashed in her eyes, and her eyes, which had the Clairvoyance spell cast on them, immediately saw the three angel witches looking toward this side from a high tower in the center of the city.

The gazes of the two sides collided, and the red-haired angel big sister named Maria even waved at Dorothy.

Dorothy also nodded politely, then slipped into the battleship.

The Home Witch was still very happy. In her view, the communication between Sophie Liya and this Apocalypse Fleet was very harmonious. The other party now knew the Pure White Witch's identity but was still willing to be loyal. Such true loyalty was much more reliable than deception.

"Hmm, it seems these younger angel witches have a good eye. You've broadened your path."

Dorothy thought with great appreciation.

She then canceled the plan she had originally made to suppress or simply destroy the Apocalypse Fleet that didn't know how to behave.

Today is another day where I don't need to expose my identity. It's great. If only everyone in this world were so harmonious and friendly.

"Zero, autopilot home."

The Home Witch happily ordered her ship-girl.

Thus, the battleship started and was about to set sail, but...

"Stop for a second, wait..."

Just as the battleship was about to catapult and take off, Dorothy shouted again.

Zero was also very obedient and immediately cut the engine, but this ship-girl, who was cosplaying as a mechanical maid, looked at her master, and a big question mark was projected on the battleship's screen.

The others in the battleship were the same. They looked at Dorothy with some confusion, wondering if she had left something behind.

But very soon, Sophie Liya also sensed something. She hurriedly stood up and came to her Young Lady's side. The two stood together by the battleship's porthole, looking at the huge portal outside.

And the next moment, that calm portal expanded with a boom once again, just like when the Apocalypse Fleet returned in the morning. Then, from the vortex-like space channel in the center of the huge portal, a gorgeous, huge warship drilled out.

This was an ancient warship with a style different from the witch battleships.

Most of the witches' battleships had an appearance style somewhat similar to the space battleships in the sci-fi works of Dorothy's past life, but this one was truly a ship, an ancient sailing warship similar to the ghost ship that was pulled out earlier.

It's just that unlike the dilapidated ghost ship, this warship was luxurious and gorgeous, and its size was not much smaller than the witches' battleships.

The first to come out of the portal was the figurehead in the shape of wings spread in prayer, followed by the huge hull. On both sides of the hull, hundreds of oars like angel wings were sliding.

Hanging on the huge hull were even larger Sails of Faith. These sails billowed without wind, providing huge power for this massive sailing warship.

From the decorations full of papal atmosphere visible everywhere on the hull to the angels vaguely visible on the deck, it could be seen that this was a warship of the angels.

And after this huge angel warship came out, dozens of smaller warships of the same style soon sailed out of the portal. This was already a small-scale fleet.

"Uh, what happened? How could the Angel Fleet appear in the Witch World so openly? Wasn't this intercepted?"

Dorothy looked at Sophie Liya beside her with some confusion and asked.

With the domineering nature of the witches, naturally, they would not allow a foreign fleet to sail into their world for no reason, let alone an angel fleet.

Even though the angels were once conquered by the witches, ever since the God King stepped down, Heaven had regained its autonomy.

It has been almost 100,000 years since the God King stepped down. After such a long time, how much loyalty and awe Heaven still retains for the Witch World is hard to say.

Moreover, angels are not ordinary foreign species; they are an old, powerful disaster race with a deep foundation. In terms of overall strength, they are actually higher than the Witch World, not lower. The witches have always been quite wary of the angels.

Under these circumstances, how did such an angel fleet sail in?

Especially at this critical period when the Lord of Radiance is about to break the seal.

Thinking of the King of Angels who would break the seal in a few days, Dorothy frowned.

"They came in through legal procedures. The ship has a pass issued by the Witch Academy. Let me see, it seems to be an academic exchange certificate. This is an angel delegation that has come to exchange academics with the Witch Academy."

Sophie Liya also frowned. Her golden pupils flashed as if ignited, seemingly checking something, and then said so.

"But this pass was not signed by me."

The Pure White Witch was a bit confused.

As the actual manager of the Witch Academy, this kind of thing should generally be signed and confirmed by her, but this was also the first time she had heard of this angel delegation.

"Uh, then is it a fake certificate?"

Dorothy immediately got excited.

If this was a fake certificate, she would immediately take out the judgment order and prepare to call for people. It's a merit picked up for free, why not take it.

"Young Lady, what are you thinking? How could a fake certificate pass through the Witch World's automatic defensive barrier? They would have been shot down by the garrison battle group as soon as they crossed the border. This is naturally a real certificate, probably signed by the School Committee."

Sophie Liya rolled her eyes at her Young Lady, who suddenly had glowing eyes, and said speechlessly.

After all, as the Student Council President, she was acting on behalf of the School Committee's authority. If this pass was not signed by her, then it could only be signed by the School Committee.

It's just that generally, the School Committee would send someone to notify her about this kind of thing, how come this time...

The Pure White Witch just thought this in her heart, and then her spellbook shook.

Sophie Liya: "..."

It couldn't be such a coincidence.

She opened the spellbook and found that the message was indeed sent by someone from the School Committee, and it wasn't anyone else, but the Academy Principal, her grandmother, whom she hadn't actually met many times.

Quickly scanning the message, the Pure White Witch frowned. She already understood what this so-called Angel Exchange Delegation in front of her was here for.

"They are the elite of the Angel Race who have come to participate in the Witch's Night."

Sophie Liya took a few deep breaths, calmed her mood, and said so.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the battleship was stunned.

"But isn't the Witch's Night limited to students of the Witch Academy?"

Audrey asked while manipulating her doll with some confusion.

"Could it be that the rules for this Witch's Night have changed?"

Senior Miya also guessed immediately.

"Hmm, that's indeed the case. It was originally news to be announced tomorrow. It doesn't matter if I tell you in advance."

Because this was not news that needed to be kept secret, but information that could be made public, Sophie Liya had no scruples and nodded, explaining.

"This Witch's Night has been changed to a two-race battle mode, a battle between witches and angels, and the reenacted campaign is the Battle of the Witch's Rise. The campaign time is from the day the God King awakened until the end of the Battle of Heaven."

"Uh, that would take thousands of years, that's not very realistic."

Because Mother had already leaked the questions, Dorothy was not surprised by the reenacted campaign, but this was the first time she had heard of the campaign duration.

Originally, she thought it would be enough to have one or two battles, but now Sophie Liya told her it was all of them.

Although the Witch's Night is essentially a quite realistic lucid dream, and the concept of time in the dream is quite vague, but who dreams for thousands of years? That's ridiculous.

"That's naturally impossible. We only need to participate in the few key battles that the God King remembers most deeply."

The message just sent by the Academy Principal was quite brief. Sophie Liya didn't know much, and the specific rules hadn't been announced yet. She only knew this much.

"I see."

Senior Miya and Audrey were thoughtful, and then even a little eager to try.

After all, fighting the memory remnants of the past in the Witch's Night is not as interesting as fighting real people, especially fighting angels in a special campaign like the God King's Rise. This is too interesting and immersive. Anyway, just fight to the death when the time comes.

But Dorothy and Sophie Liya were a bit conflicted. Such a rule change at this special moment always makes people feel uneasy about the upcoming Witch's Night festival.

The Home Witch also looked up at the hat senior on her head, but the senior blinked the star eyes on the brim innocently, indicating that she was just a poor sleeping beauty and really had no inside information to share.

"Fine."

Dorothy withdrew her gaze and didn't think too much about it. She took one last look at the angels' warships and then said to Zero.

"Alright, we can go, let's go back."

Anyway, things decided by the academy's top management or even possibly the God King herself are not things they students can change. They can only take things as they come.

It's just that the opponents in the festival have changed from fake remnants of the past to real angels. This is no big deal.

After all, it's not that she looks down on anyone; she just wants to say that no matter what kind of enemy it is, it's no big deal to her, because...

Because she can't beat anyone, and anyone can slap her to death when the time comes.

Sigh, a cripple with only 40,000 mana is not to be trifled with. She will just stay by her sisters' side and be a good support. The rest will be left to the sisters to carry. She just needs to follow along and shout 666.

Being able to team up for the Witch's Night is really a good civilization.

Dorothy is determined to be the strongest summoner of the Witch's Night.

"As you command, Master."

The fake ship-girl nodded, then the White Dragon Battleship stopped lingering. The thrusters behind it sprayed a fierce stream of mana, then catapulted and started, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

And on the angel warship not far away, an angel with a tall figure, handsome appearance, but androgynous enough to be indistinguishable between male and female seemed to have sensed something. He turned his head to look at the position where the White Dragon Battleship disappeared.

From the five pairs of ten angel wings behind him, it could be seen that this was a high-rank angel, a big shot in Heaven second only to the King of Angels.

"Lord Sariel, is this the Witch World? Why do those angel witches feel so weak?"

"Is this really the kingdom ruled by the God King? It feels not as beautiful as our Heaven."

"Lord Sariel, can we see the God King in person this time?"

A group of young angels wearing robes made of white gauze (the style of ancient Rome) surrounded Sariel at this time, which forced him to withdraw his gaze and then look at these children kindly and gently.

"Yes, you will. Bringing you here this time is to exchange with the Witch Academy. When the time comes, you will compete with witches of the same age. You must be humble and cautious, and not be careless."

After slightly reminding these somewhat impetuous children, Sariel cast his gaze toward the distant direction of the Witch Academy.

Even though they were far apart, as the most pious guardian angel under Lord Gabriel back then, Sariel could still sense that the power of the great King he served was awakening.

It's just that, was that an illusion just now? I always feel that there was the King's aura on that battleship that left just now.

Sariel thought, a bit unsure.

For an angel of his level, illusions should not exist, but the influence of space-time power was too strong when he just came out of the portal, which disturbed his perception to a certain extent.

It's just that looking at the direction the battleship left, it seems to be heading to the Witch Academy, so he will definitely meet those little witches again before long.

Sariel thought so.

As a dependent of the King of Fate, he has always been favored by fate. He thinks so, and future fate will guide him to turn his wish into reality.

It's just, when did the Witch World have that kind of ultra-small warship? Could it be that their shipbuilding technology has made a new breakthrough, and battleships have become civilian?

The high-rank angel thought with some confusion.

And then...

And then he felt that the thread of fate he had tried to pull toward that strange battleship just now had broken.

This made the whole angel Sariel stunned, then he looked up at the three suns in the sky, and lowered his head even faster, full of awe.

He felt that it might have been a warning from the Three Kings just now.

After all, this is the Witch World, the world favored by the three supreme beings in the entire Western Universe. It was indeed too reckless of him just now.

"Hmm?"

In the Spirit World, in the house on the back of the beautiful white dragon soaring with wings spread, Sophie Liya frowned and casually snapped the thread of fate that didn't know where it came from.

She felt a pure angel aura from the broken thread.

Well, that was definitely the power of an angel. After all, no witch knows angel power better than her.

So, was I noticed by the people of that angel fleet just now?

The Pure White Witch's expression was solemn.

"What's wrong, did something happen?"

Dorothy beside her asked hurriedly upon seeing this.

"Nothing, Young Lady, just a mosquito."

The Pure White Witch perfunctorily replied.

"Give me a break, this is the Spirit World, where would mosquitoes come from."

Dorothy rolled her eyes, glaring at this bad roommate who didn't even draft her lies, but since Sophie Liya wouldn't say, she was too lazy to ask more.

Sigh, I hope nothing goes wrong.

... Home Witch praying...