Chapter 426

Dorothy, whose main consciousness had returned to her body and who was too lazy to check her memory bank, naturally didn't know about being backstabbed by the avatar.

The Home Witch, who jumped up from the bed, looked at the time and found that it was already half an hour later than usual. She hurriedly got up, quickly changed clothes and washed, and came to the living room, seeing the pure white figure already sitting at the dining table waiting at a glance.

"Morning, Sophie Liya."

She greeted her roommate and walked straight to the kitchen. Only, when passing by the dining table, she "accidentally" dropped a document from her pocket.

"It's not early anymore, Miss, you are already thirty-four minutes and eight seconds slower than usual."

Sophie Liya's answer was still cold, and the pure white witch looked at the document that happened to fall at her feet, and then looked at her Miss somewhat speechlessly.

She naturally knew very well that with her Miss's seemingly lazy but actually extremely self-disciplined daily routine, it was impossible for her to oversleep. So today's "oversleeping" naturally had a reason.

As for the reason, it was highly likely that she went to perform the Inquisition's mission at night.

Recalling the Miss's identity, the pure white witch guessed reasonably.

It was also because of this that she didn't go to knock on the door to call the Miss to get up, but waited patiently here.

Only, this wait was half an hour, which really made her somewhat worried. After all, an inquisitor is not a safe job. This kind of sudden lateness is often not a good sign.

Therefore, Sophie Liya was really somewhat anxious during this half hour. If she waited another five minutes and the Miss still hadn't "gotten up," she might have really been unable to help but knock on the door to check the situation.

Fortunately, just when her patience was about to reach its limit, she heard the sound of the Miss's bedroom door. Suddenly, the heart that had been hanging in the pure white witch's chest fell, and then she hurriedly picked up the small witch daily newspaper of the day at hand and began to pretend that she had been reading the newspaper calmly.

Although in her urgency, she almost held the newspaper upside down.

"Miss, you dropped something."

Sophie Liya didn't pick up the document but spoke directly to remind her.

Although she also understood that this was intentionally "dropped" by the Miss, the pure white witch still didn't want to pick it up. After all, this was not good for the Miss's future.

As an inquisitor, favoritism and leaking secrets are all serious crimes. The Miss is different from her and has a bright future. There is no need to destroy her future for her own sake.

And to this, Dorothy, who had already arrived in the kitchen and wrapped her beloved pink furry rabbit apron, was thinking about the ultimate problem of what to eat today, heard this and was somewhat helpless.

This feeling where both people know that the other party already knows their secret, but they can't openly show their cards, is really quite uncomfortable.

Only, she didn't intend to take back the document.

"That was originally prepared for you, this drop is just right."

The Home Witch answered like this.

She is not really without self-awareness. As a Home Witch who only wants to live her own small life, Dorothy is very law-abiding. It is impossible for her to violate the Inquisition's ban. Even if Sophie Liya asked her for truly confidential things, she couldn't give them.

After all, loving one's job is the basic professional ethics. Even if she became an inquisitor for Sophie Liya, it doesn't mean she can betray the Inquisition for Sophie Liya.

No matter how much she cares about her family, that is only her own business. She can do many things for Sophie Liya, but that does not include sacrificing everyone's interests. She cannot accept the practice of using the secrets of the race behind her and countless compatriots to "help" her family.

How can there be a reason in this world to "sacrifice" using other people's things?

What is in that document is not a secret that cannot be leaked, but just the information about the angel delegation she organized herself, especially Michael, the Seraph, and the information about the 12 Dominions who participated in the War Chess just now.

The Witch World was not very welcoming to the arrival of this angel delegation, so it didn't matter whether it was confidential or not. They wished someone would come to make trouble and disgust these angels, preferably forcing them to leave voluntarily.

Now there are only two days left until the Witch Night, and since the Witch Night has become a confrontation match, obtaining the information of the opponents in advance is a very important thing.

Dorothy knows that Sophie Liya attaches great importance to this Witch Night and she wants a certain prize in this Witch Night, so this information about the angels should be very helpful to her.

Therefore, the Home Witch thought of handing this information to her.

As for why she didn't hand it over directly, but intentionally "dropped" it like this?

Isn't it inconvenient to show her cards? Before she can show her identity as an inquisitor, Dorothy cannot explain the source of this information.

Although with Sophie Liya's intelligence and emotional intelligence, she actually wouldn't ask about the source of this information.

Sure enough, after hearing the Miss's words, the pure white witch thought about it and didn't say much. She just hooked her fingers, and the invisible magic power made the document on the ground fly into her hand automatically.

Dorothy saw this and sighed that magic is so convenient and elegant, perfectly solving the sand sculpture problem of "A lady's things accidentally fell on the ground, how can she pick them up elegantly and without losing her demeanor?"

Seeing that the roommate lady really didn't ask about the source of this information, the Home Witch also breathed a sigh of relief.

Being confused is also a virtue.

She just likes Sophie Liya's high emotional intelligence of not asking about things that shouldn't be asked. Getting along with such people is always so relaxed and free. After all, you don't need to face endless questioning or even interrogation, and you don't need to rack your brains to think of various reasons to explain.

And this is also the reason why the two people's worldviews are not very compatible, and they still look at each other very unpleasantly on many issues, but they still live under the same roof very harmoniously.

Dealing with smart people is just so comfortable.

"Hmm, then let's have a good meal today."

Dorothy, who was in a good mood, hummed a little tune while using her fingers as a magic wand, directing the various kitchen utensils in the kitchen to start getting busy.

Breakfast, naturally, should be eaten lightly. A bowl of sea dragon meat porridge with a little small pickles pickled with hell magic plants, and then a cage of soup dumplings made with the crab roe of the Cloud Sea Heaven Crab is enough to deal with it simply.

And on the other side, Sophie Liya, who was checking the information, although she didn't say much on the surface and didn't have much expression on her face, the pure white witch's heart was not so calm.

After all, she only told the Miss yesterday evening that the rules of this Witch Night had changed and they might have to fight against the angels, but how come only one night passed, and the Miss sent the information of the angel delegation to her hand.

And this is not that kind of simple information. The tactical style of that Seraph Michael, the direction each of the 12 Dominions under her command is good at, the common attack moves and techniques, etc., are all written clearly.

This is simply as if she had just fought with that group of angels. Miss, what exactly did you do to that group of angel delegations last night?

And what kind of efficiency is this? Are inquisitors all so supernatural?

Sophie Liya couldn't help but have question marks popping up in her heart.

Only, as soon as this thought appeared, the pure white witch herself was almost amused.

It is not the inquisitors of the Inquisition who are powerful, but her own Miss. If any inquisitor could be so efficient, the Witch World would have taken off long ago.

After carefully reading this information, the holy holy flame in Sophie Liya's hand ignited, burning all this information, and after dealing with some traces with the power of fate, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the Miss said it was not confidential, she was still used to being cautious. She didn't want to cause any trouble for the Miss because of herself.

After doing all this, the pure white witch picked up the "Small Witch Daily" compiled by the group of big-mouthed crows from the news agency at hand and started reading it. Although while reading, she inadvertently looked at the figure busy in the kitchen.

For a time, Sophie Liya felt somewhat complicated.

It had only been two months since she lived with the Miss. She, who had always been alone and thought she would live alone forever, didn't know when she had become accustomed to such a cohabitation life. This is very wrong.

The pure white witch subconsciously felt awkward again. She wanted to reflect and strengthen the initial belief that "all this is just the teacher's task, and I absolutely cannot get along with the Miss," but there was no way. The aroma coming from the kitchen disturbed her self-reflection again.

"Hmm, I will reflect after eating this meal. This is absolutely not that I surrendered, it's just that this meal is indeed too fragrant."

Sophie Liya, who was still pretending to read the newspaper, thought this in her heart.

"Alright, seafood porridge is here, eat it while it's hot."

After a long time, Dorothy finished cooking, and she brought the delicious breakfast to the table.

... Two witches enjoying the delicious food...

The next two days were unexpectedly peaceful, and nothing happened.

Sophie Liya still went to the student council to work on time every day, and then got off work on time. Only, this student council president didn't return to the Shining Tower as before after getting off work, but would go directly to the club station of the Witch House to participate in club activities.

Of course, it is called activities, but it is actually all eating, drinking, and playing. After all, this newly established construction club has not been able to open for business yet.

Laughing to death, it can't receive commercial orders at all.

Dorothy was very distressed about this, and a little angry. There are too many people who don't know the goods these days. Her genius Civil Engineering Witch was not recognized. It can be seen that the quality of customers in this session is not very good.

And anyway, since she was idle, the few people simply started fine decoration on the club station.

Everyone chose their own tree house rooms and started to decorate the rooms into the way they liked.

Anyway, each room is designed by each person, and Dorothy happily acted as a ruthless furniture maker. Because she was idle, she didn't even use alchemy to be lazy, but rarely acted as a soul party, picking up the carpentry skills she learned while making figures in her previous life.

Hmm, handmade furniture made with one's own hands has a soul, containing the craftsman spirit in it, which must make the user feel more like home.

Whether it is really true or not, anyway, Dorothy herself, the maker, didn't feel anything.

Although this is a magic world, there is indeed a possibility that dead objects can be spiritual and born with souls. For example, Dorothy's staff Bast is an example. But generally speaking, only items made of spiritual materials have a higher probability of being spiritual.

After all, the requirement for spirituality is the emotion that the owner pours into the item, and these emotions also need the carrier of spiritual materials.

As for the probability of ordinary objects wanting to be spiritual, it cannot be said that there is none, it can only be said to be almost a miracle.

Only, the sisters were very fond of her handmade furniture. Even Sophie Liya, who was not happy or angry, could clearly feel her happiness. Even Senior Sister Mia directly threw all the high-end furniture she brought to Dorothy, and then hugged the "vulgar" furniture handmade by the Home Witch and returned to the room.

Only leaving the Home Witch, who was dumbfounded, to collect "garbage" with tears, and happily returned to the room holding this pile of high-end furniture that the senior sister didn't want.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say it, she hasn't used these luxury goods in her two lives combined. This can be considered as indirectly enjoying the feeling of a rich person.

It's just that Audrey is a bit difficult to handle. It can only be said that those who study art are troublesome. This little fox always wants furniture with artistic atmosphere. This forced the Home Witch to directly show her a unique skill, directly copying and carving versions of those world-famous paintings from her previous life for her.

She couldn't do this kind of thing in her previous life, but in this life, with the precision bonus of a witch, she could barely try. It was also thanks to this that she finally sent away this difficult junior sister, and finally retired under the worshipful gaze of Audrey, who seemed to be looking at a great artist.

Sigh, the happiness of a literary plagiarist is so simple and plain.

And besides decorating the room, several witches also took time to plant magic potions and some delicious spiritual vegetables and fruits seeds in the magic potion field outside.

Dorothy also moved the various spare ingredients she had been raising in the pasture in her magic box to the pasture space outside.

And Audrey, who likes beauty, brought many precious spiritual flower seeds and opened several gardens in the station.

Senior Sister Mia saw this and gave the little fox some rare magic beast-level butterflies and bees, which made Audrey's tail wag directly with excitement.

In short, this station named "Witch House" finally has a bit of a home feeling.

Just like this, under the peaceful daily life of the witches, two days passed quickly.

On the evening of the day, the entire Witch Academy did not become dull with the sunset. On the contrary, all the witches were very active, and even a little excited.

This night, Dorothy and others didn't return to the Shining Tower dormitory to rest. Several people prepared to rest directly at the Witch House station.

After all, the Witch Night is also carried out in units of clubs.

Dorothy and others simply had a picnic under the tree, everyone enjoyed this big meal carefully prepared by the Home Witch together, and discussed the strategic plan after entering the Witch Night later.

Then seeing that the time was almost up, several people each moved out a handmade version of the rocking chair by Dorothy, then lay on the chair, and closed their eyes together.

The Witch Night descended here, and a vast power directly shrouded the entire Witch World.

... Witches are sleeping...