Chapter 459: Domineering Angel
Dorothy ultimately didn't find the truth of the murderous intent, and the sky wasn't early anymore. As a qualified gentleman, it was time for her to send the lady home.
The flower carriage turned around and returned along the way it came, still as low-key as ever. Passersby just assumed the carriage didn't exist, but whenever the carriage passed, they would subconsciously dodge.
"Eldest Miss, actually, I don't really like the story of Luo Miou and Zhu Liye just now."
On the way, Sophie Sophie Liya, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke up and said this.
"However, the story is indeed a good story, it's just not quite to my taste."
Maybe it was because she was afraid of hurting the Eldest Miss's face—after all, this script was written by the Eldest Miss—the pure white Witch added another sentence.
However, Dorothy didn't care about this. Not only was she not angry, but she even nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, actually I don't like it much either. The reason I chose this one was just because it was excellent enough and easy to use."
She was telling the truth.
Although both "Luo Miou and Zhu Liye" and "Butterfly Lovers" were very excellent works and masterpieces that could be passed down through the ages, not everyone liked this kind of thing. At least Dorothy herself actually preferred watching happy ending comedies, not tragedies.
Even though many people say that tragedies can make people have a deep impression and can touch people's hearts more, most of the happy ending works can only make people watch for fun, and maybe they will forget everything after a while.
Regarding this point, Dorothy also agreed, but this still didn't prevent her from hating tragedies. After all, she watched novels and movies to relax in the first place. Being able to make her forget her troubles for a while and watch for fun was enough. Why pursue what is "deeply impressive"?
Life is already so difficult, why look for trouble for yourself during rest time, and feel uncomfortable for several days after watching?
However, Sophie Sophie Liya shouldn't have the same reason as her. She raised her head to look at the roommate opposite her, then waited for her answer.
"I actually just don't like the personalities of the two protagonists. They are too weak, and their vision is too short-sighted."
The pure white Witch also spoke frankly.
"They were clearly the heirs of their respective families, but they only knew how to indulge in temporary pleasure, their eyes full of love, while ignoring the responsibilities they each bore."
"They encountered difficulties and only thought of escaping, thinking of giving up each other's surnames to elope. This is how weak and incompetent, and how stupid."
"They were just giving up the status and power they already possessed, choosing to submit to fate, praying for fate's mercy, so they could possess that insecure happiness. This is truly too stupid."
"Fate never pities the weak. Those who submit to fate will only be played by fate. Their tragedy was doomed from the very beginning."
Sophie Sophie Liya said this with a trace of anger at their failure to live up to expectations.
"Eldest Miss, you say, if the two of them were just a bit more proactive, talked less about love, and worked harder to improve themselves to increase their influence in their respective families, then how could they have ended up in that kind of ending?"
"The ending of that story is even more ironic. Will the two families with a century of hatred really move toward peace just because of the deaths of two stupid young people? Is peace so easy to come by? No, absolutely impossible. Both sides will only hate each other even more because of this, and be completely at odds."
"The tragedy brought by those two protagonists will absolutely not be peace, but will completely stifle the hope of peace, because the only people in the two families who were willing to be honest and understand each other no longer exist."
Dorothy: "..."
Ah, this. No, you are too into the play, right? This is just a story. I at most thought about using this thing to splash some dirty water on your church. I really didn't think that much.
The Home Witch was dumbfounded.
Although she thought about it slightly and felt that what her roommate said was really correct—if Luo Miou and Zhu Liye could become the power-holders of the two families, then they could naturally combine openly and honestly, and such a combination would be similar to a marriage alliance, which could indeed bring a chance of reconciliation to the two major families.
But that plot wouldn't be "Luo Miou and Zhu Liye." It would be "The Struggle of Two People" or "Domineering President and Extreme Big Sister." Writing it like that might flop and not become a world masterpiece.
"This is just a story."
She tried to soothe this somewhat "high" roommate.
But Sophie Sophie Liya just nodded and looked at her seriously.
"Hmm, Eldest Miss, I know this is just a story, but 'Luo Miou and Zhu Liye' is a story, but 'Dorothy and Sophie Sophie Liya' is reality."
"Eldest Miss, if you don't want to be played by fate, then you must forge ahead. We have no other choice."
The pure white Witch was inexplicably brave. Her eyes, shining like gold, stared tightly at Dorothy, which made the Home Witch unable to look directly at her for a moment.
Something is wrong. This doesn't quite look like Sophie Sophie Liya. Could it be that Lucifer is on the account?
The Home Witch opened her mouth wide, not knowing what to say for a moment.
But Sophie Sophie Liya didn't give her a chance to speak. The pure white Witch looked at the "Aba Aba" Eldest Miss, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Eldest Miss, let's fight with all our might next. If you win, then I am yours. But if I win, then you are mine. Even if I am caught back to Heaven by Mother, I will still work hard to climb up in Heaven, and then take you away from the Witch world as the Angel King."
At this time, the carriage happened to return to the back door of the villa where Sophie Sophie Liya was possessing this female believer. She stood up from the carriage, jumped off the car neatly, leaving only the dumbfounded Dorothy on the car.
Mom, what's going on? Why is she suddenly so domineering? Didn't you say you don't get along with me? And what is "yours" and "mine"? Are you a human trafficker? People are born free. If not free, death... forget it, I haven't lived enough, I don't want to die.
In short, the angry Home Witch also directly disconnected the demon possession, and her consciousness returned to her main body. And as soon as she left, the power that maintained the magic dissipated.
The flower carriage was beaten back to its original form, and the man on the carriage also fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Thus, the confused woman watched the man who appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground. The two looked at each other, and both unexpectedly felt that the other party was a bit familiar.
Sin City, Mechanical Church.
"Damn it..."
Dorothy, who was originally lying on the office desk, opened her eyes. As soon as she woke up, she couldn't help but pick up the innocent quill on the table and throw it in anger.
Hmph, a mere Sophie Sophie Liya actually dares to be so rampant. She is just a defeated opponent. Can this be tolerated?
It's just that, just when the Home Witch was planning how to make her realize her mistake after winning against Sophie Sophie Liya, and was even pondering whether to let this arrogant Student Council President wear a maid outfit or a uniform, a voice suddenly sounded beside her.
"Dorothy, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"
City of Sin, Machine Church.
Dorothy: "..."
Ah, this...
The Home Witch, who had already turned over and become the master in her dream, suddenly stiffened her body, then covered her face, only wanting to carry the train station and escape overnight.
Mom, I've lost face in front of the Witch King.
"Di Di Nisha, why are you here? Didn't you go to class?"
She finally asked this while biting the bullet.
"Class ended early. I originally wanted to discuss some subsequent matters with you, but I didn't disturb you when I saw you were asleep."
The shepherdess lady also covered her mouth and chuckled.
And Dorothy only now discovered that she was still draped in a small wool blanket. There was no need to think; it must have been Di Di Nisha who draped it for her.
"Hmm, hmm, then let's get to the point quickly. Meeting, meeting, I love working the most. Tell me, what's the matter."
After a slight silence, the Home Witch gave up. She just acted as if nothing had happened just now, shouting like this.
"Good, good, good, I'll listen to you."
Di Di Nisha held back her laughter, but she was very considerate of this good sister's face and didn't make her embarrassed.
"It's no big deal, it's just that the Pan Duola Project is almost ready. I want to ask if you are sure you want to implement it? Once we start, we can't turn back."
Mentioning serious business, the shepherdess lady also became serious, and she asked this.
And hearing this, Dorothy couldn't care about the embarrassment anymore. Her face also became serious.
However, she didn't rush to answer, but stood up and walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside the window.
It had to be said that with magical power used to cheat, this development speed was as fast as opening a plug-in. Clearly, only five months had passed, but the Sin City outside the window seemed to have undergone decades of changes, and was frantically accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating.
Originally, this was just an ancient medieval city. Although it looked prosperous at first glance, it couldn't be considered advanced. But now...
Hmm, the current Sin City couldn't be said to be earth-shaking compared to before, but at least it was completely unrelated. The style had changed.
The original medieval historical drama suddenly turned into a steampunk style.
A large number of steam pipes had begun to be laid in the streets and alleys of the city. Various metal equipment that was originally expensive and could only be used to manufacture weapons and equipment was now becoming popular. Common new mechanical equipment made of black iron or brass could be seen on the street, as well as tracks being laid for rail cars between cities. Occasionally, one could even see a few slightly rough early steam locomotives.
Of course, after all, only five months had passed. This time was too short, too short to let everyone change their living habits. Therefore, horse-drawn carriages were still the majority on the street.
Moreover, this Sin City was originally a city where many races lived together. Vampires, werewolves, various orcs, and even elves were all there. Monsters and ghosts were everywhere.
Therefore, now you could see dwarves going to the tavern to drink after getting off work from the factory, elf mages driving newly bought steam locomotives to flirt with girls, hardworking orcs laying tracks, and gentlemanly vampires in tailcoats looking curiously at the laying of these tracks.
Hmm, that "punk flavor" where the advanced and the backward blend, and technology and magic coexist, is here.
It's just that, at the very least, most people's faces were smiling at this time, and there was shining light in their eyes, unlike a few months ago when everyone could only sadly hide at home, waiting for the bullying that might come at any time from the villains.
There is hope for these days, and people naturally appear full of passion.
And for all this, we must thank the Mechanical Sect, thank the mechanical cultivators, and praise the machine.
Therefore, whenever someone passed by the Mechanical Church, someone would always stop, and then either take off their hat or kiss the Holy Hammer necklace, to express their gratitude to the Mechanical Sect for bestowing hope upon them.
Hmm, everything seems to be getting better at first glance.
It's just, don't forget, this is still Sin City, the devil's territory. These Witches are just boarders living under someone else's roof.
Even if the City Lord Satan, whose true identity is the Primordial Witch, didn't expel them, but instead generously lent them people and land to mess around with, now they should also think about building a territory of their own.
Moreover, building the Shengcheng Pan Duola was originally the historical mission of the God King, and the first-stage main quest of these Witches was to wait for the Shengcheng to be built.
It's just that the history was later tampered with by Dorothy, so it should be up to her to find a way to correct it.
It's just that the Shengcheng Pan Duola in history actually didn't have anything special. To put it bluntly, it was the God King who helped the weak along the way, saving many bottom-level poor people who were oppressed by the church and nobles to the point of being unable to live. These poor people also became the God King's followers.
Thus, in the end, the God King took these followers to a desolate land to reclaim wasteland. She and her followers built a gathering point there, and even announced that they welcomed the arrival of all the oppressed.
Slowly, that early gathering point became a village, later a town, and finally a city.
It's just that, clearly, there is no time for Dorothy to develop slowly like this. Two days later, Sophie Sophie Liya will bring a group of angels to ride on their faces. The time left for her to build a city is only two days.
Build a city in two days? Is this realistic?
Very unrealistic. This is not only unscientific, but also not very magical.
However, fortunately, all the preparatory work had actually been prepared by her in advance. Science plus magic has hope of creating this miracle.
Actually, the city-building plan had long been ready. It was just that she had always been thinking about preparing more fully, so she had been dragging it until now.
And now, Dorothy inexplicably remembered Sophie Sophie Liya's words just now.
Yes, they have no other choice, so there is nothing to hesitate about. Let's do it.
"Hmm, let's start the plan in two days. We will cast our city with the bones of angels."
The Home Witch turned around and said this.
... Dorothy is charging up... ===== CHAPTER 460 =====
Actually, the plan to build the city had long been ready; it was just that she had always been thinking about preparing a bit more thoroughly, which was why it had been dragged out until now.
And now, Dorothy inexplicably remembered Sophie Sophie Liya's words from just a moment ago.
That's right, they already had no other choice, so there was nothing left to hesitate about—get to work.
"Mm, let's start the plan in two days. We shall cast our city with the bones of angels."
The shut-in witch turned around and said as much.
... Dorothy is charging up...
End of Chapter
