Chapter 50: The Gold Content of a Witch

In the afternoon, Dorothy went out with Sophie Liya. The happy time of slacking off had ended, and next, she needed to go through some enrollment procedures.

Although she had received the Witch Academy's enrollment notice before, this did not mean that all schools in the Witch Academy were open for her to choose from, whichever she wanted to attend.

In fact, the academy would only bottom-line assign a school to you at the end, letting you complete the basic 20-year compulsory education. But everyone knows the quality of that kind of finally assigned school; they are basically those unknown schools with the lowest rankings that hardly anyone applies for.

Therefore, any witch with even a little bit of ideals would not obey the academy's assignment; they would choose the academy they like to apply for.

For example, the entrance exam for the Brewster Academy that Dorothy wanted to apply for would be held in three days. Therefore, she had to go to the academy admissions office to register and sign up for the exam.

And besides this, some other small permits needed to live in the Witch Academy also needed to be handled, such as flight permits, controlled spell casting permits, and so on.

For a large scientific research witch territory like the Witch Academy, peaceful and stable public security is quite important. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, the entire academy has actually been shrouded in a huge anti-magic barrier.

Those harmless life-type spells are generally not controlled, but those special spells that might endanger the academy's order must be controlled. If there is no special casting permit, then even an ordinary Great Witch would find it difficult to cast spells forcibly.

However, that casting permit is actually not difficult to get. Basically, as long as a witch applies for it, it can be approved. After all, this is the Witch Academy, and students, especially students of those armed witch academies, come here to study those high-risk controlled magic.

And that so-called casting permit is more of a monitoring means than a permit. The casting of personnel holding casting permits will be monitored and recorded. In this way, if someone commits a crime, as long as the academy retrieves the casting records and compares the casting time, it can basically determine who the culprit is.

Also, if it is detected that someone is preparing to cast high-level range magic in densely populated areas like downtown, the casting permit can be frozen in time. In that case, the culprit who has lost the ability to cast spells under the suppression of the Great Barrier can only be captured by the law enforcement team of the academy's discipline committee.

Well, this kind of large witch territory actually has similar control means. Therefore, although it looks prosperous and lively, it always seems not very free. And this is one of the important reasons why basically the central urban area of the witch territory is inhabited by different races, and yet very few witches live there.

Many witches who are used to freedom cannot stand this kind of restraint. They would rather hang their sky islands in the suburbs around the witch territory than live directly in the territory and be under control twenty-four hours a day.

After all, there is no way during working hours, but after work, everyone wants to be more relaxed.

It's just that adults can be relatively free, but for witch students who have not yet graduated from the academy and are not yet regarded as independent witches by the witch world, there is no choice but to endure this school life that is like being in prison.

However, Dorothy has no dissatisfaction with this kind of restraint. On the contrary, she agrees with this kind of strict school rule from the bottom of her heart. After all, no one wants to be washed by someone else's AOE magic while eating hot pot and singing at home.

In her opinion, if this magic were not controlled, its lethality and destructive power would not be comparable to the small-scale skirmishes of guns in her previous life. Maybe other students would hope to be more democratic, but she doesn't want to live that kind of "democratic" life in a free witch territory where nuclear explosions happen every day.

The structure of the entire Witch Academy is that standard circular city structure, with the landmark building they live in, the Tower of Radiance, as the center, and then radiating and spreading outward in one circle after another.

The innermost circle is the core area of the entire witch territory. The Lord's Mansion (Principal's Office), the headquarters of the School Committee, the headquarters of the Student Council, and other core departments are established here.

From the second circle outward, it is basically all schools and supporting commercial areas. The higher the ranking of the academy, the more forward the location. The Brewster Academy that Dorothy chose, as one of the top ten famous schools, is located in the second circle area.

And the procedures she chose to handle are under the jurisdiction of the Student Council, so just go directly to the Student Council.

It just so happens that Sophie Liya, as the Student Council President, should also go to work now, so she just took this Young Lady with her.

The Student Council is in the first circle, not far from the central Tower of Radiance where the two live. Plus, Dorothy hasn't obtained a flight permit yet, so the two just walked there.

While walking, Dorothy looked at the surrounding scenery curiously.

The Witch Academy, as a witch territory, is naturally flying in the sky, not a city built on the ground.

This is a vast city composed of countless sky islands of various sizes. Basically, every academy and every facility is an independent sky island, and the sky islands are connected and fixed together by illusory magic chains, and there are also magic boardwalks between them for passage.

Therefore, walking on these translucent illusory boardwalks and looking down, one can see the infinitely vast land below through the ethereal clouds. If one casts pupil techniques like Eagle Eye, one can also clearly see those different races working on the ground.

And looking up, what enters the eyes is the prosperity of the witch world. The sky islands floating in the clouds constitute a fairyland like a myth. Many witches ride broomsticks and fly over their heads leisurely, all of them youthful and beautiful, full of vigor. If you whistle below, you can also attract the little witches in the sky to cover their skirts while glaring at you shyly and angrily.

Of course, if you meet someone with a bad temper, you might get beaten up.

Dorothy looked straight ahead, scanned the surroundings, and found that those walking on the ground with them were basically all kinds of different races.

The various rules of the witch world have always been lenient to witches, fair to close-relative humans, and relatively harsh to different races.

Therefore, a flight permit is available for witches upon application, and it is not difficult for human mages to get one, but it is a bit difficult for these different races.

Dorothy saw many winged races who could only obediently fold their wings and walk on the ground, instead of spreading their wings and soaring freely.

She also saw many different race powerhouses with powerful auras not inferior to ordinary witches who could only walk obediently, occasionally looking up with envy at the little witches in the sky who were not as strong as them but were enjoying the fun of flying.

And those different race people, as soon as they saw the two witches coming, also hurriedly stepped aside and lowered their heads, not daring to look around, for fear of offending the witch adults by accident.

After all, these different races do not belong to "people" in this witch city. In terms of status alone, they are actually no different from the grass in the grass on the roadside.

Although there is a slogan on the lawn saying "Love the lawn, please do not step on it," in fact, if you step on it, you step on it. At most, it's a matter of paying a fine.

Different race elders who have lived in the witch world for many years know not to test the mood of the witch adults on any given day, otherwise, no one knows what consequences it will bring.

Do not try to guess the will of God at will; mortals just need to bow their heads when they see God.

It's just that......

Plop......

Dorothy, who was looking around and watching this fantasy-filled scene with great curiosity, suddenly felt something hit her. She looked down and saw a small rabbit-eared orc loli sitting on the ground, her watery red eyes looking tearfully at the ice cream scattered all over the ground.

Look at her new school uniform again.

Well, it has already become ice cream flavored.

Even Sophie Liya, who was walking very close to her, was not spared. The tip of the pure white young girl's shoe was stained with a chocolate mark.

At this moment, the air suddenly became quiet. The boardwalk, which was quite crowded, suddenly became empty. The people in front quickened their pace, and the people behind turned around and left.

Everyone retreated three feet away, leaving only the rabbit-eared loli who was still crying on the ground looking at her ice cream, and the mature and charming rabbit-eared lady who was revealed because the crowd retreated.

But this seems to be the strongest one among the different race powerhouses that Dorothy perceived just now.

At this moment, however, the rabbit-ear girl was so anxious that tears were welling up; her delicate and charming face was filled with a panic as if the sky were falling, and she was so unsteady on her feet that she suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Judging from the same snow-white fur color, this mature rabbit-eared lady should be the little loli's close relative.

But in the end, she still mustered up her courage, regardless of everything, rushed up to hug the rabbit-eared little loli who didn't know what had happened yet, and after protecting the little loli behind her, she slowly crawled at Dorothy's feet.

"Witch adult, please forgive my sister's rudeness. It is because I didn't supervise her strictly that my sister bumped into you. I am willing to accept any punishment."

Dorothy: "........"

She looked at this rabbit-eared lady whose magic aura was clearly several times stronger than her own, at least a little witch of the ten-thousand-magic level who could beat her with one hand, in such a low posture. For the first time in her life, she felt the high status of a witch in this world.

Tsk, this status is higher than that of the Celestial Dragons, but is it necessary to be so afraid? No matter what, it shouldn't be that someone would do something to a child because of this little thing... right?

Dorothy originally thought this in her heart.

But she looked at the rabbit-eared lady crawling on the ground in front of her, whose body was constantly trembling, and she suddenly felt a bit unconfident.

Her naturally powerful perception could clearly feel the strength of the rabbit-eared lady in front of her. She should be an orc warrior, and she looked like she was only in her early 20s but already had the strength of a legendary warrior (ordinary witch). This is definitely a genius of the orc race. This talent is considered excellent even among witches.

And geniuses are always proud. This kind of kneeling and crawling to the enemy shouldn't be something a genius would do, especially for an orc warrior profession that pays great attention to the tempering of willpower. You know, legendary orc warriors dare to wield swords against evil dragons, simply reckless.

Then the question comes, what exactly did my compatriots do in the past to make orc warriors, who are known for being reckless, scared out of their wits when facing a little witch she could crush with one hand, and not dare to resist at all?

Dorothy's poor imagination really couldn't think of it for a while.

She associated it with her father Adam's description of witches on the battlefield before.

Killing machines? More ruthless than angels? More brutal than dragons? More lustful than demons?

Ah, this...... what kind of strange race did I transmigrate into?

The homebody witch who walked out of the relatively simple and honest 18th-tier rural retirement area realized for the first time after coming to this big city how high the gold content of the two words "witch" is.

Is this the majesty of the head of the natural disaster race?

And on the ground, the little loli who was ignorant before was also looking at her sister kneeling on the ground with confusion. After blinking her eyes, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have caused a huge disaster, but the still young her didn't know what to do, only knowing to cry.

In the crying of this loli, Dorothy thought about the dream she originally thought shouldn't be too difficult.....

At this moment, she suddenly understood why her mother You Feiliya strongly opposed it before, and also understood the correctness of her mother's "reasoning" with people.

This road to realizing her dream seems to be really much harder than she imagined. ===== CHAPTER 51 =====