Chapter 51: God and Mortal

Bumping into someone on the road was originally just a trivial matter. In Dorothy's impression, it was nothing more than an apology that could solve the problem. As long as you didn't bump into a contrarian or were really injured, normal people generally wouldn't be relentless.

Although her new clothes were dirty now, this wasn't a big deal for a witch. A simple cleaning spell could restore them to new. And after all, it was a child who bumped into her, still a cute little loli, not that kind of unreasonable brat.

Besides, this was actually her own fault for not looking ahead while walking, but looking around blindly. She herself had a share of the blame, so this really couldn't be blamed entirely on others.

Therefore, Dorothy originally didn't intend to pursue anything. She was even prepared to bend down to help the little loli up and comfort this cute little rabbit.

However, now she was instead made somewhat at a loss by the overly exaggerated reaction of these rabbit-person sisters and the surrounding different races. She raised her head and looked at Sophie Liya beside her, asking with her eyes how ordinary witches deal with such things.

However, the Angel Witch just gave her a cold look, too lazy to pay attention to her.

Dorothy read this look, which meant something like "You are the Young Lady, you can handle it however you want."

Helpless, Dorothy thought for a while and decided to follow her original idea.

What others do is none of my business; I'm happy myself.

So, she waved her hand, and invisible magic power helped the rabbit-person sisters kneeling on the ground up.

"This was just an accident, don't take it to heart."

She opened her mouth to comfort the rabbit-lady sister who was still somewhat uneasy, and opened her hands, taking out a few candies she usually made for herself from her magic bag that had become a shoulder bag.

"Come, little sister, don't cry, sister will perform a magic trick for you, okay?"

She showed the candies in her hand to the little rabbit-eared loli who was still crying loudly. Then magic power surged, and those few small candies began to twist and deform, finally turning into several ice creams of different flavors under the cover of a "bang" magic smoke.

"Do you want to eat?"

Looking at the little loli who had stopped crying and was staring at her in a daze, Dorothy asked proudly.

And after the little loli nodded, she handed these ice creams to her.

"Be careful this time, don't bump into people again."

She reached out and stroked the little loli's head; the feel of those genuine rabbit ears was so delightful that one couldn't bear to let go.

It's just that......

"Witch adult, I really beg you to spare my sister. She is still just a child. You can take any punishment on me."

Dorothy originally thought the matter was solved like this, but what made her dumbfounded was that the rabbit-lady sister beside her trembled even more violently. She looked at the few ice creams in her sister's hand in horror, and then knelt down to Dorothy again with a "plop."

Young Witch: "........"

Dorothy was first stunned by the rabbit-lady's reaction, then soon reacted, instead somewhat unable to laugh or cry.

"Don't worry, these are really just ordinary ice creams. I'm really not angry."

She was somewhat speechless and helped the rabbit-lady who had a bit of persecution delusion up again, while patiently explaining.

At the same time, her heart raised the level of how terrible witches are in this world by another notch.

So, what exactly did her compatriots do in the past to make people have PTSD?

Next, Dorothy explained for a long time. Finally, she took back an ice cream from the little loli's hand and licked it herself. Only then did the rabbit-lady, who had severe persecution delusion, believe it. She thanked Dorothy profusely. This excitement almost made her want to kowtow to thank her again, which made the young witch even more speechless.

"Thank you so much for your kindness, Witch adult. My name is Aili, and this is my sister Lizi. If there is a chance in the future, we will definitely repay you."

The rabbit-person sisters finally left with profuse thanks. Watching their backs as they left, Dorothy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she have the time to cast a cleaning spell on her clothes and the Angel Witch's shoes beside her, and then asked the pure white young girl in front of her curiously.

"Ah, so tired. Sophie Liya, what exactly did you do to these different races before? Why are they so afraid?"

"The answer is that we did nothing."

The Angel Witch shrugged. Seeing the confused look on her naive Young Lady who still didn't understand anything, she had to explain.

"Except for the very few witches with bad personalities who do take their anger out on these different races, the vast majority of our compatriots are tolerant enough of these different races. The reason why they are so afraid of us is mainly for two reasons."

"The secondary reason is that they are actually war trophies we obtained from the battlefield. Their world was conquered and annexed by us. The ancestors of these different races once witnessed the posture of us witches on the battlefield. That fear of witches was engraved into their memories very clearly at that time. So when telling stories to their descendants, the survivors of those worlds inevitably had a little misunderstanding about our witches."

"Actually, if you go to the ground to see, Young Lady, you will find that many different races who have never seen the real appearance of witches still think that we witches are monsters with three heads and six arms, green faces and fangs, just like demons."

Hearing such an explanation, Dorothy's mouth twitched.

So, just how terrible were the witches on the battlefield to leave such a terrible stereotypical impression on these different races that could be passed down for many generations? Isn't the fear of witches directly engraved into the DNA of these different races?

"Then what is the main reason?"

She asked.

And the pure white young girl tilted her head and didn't answer directly, but asked Dorothy a question instead.

"Young Lady, has anyone ever told you before that you seem to lack a bit of self-knowledge?"

"Uh...."

For such an inexplicable question, Dorothy was even more confused.

Are you kidding? I have always had a clear sense of myself in my heart. I reflect on myself at least three times a day, reminding myself not to float. Look at me, a dignified transmigrator, I have never dared to think of myself as the protagonist of the world. Isn't this enough self-knowledge?

She was somewhat angry and glared at the Angel Witch beside her who had been somewhat sarcastic to her.

"No way, I clearly have a very clear cognition of myself."

"Then what is your self-cognition of yourself, Young Lady?"

Sophie Liya asked again.

"Of course, it's a little witch who is as ordinary as can be. Oh, not so ordinary now. I have to admit, I am a newly promoted super rich second generation."

Dorothy answered almost without thinking.

However, the pure white young girl opposite showed an expression of "as expected." She shook her head.

"Sure enough, Young Lady, you have no self-knowledge. Then in your opinion, what is the relationship between us witches and these different races?"

Sophie Liya threw out a new question again.

"Of course, it's the relationship between the ruler and the ruled. Hmm, it should be just a little better than the relationship between slave owners and slaves."

Dorothy thought about it carefully this time, and then answered.

However, the Angel Witch smiled without answering. She didn't say anything, just magic power surged around her.

Endless holy light radiated from her body. The small angel-type Armored Beast named Angela flew out from her body, turning into a glorious sacred-rank golden armor covering the pure white young girl's body surface.

And there were pure white six wings that were holy to the point of being unable to look directly at, unfolding behind Sophie Liya. Accompanied by the unfolding of these wings symbolizing the power of angels, powerful magic power began to erode reality and reverse-influence the world.

Consequently, various visions began to appear one after another.

First was the hymn that didn't know where it came from. This hymn, which seemed to be chanted in unison by the purest boys and girls, was pure and holy. Just listening to it made people yearn for it and become longing.

Then the phantom of Heaven unfolded behind the pure white young girl. The majestic high mountains and the phantoms of endless temples began to emerge one by one. Dorothy recognized it; that was the center of Heaven, the hometown of angels mentioned in the books of history, the scene of the Heaven Mountain that had been counterattacked by witches. This residence of the Angel King had extreme luxury that mortals could hardly imagine even if they exhausted their imagination.

And in every temple on this Heaven Mountain lived an angel. These angels were all so powerful that even the exaggeration in myths could hardly fully express one ten-thousandth of their great power.

However, when Sophie Liya descended on the temple at the top of this Heaven Mountain, all the angels saw her and bowed their heads respectfully, just like believers seeing a supreme god, pious and fanatical.

Especially in the end, when the huge halo symbolizing the authority of angels appeared on the pure white young girl's head like a crown, the entire Heaven Mountain shook.

This was the earthquake caused by all the angels kneeling down.

"Holy, holy....."

The power triggered by the fanatical prayers of countless powerful angels was terrifyingly abnormal. Even across a world, it was enough to shock people's hearts, forming a terrible pressure that shrouded the entire city.

Consequently, at this moment, the six-winged Seraph King seemed to descend into the world like a myth. At this moment, Sophie Liya seemed to become the focus of the entire world, attracting everyone's attention.

And Dorothy, who witnessed all this, only woke up from the shock of this Heaven's manifestation after a long time. Only now did she finally realize how powerful this defeated subordinate of hers, the cohabitant assigned to her by her mother, and the pure white young girl who almost became her fiancée, was.

Hiss..... This guy really let go of the sea in the previous duel. How could the one I defeated before be such a thing? Is this what Sophie Liya looks like when her power is fully opened? Is this the majesty that Great Witch-level power should have?

Damn, now if someone tells me this is the God King in the world, I would believe it.

But sister, I call you Angel Sister, can we be a little low-key? Is this too high-profile? I feel like quite a few big shots are looking over.

It was another mistake caused by her overly keen perception. Dorothy could clearly feel countless gazes projected from all over the academy. It was obvious that Sophie Liya's sudden move had attracted the attention of the academy's big shots. Feeling the gaze of these big shots, whose gaze alone was enough to make her terrified, Dorothy was tearful.

She didn't want to become a school celebrity on the first day of school like this at all.

However, Sophie Liya in the sky was indifferent to those countless gazes. On the contrary, most of those gazes that made Dorothy terrified moved their eyes away when they touched her, not daring to look more.

After all, this is the current Student Council President of the Witch Academy, the actual ruler of this academy, and the supreme existence in the entire school under the principal and above ten thousand people.

If the Witch Academy were a country, then the principal is the king, and the Student Council President is the deputy monarch. She only needs to be responsible to the principal, and others, even academy professors, have to listen to the arrangements of this President.

After all, the professors' research funds also need to be approved by the Student Council President. Who dares to offend the financier? Do you still want next month's funds?

Therefore, when the big shots saw that this vision was caused by the President, no one jumped out to spoil the fun. They all chose to eat melons and watch the show.

Anyway, now that the principal has let go of school affairs and completely delegated power to the Student Council, the President can do whatever she wants. Even if she is bored and wants to dismantle the school for fun, the professors won't say anything, but will go up to help move bricks.

As for whether the principal will be angry afterward, this is the family affair of the Angel Witch, the descendant of the God King. The Witch Academy was originally the family's witch territory, okay.

Hmm, in short, as long as the President is happy.

Seeing that no one was ignorant enough to come out to make trouble, Sophie Liya didn't say anything more. She just quietly looked at the Young Lady who was dumbfounded and at a loss below, with a little happiness of revenge in her heart.

Hehe, my Young Lady, I haven't been shown off by you less before. Now I have finally pulled back a game.

Consequently, the Angel King, who was high at the top of Heaven, spoke, and the holy and majestic voice spread down like a question from heaven.

"Now, do you understand the answer? My naive and cute Young Lady?"

And Dorothy was speechless. She looked around, watching these different races who had already been kneeling on the ground, falling into some kind of fanaticism like believers seeing a god.

After a long time, she sighed.

I understand. Witches are the gods of this world.

The relationship between witches and different races is not that of rulers and the ruled. This is clearly a relationship between gods and mortals that is much more terrible than that between slave owners and slaves.

Divine power is like the sea, divine power is like a prison.

Gods need not say much, and all living beings will naturally be in awe.

After all, how can the majesty of God be offended by mere mortals? This is the crime of blasphemy, and there is no greater crime in the world than this.

Then does she, Dorothy, have the consciousness of being a member of the gods?

Dorothy doesn't know the answer to this question. She only knows now that her school life is finished.

Feeling the countless gazes of big shots instantly concentrated on her, Dorothy really wanted to die now.

So scary, my social phobia has flared up. Reality is really so scary. Woo woo woo, I want to go back to the Magic Web world.

The homebody witch let out a soul cry in her heart.

Whoever wants this kind of popularity that the whole school knows as soon as school starts can have it. I don't want it anyway. This is completely different from the school life I imagined, you bastard.

Mom, or should I just go home and obediently inherit your family property.

...... Little witch autistic....... ===== CHAPTER 52 =====