Chapter 368: Being Treated as a God?

Seeing this paragraph, Lan Qingyou's whole person was not well.

Good heavens, so it turns out I have a true titled Witch under my command who is recognized by the World Will?

Although it seems like quite a few people have World Titles, so World Titles don't seem very valuable.

The reason she felt there were many was because her level had reached that point. The existences she was around and interacted with would only be of this caliber.

But if you look at the entire Karim Continent, you would know that World Titles are not something mass-produced.

Their proportion is even much smaller compared to the proportion of Evolvers in the entire Transmigrator population.

So having a World Title is quite an awesome thing.

It's just that this Ursula's title...

Witch of the Tower: "Why is the prefix 'Fresh Blood'? Is it because her battle method is too bloody?"

Knowledge Witch: "Under these circumstances, fresh blood matching the battlefield is very fitting, right."

Witch of the Tower: "Fitting, of course it's fitting. In other words, Ursula is an all-around talent?"

A researcher capable of cultivating fast-growing edible mushrooms who is simultaneously a warrior practicing both magic and martial arts.

No matter how you look at it, this ability can already be described as an 'all-rounder'.

Or perhaps a title similar to 'hexagon warrior' would also work?

Knowledge Witch: "You could say that, but in reality, Ursula's heart is very fragile. The reason she has such extreme battle methods is also related to her growth environment."

Witch of the Tower: "Oh? You even know about this?"

Knowledge Witch: "I know. We chatted about it during an evening stroll once."

Witch of the Tower: "As expected of the caring older sister among the Tea Party's higher-ups, you can chat for a bit with anyone."

Knowledge Witch: "I'm younger than Ursula."

Witch of the Tower: "Alright, let's not talk about this. Let's talk about the emotionally fragile Ursula."

Although everyone is now an Ageless existence, it doesn't mean age simply vanishes.

Some Witches, even under the circumstances of their appearance being basically locked after becoming a Witch, will still care about their age.

So the moment this matter was brought up, Lan Qingyou immediately hit the brakes and sharply turned the steering wheel, bringing the topic back.

Knowledge Witch: "Speaking of Ursula, then we must talk about the veil on her face."

Chatting up to here, Diana completely revealed everything she knew about Ursula to Lan Qingyou.

It turned out that on Ursula's face, there was a huge birthmark.

It was precisely to cover up this birthmark that Ursula would always wear a veil to conceal it.

It turned out Ursula was born into a family with a strong sectarian atmosphere.

But because of this huge birthmark, she was loathed by her parents and siblings from childhood.

And growing up in this environment of cold violence, she also developed a psychological self-loathing.

At the age of 18, after she dropped out of school, she was kicked out of the house by her parents on the grounds that she was already an adult.

With no other way out, she began trying to work part-time to support herself.

But as an existence who had never worked a part-time job before, how could she successfully do this kind of thing well on her first try.

Thus, Ursula fell into an endless cycle of finding a job, not doing well, being fired, finding a job again, not doing well again, and being fired again.

After two or three times, Ursula, feeling she couldn't do anything right, thought of self-termination.

But every time, she would inexplicably fail.

So she gave up the idea of self-termination and began to try to work earnestly and seriously in a true sense.

Because of her self-loathing, she would usually choose jobs that required wearing a hat or helmet, or even simply jobs with little contact with people.

This was also the reason why, even after being teleported to the Karim Continent later, she would use a black veil to cover her face.

It really wasn't to create some sense of mystery.

But rather the product of the double buffs of inferiority complex and self-loathing stacking up.

But!

Witch of the Tower: "But?"

Knowledge Witch: "But during a certain goods acquisition on the world channel, she was selected, became one of the random lucky ones, obtained the 【Potion: Witch】, and became a Witch."

Knowledge Witch: "But also because of this matter, Ursula believed that the reason she didn't succeed in self-termination back then was so she could, on some future day, encounter her God in this perilous Magic Domain."

Knowledge Witch: "Thus, Ursula regarded this person who gave her the potion as a god-like existence."

...

Diana's three consecutive messages made Lan Qingyou thoroughly quiet down.

Sitting in place, she looked at the card in her hand, staring blankly for a good while before regaining her senses and confirming the other party was talking about her.

So it turned out Ursula actually had such an experience behind her...

Alright...

Although her own proportion in this experience seemed a bit large, treating her as a 'god-like' existence was somewhat exaggerated, right.

Lan Qingyou felt itchy all over.

People treating her as a savior, treating her as a sucker, treating her as a companion, treating her as a Clan Leader—she had encountered all of them.

Only treating her as a 'God' was something she had never encountered.

Could this be related to the other party's family with a strong sectarian atmosphere?

Thinking of this, Lan Qingyou turned her head and looked at Vivian, who was currently being forced to drink by Ingrid.

This guy seemed to have warned about a similar matter before, right?

In the end, she didn't expect the boomerang to actually hit herself a few months later.

"High Priestess, do the Vampires under you still regard you as a God now?"

Pinching the card, Lan Qingyou asked lightly while looking at that group of Vampire clan leaders in the distance.

"What are you doing, suddenly asking this kind of question."

Suddenly being asked, Vivian froze for a moment. She didn't expect Lan Qingyou to ask a question completely unrelated to the current atmosphere.

"Nothing, just asking casually."

Lan Qingyou herself felt she had gone crazy, to actually ask such a brainless question.

It seemed her path dependency was still too severe, wanting to find omnipotent group members to solve everything.

"Actually, this is also very normal, right? Look at this spectator stand, the vast majority are the creators of an entire race."

"If we use some literary rhetorical devices to describe it, then we are undoubtedly the Creator Gods of this race."

"This is not an exaggeration, nor is it chuunibyou. It's purely just stating a fact."

Picking up a braised chicken leg, Vivian waved it in front of Lan Qingyou, then backhandedly shoved it fiercely into the mouth of that annoying Ingrid.

That's true.

According to reason and logic, there was indeed nothing wrong with these words.

Thus, Lan Qingyou, who was never pretentious, scratched her head and directly tossed this kind of matter to the back of her mind. Since things were already like this now, whether she was a God or not didn't matter anymore.

Anyway, it wouldn't affect her in any way. If others love to believe it, let them believe it.

Right at this moment, a blue notification box lit up before Lan Qingyou's eyes.