Otaku Witch-Chapter 522 - 416. Rules for Change_2

"Oh, so was that a fake pass?"

Dorothy immediately perked up.

If that was a fake, she would whip out the Judgment Order and start questioning people, taking this easy opportunity for credit.

"Miss, what are you thinking? How could a fake pass possibly get through the Witch World's automatic defense barrier? It would have been shot down by the stationed battle group the moment they crossed the border. Of course, this is a real pass, probably signed by the School Committee."

Sophia rolled her eyes at her suddenly starry-eyed mistress and spoke somewhat speechlessly.

Being the Student Council President, she was acting on behalf of the School Committee's authority. If this pass wasn't signed by her, then it must have been by the School Committee.

However, it was usual for the School Committee to send someone to notify her about such matters. How come this time...

The Pure White Witch was just thinking this when her spellbook vibrated.

Sophia: "....."

It couldn't be this coincidental.

She opened her spellbook and discovered that the message indeed came from someone at the School Committee, and it wasn't just anybody—it was the Academy Head, who was also her grandmother that she had hardly met a few times.

Quickly scanning the message, the Pure White Witch frowned, realizing what the so-called Angel Delegation was here for.

"They are here to participate in Witch's Night as the elite of the Angel Race."

Sophia took a few deep breaths to calm herself before speaking.

Upon hearing this, everyone on the warship was taken aback.

"But isn't Witch's Night only open to students of Witch Academy?"

Audrey asked somewhat puzzled, while operating a puppet.

"Could it be that the rules for Witch's Night have changed this time?"

Senior Mia also speculated immediately.

"Yes, indeed, that is so. The announcement was to be made tomorrow anyway, so telling you in advance won't hurt."

Since this wasn't a piece of information that needed to be kept secret but was open to be shared, Sophia had no reservations, nodded, and explained.

"This time, Witch's Night has been changed to a two-race battle mode, witches versus angels, with the reenactment representing the Battle of the Witch's Rise, starting from the day the God King awakened until the end of the Battle of Heaven."

"Uh, won't that be thousands of years long? That's not very realistic."

Since Mother Superior had already leaked the topic, Dorothy wasn't surprised by the reenactment itself, but she was hearing about its duration for the first time.

She had initially thought it would be just one or two battles; now, Sophia was telling her it encompassed all of them.

Although Witch's Night was essentially a very realistic lucid dream, where the concept of time was quite blurry, who dreams for thousands of years? That was outrageous.

"Of course, that's not possible; we just need to take part in the key battles that left the deepest impression in the memory of the God King."

The message from the Academy Head was brief, and Sophia knew not much more. Details were still unpublished, so these were all she knew.

"I see."

Senior Mia and Audrey looked thoughtful and even seemed eager to try it out.

After all, playing against the echoes of past memories in Witch's Night was nowhere near as exciting as fighting real angels in such a special campaign as the Uprising of the God King. It would be fun and immersive, and in the end, they just had to fight fiercely.

But both Dorothy and Sophia felt a bit conflicted, facing such a rule change at this special time, which made them somewhat uneasy about the upcoming Witch's Night festival.

The homebody witch also looked up at the Hat Senior Sister above her, but the sister, with an innocent blink of her starry eyes on the brim of her hat, indicated she was just a pitiful Sleeping Beauty gone mad with no insider info to share.

"Alright then."

Dorothy shifted her gaze away and didn't ponder further. She took one last look at the angels' warships and then said to Zero.

"Alright, we can go now. Let's head back."

After all, the decisions made by the high ranks of the academy, possibly even by the God King himself, weren't for students like them to change; they just had to face the challenges as they came.

It was just that the opponents in the festival had changed from false echoes of the past to real angels, but it was nothing big.

Not that she looked down on anyone, she just wanted to say that regardless of the enemy, it was all the same to her because...

because whoever it was she couldn't beat them, and anyone could squash her with a slap when the time came.

Sigh, a witch with only 4w mana value is too vulnerable; she'll just stick close to her sisters and be a good support, leaving the rest for her sisters to handle. She just had to cheer them on.

Being able to team up for Witch's Night was indeed a great privilege.

The night of the Witch, the most powerful summoner, was certainly Dorothy.

"As you command, Family Head."

The fake Warship Girl nodded, and then the White Dragon Warship didn't linger; the thrusters on its back ejected a fierce stream of Magic Power, and it shot forward, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

Not far away, atop an Angelic Warship, a tall, handsome angel, who appeared androgynous to the point of being indistinguishable as male or female, seemed to sense something and turned to look at where the White Dragon Warship had vanished.

From the five pairs of ten Angel's Wings on His back, it was clear that this was a High-Order Angel, a prominent figure in heaven second only to the King of Angels.

"Lord Sariel, is this the Witch World? Why do those Angel Witches seem so weak?"

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"Is this really the kingdom ruled by the God King? It doesn't seem as beautiful as our heaven."

"Lord Sariel, will we get to see the God King on this visit?"

....

A group of young angels dressed in long robes made from white silk (of the ancient Roman style) now surrounded Sariel, which made Him retract His gaze and look kindly and gently towards these children.

"Yes, all of you will. I brought you here to exchange with the Witch Academy. Soon, you will compete with witches of your own age. You must remain humble and cautious, do not be careless."

After gently reminding these somewhat restless children, Sariel turned His gaze towards the distant direction of the Witch Academy.

Even though they were far apart, as the most devout Guardian Angel of the former Lord Gabriel, Sariel could still perceive the power of the great King he served waking up.

But was that just an illusion just now? He always felt that the departing warship carried the King's Qi.

Sariel thought uncertainly.

For an Angel of His rank, illusion shouldn't exist; it's just that he had just come out of a portal, and the impact of the Power of Space-Time was substantial, somewhat disturbing His perceptions.

However, considering the direction in which that warship departed, it seemed headed towards the Witch Academy, so it wouldn't be long before He encountered those little witches again.

Sariel thought to Himself.

As a Retainer of the King of Fate, He has always been favored by Fate, and His thoughts would guide the future to turn wishes into reality.

But when has the Witch World ever had those kinds of miniaturized warships? Had their shipbuilding technology made a new breakthrough, and have warships become commonplace?

The High-Order Angel thought with some confusion.

Then...

Then He felt the Threads of Fate He had tried to extend towards that odd warship snap.

This made the entire Angel start, then He looked up at the three suns in the sky, and bowed His head down faster, full of reverence.

He felt that might have been a warning from the Third King.

This was, after all, the Witch World, a world cared for by the three supreme beings of the entire Western Universe, and indeed He had been too hasty just now.

......

"Hmm?"

In the Spirit World, on the back of a beautiful soaring White Dragon, inside a house, Sophia furrowed her brows and casually cut off a Thread of Fate that came from nowhere.

She sensed a pure Angel's Qi from the broken thread.

Indeed, it was the Power of Angels, for no witch understood the Power of Angels better than her.

So had she been noticed by someone from that Angel Fleet just now?

The Pure White Witch's face grew solemn.

"What happened, anything wrong?"

Dorothy at her side quickly asked, seeing this.

"Nothing, miss, just a mosquito,"

The Pure White Witch dismissed casually.

"Cut it out, this is the Spirit World, where would a mosquito come from?"

Dorothy rolled her eyes, staring at her bad roommate who didn't bother to construct a lie, but since Sophia chose not to explain, she didn't bother to ask further.

Hopefully, there won't be any trouble ahead.

...Praying, the Homebody Witch...