Otaku Witch-Chapter 732 - 500
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She was actually a dwarf witch in reality, which is why she was short in stature, quite like Senior Mia and her peers as a recent graduate already of age.
Yep, a legal loli, and one affluent enough to engage in Alchemy; though not as extravagantly wealthy as Senior Mia, this lawful loli’s family indeed owns mines—they’re involved in mining and metal smelting industries, one of the well-known Alchemy families in Witch World.
Unfortunately, the homebody witch wasn’t fond of lolis; rolling her eyes, she expressed sheer disdain.
As for the joy-inducing, green-haired, great beauty in the car next to her, that was Daphne, the president of the Bounty of Wine Club, ranked eighth in the academy.
In the real world, this senior student was an Elf Witch, and her club specializing in Potion Studies was focused on Magic Potion expertise.
Similarly, those who dabbled in Magic Potions were also rich.
Senior Daphne’s family was one of the notable Magic Potion Families in Witch World, widely praised for their World Tree series of Magic Potions.
“Our Eye of True Sight has no issues,”
Dina, an old acquaintance, stood up and spoke on behalf of the second-ranked Eye of True Sight club, indicating their support.
“Armed Society has no issues either.”
Madeline followed suit in expressing her stance, representing the top-ranked Armed Society.
“The Student Council could not possibly abandon the president,”
Then Ivette stood up; as the vice-president of the Student Council, she frowned slightly as she glanced at the young lady on stage, wondering why she felt such an odd sense of kinship looking at her.
Then, with a sudden realization, it all clicked.
Hisss, Lord Clown was the young lady?
As a zealot of Lord Clown, Ivette recognized the identity of the deity she worshiped.
She then understood why the Black Sheep Sage would serve Lord Clown so devoutly, and why those researchers were so respectful towards Lord Clown.
It turned out that Lord Clown was actually the sister of God King…
emmm…wait a second, was this identity just a lucky coincidence in a dream, or did it genuinely exist?
The thought of Lord Clown’s inscrutable power and knowledge caused Ivette to catch her breath, and her faith deepened even more.
Now she felt entirely justified in her beliefs; after all, she had been a follower of God King, and her conscience had been somewhat uneasy about switching her devotion to Lord Clown.
But now, seeing that both objects of her faith were related, there was no problem at all.
However, Ivette’s approval also displeased her tablemate.
“I think it’s unacceptable to rescue someone of sinful blood.
Please forgive us Holy Blood Nuns for our inability to agree.
Also, miss, please stop tarnishing God King’s glory with your claims.
How dare you call yourself the sister of God King?
Do you have the right?”
A blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty stood up, looking discontentedly at Ivette, her tablemate, before turning a disdainful gaze towards Dorothy on stage.
The homebody witch was stunned, but not surprised by such objection.
In fact, eight out of the Top Ten Societies had already agreed with her, which was far beyond her expectations.
In her opinion, considering the witches’ dislike for the Lord of Glory, having half of them support her action to save Sophia would have been quite good.
To have unanimous agreement was something she hadn’t even dared to dream of.
After all, Sophia’s approval rate was only ninety-nine percent, not a full one hundred, was it?
Now, the one voicing opposition and rejecting her proposal was that last one percent.
Meredith, the president of the ranked tenth Holy Blood Nun, was also an Angel Witch in real life.
Indeed, that last one percent of students who did not support Sophia as Student Council President turned out to be none other than the relatives and kin of the Pure White Witch.
Just as Phoenix, the Little Angel beside Meredith, used to often look for fault in Sophia, the attitude of other Angel Witches from the Angel Kingdom towards the Pure White Witch was not good either.
Yeah, can only say that as part of the Three Great Royal Families, the Angel Witches are indeed the weakest link, good at nothing but internal strife, top-notch at that.
“Meredith, what do you mean by that?
The young lady has already said that the president was forced into it, and you should watch your tone and show some respect.
Do you know who you’re speaking to?”
Just as Dorothy opened her mouth to say something, she hadn’t made a sound when someone else beat her to it, it was Ivette.
At this moment, Miss Vice President glanced angrily at the fellow clan member beside her.
In fact, Ivette was not surprised by this clan member’s opposition; as a fellow Angel Witch, she was very aware of her own kinspeople’s disgust or rather jealousy of the president.
But to think you wouldn’t want to save the president is one thing; how dare you warn the young lady?
Who do you think you are?
Do you have any idea who you are warning?
Having their faith offended right in front of them is something no zealot can tolerate.
Ivette exploded right there and then.
“Shut up, Ivette you traitor, does the Holy Child Sect think it hasn’t lost enough face already?
Besides, you’re the only one from the Holy Child Sect who’s still in good shape.
You must have already defected to Sophia, you heretic and traitor.”
However, Meredith wasn’t the least bit scared; she scornfully glanced at the last Survivor of the Holy Child Sect and taunted her.
“You…
”
Ivette was furious but didn’t know how to retort for a moment, after all, the clean-up of the Holy Child Sect was indeed led by her showing the way to Lord Clown.
Although she had betrayed her kin for a greater cause, she indeed played the role of the traitor.
But since she couldn’t win the argument with words, then why not settle it with action?
Miss Vice President’s eyes narrowed, her gaze turning dangerous.
Seeing this, The Witches around didn’t try to stop them but instead quietly moved a little away from their table, then happily prepared to watch the drama of internal conflict.
After all, Angel Witches were not popular, nobody likes a group of religious zealots who weren’t that skillful yet had big tempers, always acting superior and often spouting religious rhetoric.
Now that the Angel Witches were fighting among themselves, the other students also enjoyed watching the spectacle without concern for its seriousness.
Everyone was a Merry Maker, and this time they didn’t even need to bring their own sunflower seeds and cola; there were plenty of refreshments at hand.
“Meredith, calm down, even if Sophia really isn’t that great, this is still the Angel Witches’ family affair.
Don’t make a scene here and become a laughingstock to others.”
Little Angel Phoenix also quickly got up and tried to hold back her sister from the Divine Blood Sect, in an attempt to calm her down.
Although Little Angel never liked her cousin Sophia, she felt that this was an Angel Witch internal affair.
They could fight all they want behind closed doors, but it would be humiliating for the entire clan if others saw and laughed at them.
“You shut up too, Phoenix.
Do you still think you’re the Holy Lady?
If it weren’t for your rash decisions, how could our clan have suffered such great losses.”
However, Meredith wasn’t in the mood to spare anyone’s feelings; she shook off Phoenix’s hand and blamed her.
Little Angel’s face turned sour in response.
The already tense atmosphere suddenly became even more charged.
Until a powerful pressure enveloped the entire room, forcing all three to calm down.
This pressure was so immense, it seemed at first glance to be the result of pure Magic Power, but upon closer inspection, it carried the terror of Dragon’s Might.
Yet, upon even closer reflection, it also seemed to possess the ability to soothe people’s hearts with the Power of Faith, commonly used by angels.
Everyone turned their heads towards the direction from where the pressure was emanating. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
It was coming from the young lady on the stage.
But now, the young lady was no longer of the unremarkable Mortal appearance she had shown before; a huge Angel’s Ring, like a crown, floated above her head, making her look majestic and commanding.
“Have you calmed down now?”
Dorothy asked with a kind smile.
…The Homebody Witch smiled…
