Otaku Witch-Chapter 735 - 501

735: 501.

Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys_3

735: 501.

Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys_3

“A commendable will, it seems you do possess some spirit after all, not entirely useless.”

As she looked at the Angel Witch who continued to struggle despite the overwhelming gap in power, Dorothy spoke, first praising her in this way.

Then, she shook her head.

“Just a bit foolish, though.

Do you really still believe that I’m targeting you deliberately because you refused me, that I want to force you into submission through violence, to tame you?”

The gaze of the Homebody Witch pierced straight through the innermost thoughts of the Angel Witch on the ground, as she asked this question.

“Heh, isn’t that the case?

My lady, although you are indeed more powerful at the moment, a proud Angel will never yield to such force.”

Meredith also struggled to lift her head, the golden-haired, blue-eyed beauty now looking somewhat ragged, her face smeared with dust and a trace of blood on her forehead, but her eyes were still defiant and unyielding.

As long as faith is held in the heart, there is nothing that can make a noble Descendant of the Divine King bow, aside from the God King himself; none but Him shall they serve.

This response somewhat surprised Dorothy.

Well, this really is a zealot of the God King, not like those Holy Child Sect members she had previously captured, who only wished to exploit the God King’s reputation for their privileges, true wastes of space.

She could tell that this Angel Witch truly wanted to defend the honor of her Lord, the God King, from the bottom of her heart.

Her recent actions and words were genuinely heartfelt, not driven by personal desires or anything of the sort.

Her disdain for Sophia stemmed from the Student Council President carrying the blood of sinners, a profanity against the noble Divine Blood.

That’s why she would not rescue such a half-blood who profaned the Divine Blood.

She regarded her, the young Miss, with animosity because she had just taken advantage of the God King’s reputation to assert her own authority; such an act was nothing short of blasphemous heresy.

She vehemently criticized Ivette and Phoenix, her two siblings, knowing that these worthless two had truly disgraced the God King, tarnishing the reputation of the Divine Church.

Indeed, she was someone who considered the interests of the God King and the Divine Church above all else, without mixing in personal grievances.

The only personal sentiment she held was the belief that the young Miss really had a petty disposition, unable to tolerate rejection.

The moment she was refused, she had been specifically targeted—such a narrow-minded person could hardly achieve anything significant, no matter the power they held.

In any case, she had already decided that no matter how the young Miss might torment her shortly, she would not submit today.

Even if she had to die, she would not serve the young Miss—the pure Angel Witch would rather die than bow to one who dishonored the glory of the God King.

In response to this, Dorothy thought for a moment, then nodded.

“Yes, you’re not entirely wrong, at least you got half of it right.

I am indeed a person with little patience, and the way I’m treating you now truly is because you rejected me, and you’re still so defiant, so I’ve made you into an example for others.”

The Homebody Witch frankly admitted.

Laughable, indeed; she was no grand figure—a civil engineering witch with what need for patience?

She was rather down-to-earth, valuing a clear mind above lofty goals or grandiose targets.

She was more pragmatic, in pursuit of immediate satisfaction.

A gentleman seeks revenge, and does so at once.

However…

“Unfortunately, you’re a bit too self-important about the rest.

I don’t need to go to the lengths of forcing you into my service—frankly speaking, your ordinary talents do not deserve such treatment.”

Suddenly, Dorothy seemed somewhat disenchanted.

She had thought she was dealing with a brazen clown whose face she could slap to her pleasure, but now realized that this was nothing more than a simpleton, and tormenting such a fool was genuinely dull.

She couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath explaining or arguing with this zealot whose thought process was entirely dominated by her faith in the God King.

Such useless efforts—were a zealot so easily persuaded by mere words, then they would not be a zealot.

With such a person, you only need to go along and say, “Yes, you’re right, just as you think,” The more you argue with her, the prouder and more energized she becomes.

She had a pile of work to busy herself with later, after all; she truly had no time to waste on such pointless matters.

Therefore, she withdrew her magic power and granted the disheveled Angel Witch her freedom.

“Senior sister, please feel free to go—I won’t see you out.”

She said so candidly.

Then, after a thought, she added one more thing.

“When you see Denisha later, it would be best not to mention today’s events.

This is for your own good, remember that.”

Meredith: “???”

The Angel Witch, just regaining her freedom, was still confused, but then she glared angrily at the insolent witch who dared utter the God King’s name so disrespectfully.

She wanted to draw her Magic Wand and judge this heretic on the spot.

But she was no fool.

After witnessing the significant gulf in strength between them, she managed to hold back her rage and left with a sweep of her robes,

“Holy Blood Nuns have no secrets; I will not hide anything from the God King.

You’d best be wary, disrespectful one.”

Leaving those words behind, the Angel Witch departed, resolved to find a way to meet with the God King and devote herself entirely to the Lord she revered.

As for Dorothy, she felt somewhat helpless.

Sigh, such futile attempts to dissuade one bent on their own demise…

She had to send a message to Denisha later, to remind her not to be too harsh and accidentally kill the woman.

As she thought about how her overly indulgent Good Sister would react after learning of this simpleton senior sister’s doubts, the Homebody Witch silently watched the Angel Witch’s departing figure and mentally lit a candle for her.

Let’s hope this child remains strong after being spurned by her believed Lord, Dimon.

…The Homebody Witch praying…