Chapter 1307: Chapter 730: A Close Call
About this, Dorothy and the others didn’t really feel offended. Instead, the homebody witch looked with some admiration at this big sister with an explosive figure and cool demeanor.
Hmm, people who are unafraid of authority and dedicated to their duties are always admirable.
No wonder Venus City has developed so well over the years. You can see from the quality of the personnel that these Demon Witches truly abide by rules.
They say demons value rules and order the most; Dorothy originally didn’t quite believe it, but now it seems to be true.
Oh, and the wolf ears on top of Big Sister Blanca’s head look like they’d feel really nice to touch; I’d like to pet them.
Ahem…
As soon as this idea came up, Dorothy quickly squashed it.
The magical aura on this werewolf big sister is clearly that of an experienced Great Witch.
Moreover, Dorothy had heard of the Night Watcher Battalion’s reputation, one of the strongest battle groups in the Demon Realm, mainly composed of Vampire Clan Witches and Werewolf Witches.
Her stepmother had served in the Night Watcher Battalion before retiring.
Hmm, can’t afford to provoke them.
The homebody witch obediently took out her Identity Card and handed it over for the werewolf big sister to check.
No need to worry about personal information from the Identity Card being exposed; information like Talent Specialization is visible only to the individual. Security checks just verify the anti-counterfeiting mark on the card to ensure no one is attempting unlawful passage with a fake.
Since Dorothy is righteous, she naturally has no fear of such security checks.
The sisters around her are also straight and true characters.
But…
“Miss, where is your Identity Card?”
After quickly checking everyone’s Identity Card, Werewolf Captain Miss looked at Ruthfiel, who had been indifferent all this time, and asked.
Dorothy: “……”
Oops, it’s bad; Miss Fallen Angel is just an incarnation; she doesn’t have an Identity Card.
Normally, a witch’s incarnation can also provide an Identity Card, but Ruthfiel had a special situation. Sophia never dared to expose her Angel’s Bloodline before, so it wasn’t possible to register this Fallen Angel incarnation.
Now that the secret is out, it can be registered, but Sophia seemed to have rushed and forgotten.
“Me? Sorry, sir, I’m not a witch; I’m just a harmless Fallen Angel familiar, and this is my master.”
When questioned by the Werewolf Captain, Miss Fallen Angel spread her six pitch-black wings and pointed at Dorothy.
“Then please show your familiar contract.”
Upon seeing the six pitch-black wings, Blanca instantly frowned, as if facing a formidable enemy.
A six-winged Fallen Angel corresponds to the rank of Great Witch.
Even though a mere Great Witch can’t stir up trouble in Venus City, what’s important is the identity of the Fallen Angel.
No one understands the terror of demons better than them, even if the Abyss is also part of Lord Demon King’s territory now, and all demons are his subjects.
Who would be foolish enough to believe demons would genuinely submit?
If it were a normal demon familiar, given Princess Madeline’s influence, the guards could turn a blind eye and let it pass.
But Fallen Angels, even among high-level demons, are the most dangerous and can’t be taken lightly.
Especially in Venus City, the identity of a Fallen Angel is extremely sensitive.
In short, the werewolf witches instinctively reached into their magic wands, looked warily at Ruthfiel, then at Dorothy, signaling her to show proof of the contract.
Dorothy: “…”
Ah, this…
The homebody witch looked speechlessly at the troublesome bad woman, thinking her first tourist attraction in Venus City might be the Night Watcher Battalion’s jail.
Previously, when she traveled to Japan, she also ended up in the Guard Bureau’s jail and enjoyed a delicious pork chop meal.
Just wondering if the Night Watcher Battalion’s jail serves pork chops.
Dorothy mused nervously.
She started to think about whether she should wait for Madeline and Audrey to bail her out or contact her stepmother to do so, or perhaps pull out the Judgment Order and disclose her real identity.
Such a tense atmosphere also made everyone else nervous.
Only now did the members of the Witch’s Home realize that the Chairman’s incarnation wasn’t a witch but a Fallen Angel.
However, this issue seemed complicated and hard to explain in a short time, and they were unsure what to do but were firmly on Dorothy’s side.
But that made the guards even more alert.
If it were anyone else, the guards would’ve emptied their clips of magic bullets long ago, but considering Princess Madeline again, they forcibly calmed down and refrained from acting.
“Young Mistress, you should show proof.”
Ruthfiel felt speechless about this, transmitting to her Young Mistress.
“???”
Dorothy felt completely baffled hearing this.
“When did you truly become my familiar? I don’t have proof!”
The homebody witch retorted internally.
She still didn’t understand what this bad woman intended, but it didn’t matter; she was preparing to surrender and evaluate the accommodation experience in the Night Watcher Battalion’s jail.
“Tsk, the Ring of Oath, isn’t that what I gave you long ago?”
Ruthfiel was speechless as well.
Indeed, this wooden Young Mistress still didn’t know the significance of the Ring of Oath she was given earlier.
“Ah, this…”
Dorothy was stunned, puzzled by what this bad woman meant by that. Since when was the Angel’s Ring proof of a familiar contract?
Although confused, the homebody witch still obediently communicated with Little Five, and revealed the Angel’s Ring.
Thus, a halo of sanctity, like a sword crown, rose over Dorothy’s head, making her appear like a victorious War God wielding divine authority.
“Wow, Ring of Oath?”
Opposite, the werewolf witches and surrounding sisters were all stunned, amazed by the imposing Angel Halo on the homebody witch’s head.
“Apologies, esteemed ones, we’ve been offensive; things are fine now.”
The Werewolf Captain Miss looked at Dorothy with surprise and relaxed her vigilance.
She was curious about this unfamiliar witch’s identity.
After all, sensing that she was a little witch with less than 100,000 mana, having a High Rank Fallen Angel as a familiar was truly surprising.
Moreover, it wasn’t a normal familiar contract; it was the Ring of Oath, akin to a marital bond, sharing everything with each other.
If it was an ordinary familiar contract, Blanca might suspect this Fallen Angel was fabricating a reason to bypass, but no Angel or Fallen Angel would joke about the Ring of Oath. This powerful Fallen Angel, who exuded an eerie sense of danger, was indeed the familiar of this mysterious little witch.
Well, it figures that someone who mingles with Princess Madeline must be another little princess from some big family.
Oh dear, how unlucky today, offending several young mistresses.
Sigh, better prepare some gifts to apologize after work.
Work is work, life is life; work must follow strict rules, but one must understand social etiquette in life.
The principles of the Demon Witches are like this.
Feeling they might break the bank today, the guards completed their checks and withdrew.
The witches in the cabin then looked at Dorothy and Ruthfiel.
You two still deny having a relationship, but the marriage token has already been given, right?
As for this, Dorothy was bewildered, while Ruthfiel beamed brightly.
Haha, I’m declaring sovereignty.
…Miss Fallen Angel is pleased…