Chapter 283: 256. Masks and Codenames
"Well, it seems this matter involves not just witches but also the Angel Clan, no wonder it's troublesome."
After hearing her mother's explanation, Dorothy also came to a slight realization.
Religion is indeed something that ordinary people find difficult to comprehend, especially those zealots. They mention their god in every other sentence and seem to want to relate everything they do to their deity, making it nearly impossible to communicate with them.
Moreover, these zealots are truly capable of anything for the sake of their faith. The atrocities committed in the name of god by religious groups in Dorothy's past life were already terrifying, and in this magic world, where gods might genuinely exist, religious activities could only become more frenzied.
Although Sophia is very likely the God King Holy Child mentioned in the Prophecy, her current position is rather awkward, being of mixed witch and angel blood.
Sophia's mother, at the time, had wished for the best, hoping that as a half-blood of both witch and angel, she could be recognized by both races and legitimately become the King of All Angels. However, the reality is often quite the opposite.
Such a half-blood is only shunned by both races, for no one knows which race the half-blood will ultimately side with.
Given the extreme racial nationalism of witches, if not for Sophia's undeniable angel's bloodline and the possibility that she is indeed the God King Holy Child, she would have likely been eliminated at a young age, never allowed to grow up this big.
The Angel Witches would probably prefer to have no Saint Heir at all rather than allow someone with the bloodline of a sinner to ascend to power.
On the other hand, the Angels would love nothing more than for Sophia to rise to power. After all, by making good use of this half-blood witch, it would be a legitimate opportunity to interject angelic influence into the Witch World.
The Angels are likely to treat Sophia as nothing more than a tool to be used.
Knowing this, it's clear that a clash centered around the Pure White Witch is looming, and if Sophia doesn't handle it well, she could very well lose her life in this power struggle.
"Tsk, what's all this nonsense, doesn't God King even care to intervene?"
Dorothy muttered quietly.
After all, the God King is still alive and well, and as a "god," her appearance would resolve every issue instantly. Whatever God King says will be the final word, whether for the Angel Witches or the Angel Clan, and no one would dare object.
"Hehe, my naive and adorable Dorothy, haven't you realized that this is a trial arranged by God King Teacher for her unworthy descendants?"
Masked Senior Sister sneered with a cold laugh on her face from the Home Martial Soul.
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"Of course I understand, but I really hate this feeling,"
Dorothy rebutted, visibly annoyed.
Though this matter represents a life-threatening danger for Sophia, to a figure of God King's caliber, it's merely a test for her descendants, a minor game.
The Angel Witches of the present are simply too weak; they haven't made any progress for tens of thousands of years and have been living off their history. With each generation, their decline is more evident. Currently, among the Three Kings Clans, they are the most deficient.
With God King's power, she probably foresaw this day long ago, thus leaving behind this prophecy that spans over a hundred thousand years.
This serves as both a trial and an opportunity for the Angel Witches. Should they pass the trial, the so-called God King Holy Child would be able to reconsolidate the strength of the Angel Witches, restoring their former greatness.
And if they fail, then they fail—that's it. The Ancestral Elder, who was the God King, is unlikely to aid them further, being the most decisive and cold-hearted when it comes to killing among the Three Kings. She certainly isn't the type to coddle her children.
As for the Pure White Witch, she is merely the unfortunate bearer of fate, nothing more. Her mother saving her by disabling her angel blood was, in effect, removing her from the chessboard of the high and mighty; but now, she has sought to regain her angelic strength and insists on being the chosen one.
Sigh, in the end, a single word from those at the top can be a mountainous burden for those below.
It's easy to say, "My fate is mine to command, not heaven's to dictate," but the reality of achieving this is incredibly difficult.
"Alright, that's the situation; it's also getting late. I'll take you to register at the Judgment Court. The special training for newcomers at the Judgment Court is about to start in a couple of days. Dorothy, if you're free, why don't you lead them?"
Seeing that her daughter seemed to gradually understand everything, Euphilia didn't waste more words. She stood up from the sofa and said so.
"Uh, mother, are you suggesting I train the newcomers? I'm a newcomer too, shouldn't I be the one getting trained?"
Dorothy asked with a puzzled expression.
"Do you think someone of Martial God level still qualifies as a newcomer?"
The Dragon Queen glanced sideways at her seemingly harmless daughter and said irritably.
"If I, the Great Judge, don't use magic power to suppress you, it's already hard to get a handle on you. Who in the Judgment Court would have the capability to train you?"
"Hehe, where would I be without you, Mother? You taught me well. And about what you said, it would be easy for you to handle me with just a word; as your daughter, how could I dare to defy you?"