Chapter 1231 1230 Fire in the Harem
Chapter 1231 1230. Fire in the harem
Sophilia wiped the two swords in front of her.
One is the holy sword of the God King, and the other is her exclusive sword staff.
Although these two swords are definitely magical weapons, a good warrior must take good care of his weapons. This is what the teacher once taught her. The pure white witch has always kept it in mind, so she usually I will take good care of my equipment.
Moreover, this kind of care and maintenance of the equipment can not only improve the tacit understanding between her and the sword, but it is also a good way to relax her mind.
She liked the feeling of being quiet and clearing her mind, only needing to focus on the work at hand and not thinking about anything else.
For her who is always busy with things on weekdays, this is a good way to rest.
Of course, the reason why she chose to maintain her weapons now was not because she was tired and wanted to rest. On the contrary, she seemed to have nothing to do, so she found something to do.
And this kind of idle leisure is actually very rare in the pure white witch's more than ten years of life. When she was a child, she was always busy studying. After she became a little wiser, she understood her situation and did not dare to do it for a moment. Relax, she thought that her life would always be spent under high pressure, but who would have thought that she would be so free now that she would be at a loss.
Alas, there is no way. Who makes the situation in this omnic wasteland a bit too unexpected? Now that the coalition forces of hundreds of races have been almost completely wiped out, she can only take the witch fleet to temporarily station and hide, and then wait for the eldest lady. Instructions over there.
"I don't know how the eldest lady is doing now, and what she is doing?"
The pure white witch couldn't help but think so.
But then she shook her head.
Judging from her understanding of the eldest lady, that guy will definitely not suffer. It is estimated that their life will be much more nourishing. She is probably lying in the gentle home of her shipgirl wives who come to her door. Maybe they have forgotten about the Witch Fleet.
Moreover
"That guy is accompanied by the King of Gods. Why do I need to worry about him?"
Sophia told herself this.
Alas, Lord God King.
The pure white witch looked at the Holy Sword of the God King in front of her again, and then sighed.
She really had mixed feelings about this "mother" in her previous life.
As a witch, and also an angel witch, she undoubtedly respects, admires and even believes in the creator and the original king of the witch clan. After drawing the sword and regaining the memory of her previous life, she has even more feelings for her mother. There is an irrepressible closeness.
After all, as the Messiah, her lifelong goal and desire is to gain recognition and praise from this great mother. This is already an obsession.
But why does such a great and aloof mother have such a close relationship with her eldest lady? How come my mother is the elder sister of my childhood sweetheart in my previous life?
"How can you win this?"
The pure white witch murmured in an almost imperceptibly weak voice.
Her mother, whom she once admired so much, has become her biggest obstacle to standing next to the eldest lady.
Now that it is quiet at night and she is still alone in her room, Sophilia no longer needs to pretend. She admits that she hopes she can stand beside the eldest lady forever. This is already the only thing in her life. The goal was already decided since the eldest lady rescued her from that desperate situation.
Of course, she didn't think this was love. She and the eldest lady really didn't get along with each other on many concepts, and there was no soil for love to grow between them.
Moreover, her relationship with the eldest lady is definitely not something that can be described as love, something that will gradually fade over time. Sophilia doesn't know what the eldest lady thinks of her. Maybe the family man who talks about his family every day is just Treat her as an ordinary family member, but she doesn't care. She only knows that she has and can only have the eldest lady as her master in this life.
She is willing to sacrifice everything for her lord, even to die.
And this is no longer because of the teacher's mission like before. The pure white witch touched her chest and felt the rhythm of her heartbeat. She couldn't deceive herself. She understood that this time her loyalty came from the heart.
But voluntarily surrendering to the eldest lady does not mean that she has given up her pride and pursuit.
She is still Sofilia, the student council president of King's Landing Witch Academy, the strongest young witch who suppresses countless peers with one hand. The ambition in her heart will not be extinguished because of the eldest lady. She still longs to be like The teacher creates his own legend like that.
But now, even though she has a master in her heart, her goal has not changed much, and she has even become more arrogant because of it.
She knew very well that with the qualifications of the eldest lady, she would be able to sit on the supreme throne in the sky in the future, but not everyone could stand in the seat under the throne.
And she wanted to be under one person.
Sophilia has always been a person who has both inferiority and arrogance. She was once inferior to her bloodline and origin, but she was also arrogant about her talents and talents.
But now, she has nothing to be afraid of. The arrogance that once almost turned her into the Demon God of Arrogance is her original sin.
She believed that she could catch up with the eldest lady and always stand closest to her.
but
"Mother, and Dragon King, Demon King."
When thinking of these three great figures hanging high in the sky, like the sun, even the arrogant demon god would not be arrogant.
Sophia knew that the difficulty of her goal of being under one person suddenly became a little too hellish. Compared with this, the difficulty of her desire to gain the freedom to dominate her own destiny was simply not worth mentioning.
But this time, the Pure White Witch would not give up easily. No matter how hard it was, she would definitely climb up little by little.
"Three kings, the entanglements of the previous life are over, and now you are the ones who come."
The Pure White Witch thought so rebelliously in her heart.
Well, the shadow of the old era may not necessarily suppress the blazing sun of the new era.
Besides, she is not fighting alone.
Sophia thought of the sisters around her and smiled.
She just wanted to be under one person, not only under one person. Although the position under the throne of God was not very wide, it was not small enough to accommodate only one person.
She didn't care if it was crowded, as long as she was the closest.
The sun in the sky couldn't get close to each other, but people on the ground could keep each other warm.
"Shepherd mother, as great as you are, you are still a human being, and humans can't fully understand the thoughts of sheep, but I will be the leader of the flock."
Sophielia thought so.
However, as soon as she had this thought, a burst of laughter rang in her ears.
"What arrogance, what a presumptuous idea, Sophielia, you are worthy of being compared with the three kings? Who gave you the courage?"
The voice laughed at her arrogance and couldn't stop laughing.
For such a strange thing, the pure white witch was not frightened, but still sat there calmly to apply sword oil to the sword.
Then, she picked up the holy sword of the God King in her hand and looked at it. Through the reflection of the blade, she saw the face of a laughing clown.
Sophielia was not unfamiliar with the clown's appearance, or most witches would be familiar with it, after all, this was the mask appearance of the famous clown judge.
Of course, it was impossible for the clown himself to come, and Sophielia could not fail to recognize her own master.
This was just the evil god's mumbling.
The Hundred Races Alliance had almost been annihilated, and the remaining witch fleet naturally had to face the harassment of the evil god.
But they did not use the power of the spirit world to counter the suppression of the world. The destruction armor created by the eldest lady had such an effect. They could gradually adapt to the suppression of the world's laws in the warship.
And without the home advantage of the spirit world, and with the real body of Senior Sister Fanni sitting in the fleet, this ridiculous evil god could only make this degree of harassment.
This period of time was not the first time that Sophielia was entangled by the evil god's mumbling, and she had long been accustomed to it.
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She usually wouldn't think so many distracting thoughts when she was cleaning her sword. She knew that the evil god was trying to disturb her mind when she was thinking so much just now.
"The eldest lady is just playing a clown, and you, my senior sister, are the real clown."
The golden eyes of the pure white witch looked at the illusory clown mask through the mirror of the sword blade, and then she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said so venomously.
In fact, communicating with the evil god's mumbling is not a good choice. After all, the power of the spirit world is really the nemesis of most people in the Western Universe. In this place where only strength is cultivated but not the soul, once you are bewitched by the power of the spirit world, it is easy to be affected in your heart and go to extremes.
However, the smile of the illusory clown mask froze slightly at Sophielia's venomous tongue.
But before the evil god could regroup, the pure white witch spoke again.
"In my opinion, Senior Fanny is a clown, and you, the Mother of Dark Harvest, are the clown among clowns. You are the most shameful among the three incarnations. You should know my eyes, right? Do you want to know your future fate?"
Sophia had a mysterious smile on her lips, and her golden eyes revealed a kind of pity that made the evil god a little flustered.
So, the clown mask really couldn't laugh this time, and he became a little angry.
"Hehe, even the real God's Eye can't completely see through all the fates. The so-called prophecy is just a certain probability. There is no destiny in this world that is destined and cannot be changed."
The evil god sneered.
"Oh, really? Then you are right."
Sophia nodded, and the pity in her eyes became stronger. She shook her head, did not refute, and just continued the work at hand.
And her performance naturally made the expression of the clown mask more stiff.
The Mother of Dark Harvest hated this little angel very much, very much.
After all, she is the incarnation of Asafani. She inherited the desires and negative aspects of the Witch of the End. Therefore, she covets Xibao's body and hates the sisters around Xibao, especially the president's junior sister.
This guy is too advanced, which makes people jealous.
"Sophia, how long can you maintain this smile that you think you can control everything? In front of me, you have nowhere to hide your inner confusion. If you are really so confident, how can you be moved by me? Aren't you a clown?"
The evil god said sarcastically with a cold face.
"Haha, do you know what love is? You don't understand at all, because you don't believe in love. The loyalty you talk about every day is just an excuse for you to cover up. You don't even dare to admit your own feelings. What do you think of being under one person?"
"Yo yo yo, you are called a good sister, how kind you are. Admit it, Sofilia, admit your hypocrisy. Do you really regard everyone in the Witch House as sisters? In your opinion, they are nothing more than sisters. Is it a bargaining chip? Haha, you have the blood of the Lord of Glory and the God King after all, and those two cold-blooded controllers of fate don’t know what love is.”
The evil god's whispers lingered in the ears of the angel and witch, and the power of the spiritual world was torturing her heart over and over again. As long as she wavered in the slightest, the cracks in her heart would definitely gradually expand.
In response, the smile on the pure white witch's face gradually disappeared.
Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.
You can doubt the evil god's mouth, but you cannot doubt the evil god's control over people's hearts.
People tend to beautify themselves, so the so-called inability to deceive themselves is actually a kind of inner self-deception. In fact, what people are best at is deceiving themselves.
Because not many people can face their own ugliness.
Sophilia has always been very clear about her own nature, she is a evil woman full of calculations.
If the eldest lady is the light that illuminates everything, she is the shadow that covers everything. Light and darkness are naturally opposites, so the two have never gotten along.
The Pure White Witch has always hated herself for always doubting everyone. She has a pure white appearance, but she also has the darkest heart.
She also wants to be always sunny and cheerful like the eldest lady, but the reality is that she can't control herself and will always speculate on others with the greatest malice.
"Why don't you smile? Are you born not to laugh? Haha, you keep saying that you respect your teacher the most, but in fact it's not enough if you don't respect it. You are afraid of losing the teacher's protection, so you are so obedient and show off. Your own worth, admit it, Sophia, you are jealous of Dorothy, aren't you?"
"What is loyal or not? It's just that the person who protects you has changed from the teacher you used to be to Dorothy now. Sophia, the essence of you really hasn't changed at all, it's always changing. To please the patron, you are just a parasite. Without the host, you cannot live alone, so you have to be loyal."
"Haha, what kind of ambition is there for one person, what kind of wanting to be by Dorothy's side, don't say it so grandly, you just don't trust Dorothy, you feel from the bottom of your heart that if you can't show the corresponding value , you may lose the protection of the Lord, so you have to make progress."
"Look, what a cold-blooded logic. Everything is a cold exchange, without any emotion. You still dare to compete with the three kings, and you still have the nerve to laugh at me as a clown? Are you worthy?"
The cold-faced clown viciously dissected the heart of the angel and witch, revealing a side of her that she never dared to look directly at.
"Sophilia, I'm so disappointed in you."
The clown then took off his mask, revealing Dorothy's face. The house witch looked at the angel witch with disdain, her eyes full of disgust and indifference.
Sophilia: "."
Fire burst out from those golden eyes.
The harem is on fire.
When it comes to fighting, don't be a coward, Sofilia. A mere masked senior can be so arrogant. Can you bear this?