Chapter 2317 - 1156: Fated Reunion (Part 2)

Chapter 2317: Chapter 1156: Fated Reunion (Part 2)

"Is this beautiful lady also a student at the school? Why isn’t she wearing a uniform? Is this outfit part of a cosplay?"

"Wow, is she a delinquent? It’s my first time seeing one."

.....

The students’ whispers nearly made the homebody witch lose her composure.

She turned her head in surprise to look at the hover car that brought her here. Earlier, she was marveling at how cool and advanced the hover car was, and very sturdy, but she thought this is how high-level cars are. Now she suddenly realized.

"Geez, turns out it’s a police car, no wonder the paint job is so flashy and the armor so heavy."

Dorothy cursed inwardly.

Well, her plan for a low-profile start just went out the window, since she arrived at school on the first day being chauffeured by a police car. How can one stay low-key with that treatment?

"Ugh, I really suffered from not having enough information."

The homebody witch shook her head in regret but didn’t care too much about it.

After all, once unfamiliar, twice at ease. This isn’t her first time becoming the campus hot topic, so she had a lot of experience.

If this had happened before, she’d be blushing and her heart racing. But now, she had grown thick-skinned enough to directly ignore the students’ whispers, and walked into the school as if nothing happened.

However, after passing a deserted corner, when she appeared again, the magic robe had already switched to a school uniform identical to other female students.

"Family Head, I’m very sorry."

Zero’s somewhat embarrassed voice echoed in her mind, the smart mech maid apologizing for her mistake.

"It’s okay, Zero, no one can be completely mistake-free."

Dorothy shook her head, expressing that she didn’t mind. After all, Zero had mentioned before that the Sky Net in the mechanical wilderness contains many intelligent mechanism spirit bodies whose status isn’t lower than hers, so it’s normal for Zero to be unable to get complete information directly.

However, this means her actions might have been exposed.

"Zero, I’ve already altered the memories of those students earlier, you should also try to see if you can erase the police car’s action records."

The homebody witch had to rely on this remedy.

In the age of network and information, everything is interconnected; for legal citizens, this is great, but for an outsider spy like her who infiltrated here, it’s a bit troublesome.

Her actions probably left traces on Sky Net just now; if someone finds those traces, she might soon get an unexpected visit for a ’chat’."

However, she didn’t believe Zero could entirely erase the traces. There were too many witnesses along the route of the police car, and while she could temporarily alter the memories of the students at the school gate with hypnosis, every intelligent mech bionic person along the road counted as surveillance cameras.

Not even Zero could directly alter the data of so many bionic people on the road.

There were just too many of them; if she truly acted on it, she’d have to pray that those other intelligent mechanism spirit bodies on Sky Net were all blind.

Well, whatever, Dorothy didn’t plan to hide for long anyway. She’s here to stir things up, not really get married and enjoy life in this city, so a brief concealment is enough.

Anyway, traces usually don’t cause immediate exposure; it’s usually during a system self-check that they could be noticed. But whose system runs a self-check daily? There should be a cycle, so within this cycle, she should feel safe.

Therefore, no need to panic, it’s not a big problem.

That’s how Dorothy reassured herself.

Just...

"Um, Family Head, the hover police car’s data has vanished, and I’ve tried searching, but there isn’t even a single eyewitness report left.... Tsk, the guard data is gone too."

Zero’s somewhat panicked voice arrived; the intelligent mech maid Miss was somewhat afraid.

Humans fear the unknown; as the King of Intelligent Mechanical Species from the Beast Taming World, Zero carries some pride. She considered herself invincible in the intelligent machinery realm, but this suddenly vanished record left her somewhat terrified.

After all, the guard lady and police car data were under her control, yet she was wholly unaware when these data disappeared.

Zero’s pride seemed to have been ruthlessly shattered.

Dorothy: "....."

The homebody witch fell silent upon hearing.

Good heavens, did she get exposed just as she entered town?

She too was having a chill run down her spine; this meant her actions had always been exposed to someone else’s surveillance.

Geez, a Nine-Star Difficulty World indeed, is this to make one perish right when they land?

She was on full alert, fearing that soon a railgun or eighteen intelligent mech copper people would blast her to bits.

Yet, after battling with the air for half a day, nothing occurred, only the sound of the school chapel’s bell ringing came from not far away.

The graduation ceremony was about to start today.

The bell chimed to awaken Dorothy, reminding her of something.

"Zero, is the fake identity I created earlier still intact?"

She asked.

"Uh, Family Head, it’s still there, and... seems even more complete, flawless."

Zero’s somewhat flustered voice rang.

Then, she opened the Spellbook, presenting an identity file to the homebody witch.

Dorothy glanced over the file, squinting.

"Geez, this world’s people have their data so detailed it includes how many times they wet the bed as a child. Besides, how could I wet the bed? This is slander."

She said indignantly.

Hmm, witches are born aware of their affairs; how could she wet the bed? The last time she did so was in a past life...

Well, it truly was a past life, but not the life before crossing over, rather a previous life during the first cycle.

Yet, even Father Adam doesn’t know this much, at most Denisha knows a bit, as back then they practically slept in the same bed, with Dorothy always trying to fabricate evidence to pin the blame of bed-wetting on her sister.

Damn...

This damned dark history, begone, begone, begone.

She was embarrassed while covering her face, activating Calm as Still Water and slipping into the school auditorium.

Well, although unsure of what happened, since the identity proof is still valid, she might as well keep up the disguise.

Then...

Then her steps halted as she entered the auditorium.

You can’t blame her, only that the student representative on stage giving the speech was too dazzling.

She was a stunning girl, soft golden hair as brilliant as the noon sunlight, emerald eyes like a deep forest lake from a fairy tale. Her features were exquisite, but even more attention-grabbing was the divine yet authoritative aura she carried.

She was so beautiful she seemed almost non-human.

Of course, she really wasn’t human, since mortals don’t have twelve scorching red wings on their back, nor a halo floating on their head like a crown.

This was a genuine Angel.

However...

Which true Angel would dare to casually grow twelve wings?

An Angel’s wings relate to their rank; the more wings, the higher the rank, and six pairs, that is twelve wings, is a mark of the King of Angels.

But this girl was born with twelve wings, as if she was naturally meant to be so.

Of course, this isn’t important to Dorothy, she had seen Kings of Angels before; she’s been quite amiable with Gabriel or Lucifer before.

But before this Angel Girl, she has to admit, she was a bit flustered.

This is the innate suppression a sister has over her sibling.

Though the homebody witch always thought she was the older sister, in the Witch World, strength rules, and she’s temporarily just the younger sister.

So...

"Denisha? Did I fall into a Mirror Flower, Water Moon? Wow, I must not have left the Witch World yet; this Mechanical Wilderness is evidently an illusion. Why is my good sister always chasing me everywhere?"

The slightly weak-legged Dorothy thought to herself.

She couldn’t distinguish, she truly couldn’t.

And above, the Angel Girl giving her speech seemed to have sensed her gaze; unmistakably, the homebody witch was still in a Calm as Still Water state, yet their eyes mysteriously collided.

For a moment, it seemed as if space-time itself was paused.

....Fate staring back....