Otaku Witch-Chapter 330 298. Unlucky Little Angel

The Holy Words Department, another department in the Witch Academy responsible for maintaining order besides the Disciplinary Team Thirteen.

However, unlike the Disciplinary Team Thirteen that falls under the Student Council's administration, the Holy Words Department is a private armed force belonging to the landlord Angel Witches. They actually seldom interfere in matters on a regular basis and are primarily responsible for managing the operation of the God King Barrier that envelops the entire Witch Academy.

It is only when the Angel Witches themselves commit an offense, or an incident occurs that threatens the interests of the Angel Witch clan, that the members of the Holy Words Department appear and initiate an investigation.

But Dorothy had never dealt with anyone from the Holy Words Department, so why were people from the Holy Words Department showing up at her doorstep now?

The homebody witch scratched her head, somewhat puzzled.

And looking at the time, they had been busy building a house all day today, and it was almost dark now. According to the habits of witches, it was almost the end of work and school time.

It's time to clock out, big issues can wait until tomorrow.

Apart from the ambitious go-getters of the Student Council, most of the lazy witches actually lived this kind of lifestyle.

Who would rush to carry out official duties after hours?

And if there truly was such urgency, it must be a serious matter.

The homebody witch thought for a moment and then looked down at the floating island beneath her feet.

"Could it be because of the previous island attack incident?"

She guessed inwardly.

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Tsk, cheap houses really do come with a lot of trouble. There's no hiding from it; it's time to see what the Holy Words Department wants to say.

"Open the gate, let them in," Dorothy said to Zero.

"As you command, Family Head," the newly appointed maid Zero nodded, and then, a gap opened in the Great Barrier that covered the entire floating island, right where the three Angel Witches were located.

...

Outside the floating island.

"Holy Lady, should we really continue the investigation?"

The two Angel Witches beside her looked at the leading figure in their midst.

"Of course, we must investigate. This is our Angel Witches' territory; what do we have to fear?" the leading Angel lifted her head, revealing an exceptionally young face, and spoke with great pride.

This was none other than Phoenix, the Little Angel who had delivered a speech for the newcomers during the opening ceremony.

Being the daughter of the Director of Studies and the granddaughter of the Academy Head, Phoenix could be considered a princess of the Angel Witch Clan. However, the Angel Witches don't have a notion of princesses; resembling more a religious organization, they only have the title of Saintess.

Standing at the top among her peers, only the most outstanding Angel Witch could be called a Saintess.

Phoenix was the Saintess of her generation.

It's just that her position as Saintess was not very stable, after all, with the even more dazzling Student Council President above her. If not for some reasons that couldn't be disclosed, the president had yet to acknowledge her heritage. Everyone who understood the situation knew to whom the title of Saintess truly belonged.

Furthermore, if Phoenix had only lost to the Student Council President, it might have been fine, considering the latter was still an Angel Witch. But this year, she was even surpassed by a Fox Witch upon entering the school, and the title of freshman representative fell to her only because the Fox Witch declined it, which was quite embarrassing.

Hence, the situation was awkward.

Although no one openly made a fuss, Phoenix herself was very aware that she was looked down upon, possibly even labeled as the worst Saintess ever.

That was very frustrating for the proud Little Angel who could not bear such an insult.

Hmph, just you wait, one day, I'll have everyone in the clan look up to me.

After experiencing a series of setbacks, Phoenix muttered these vows to herself.

Whether it's that annoying Sophia's disdainful relative, her loyal dog of a lady, or that Fox Spirit, she was determined to make them pay in the future.

The Little Angel had already recorded everything in her little notebook.

Although the book was as thick as a dictionary and couldn't really be called a little notebook anymore.

However, to carry out those revenge plans, she still had to work hard in the Holy Words Department for now.

According to tradition, she should've aimed for the Student Council to build her resume, but unfortunately, the Student Council was now completely dominated by that detestable cousin, and she had no intention of working under that hypocritical woman whose pride was even higher than the doorway.

So, Phoenix resolutely headed for the Holy Words Department, planning to use it as a starting point, and then to rise up and show the entire Academy.

Unfortunately, the Holy Words Department was really idle, the kind of idleness that was perfect for retirement, spending every day boringly maintaining the Great Barrier, with no opportunities for grand achievements.

Luckily, just when Phoenix was about to fret her wings bald, she overheard some news from the casual conversation of a few Holy Words Department colleagues.

That was that a few days ago, the Enforcement Team had come to inquire about any anomalies in the Great Barrier, suspecting that a criminal had released a highly lethal spell in District Thirteen.

To this, those two colleagues thought the Enforcement Team was just talking nonsense; after all, the Great Barrier was personally set up by the God King, so how could such a powerful barrier exhibit any anomalies.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested.

When Phoenix heard this, her heart instantly ignited with excitement, smelling the scent of merit.

Immediately, she went to her maternal mother, who was the head of the Holy Words Department, fawned over her for two days, and finally managed to get her lenient mother to consent to her leading a team to investigate the matter. Enjoy new adventures from novelbuddy

Here she was, half an hour after her mother Superior had given her the authority, excitedly leading her team to the site of the incident.

But as soon as they arrived at No.77 Malika Street, and saw the intact floating island tightly surrounded by a defensive magic circle, the Little Angel was full of question marks.

Where's my crime scene? Where's my huge ruined floating island?

Clearly, the intel she had gotten from the Enforcement Team suggested this floating island had been blasted into ruins by some powerful spell, so how did it undergo such a drastic change in just two days?

Phoenix's anger was palpable, but after being slightly upset for a moment, she adapted, as from her childhood, the world had never been kind to her, and she often encountered unexpected difficulties in whatever she did.

"Holy Lady, I've checked the documents and it seems that this floating island just changed hands a couple of days ago, and probably the new owner just finished renovating it," said the Angel Witch with a good figure to Phoenix's left as she pulled out a spellbook and flipped through it.

"So are we still going in to investigate?" asked the Steel Plate Angel to her right, somewhat distracted.

While the three were discussing what to do, they saw the major array on the floating island in front of them open up a pathway.

Then several figures walked out from the island.

Upon seeing these people, the Little Angel's eyes immediately turned red because the faces of two of them were almost etched into her DNA.

It was the lady and that despicable Fox Spirit.

"Damn it, the attack must be a conspiracy by Sophia," Phoenix concluded after her mind raced, quite certain of this conclusion.

Even though there was no evidence, she didn't care, as long as the lady was here, then it must be related to that vile Sophia; she was the prime suspect.

...The Little Angel grinding her teeth in anger...