Otaku Witch-Chapter 419 - 376. Walking into a trap willingly

Rosalind and Angela watched helplessly as their clansmen were put in Anti-Magic Shackles one by one by the Black Robed Judges and then escorted away.

As they watched the figure of their kin disappearing into the distance, they unconsciously clenched their fists. Although both of them had not yet understood what exactly had happened to their clan, it was clear that the occurrence must have been significant for almost all the members of the Holy Child Sect to have been captured at once.

Considering the already dire situation of their clan...

For a moment, the two actual leaders of the Angel Witch Clan felt the future was bleak.

Fortunately, they soon found their wayward daughter in the grand cathedral, and Phoenix brightened up immediately upon seeing her mothers; her previously troubled expression greatly eased.

However, when the Little Angel saw her mother’s severely injured state, she could no longer contain herself, and stumbled over, using both her hands and feet in her haste.

"Mother Superior, are you all right?"

"I’m fine, cough, cough... Phoenix, quickly tell me what exactly happened?"

Rosalind waved away her daughter’s excessive concern, coughed a few times, spat out some blood, then hurriedly pressed for answers.

Having been beaten up earlier, she was much calmer now and not as impulsive; she just wanted to understand what had happened. Why, when just a few days ago she had left everything well to go to a meeting, had everything fallen apart upon her return?

"Mother Superior, it went like this...."

The Little Angel babbled through the events, roughly explaining the cause and consequence.

"That’s pretty much it, Mother Superior. It’s all my fault. I couldn’t stop them, and now our clan will probably become a laughingstock."

Having listened to her daughter’s recount, spouses Rosalind and Angela were somewhat speechless.

Especially Rosalind, the Director of Studies nearly spat out blood in frustration.

You really are my dear daughter, aren’t you? Aligning with the Holy Child Sect, which is guilty of rebellion and colluding with outsiders, and you still protect them? It would have been better to just let the Judgment Court take them away. Aren’t you digging a hole for me?

The Director of Studies almost didn’t slap her daughter dead with the back of her hand, but although she raised her hand, she ended up gently patting her daughter’s head instead.

"Mm, it’s okay, you did well this time, Phoenix. You don’t need to blame yourself."

Sigh, what reason did she have to blame her daughter?

After all, her daughter had sent so many messages asking her to come back early, but she had not taken them seriously. If she had believed her daughter and returned earlier yesterday, would there be so many issues today?

Moreover, her daughter was only fourteen, one couldn’t expect her to handle everything smoothly. Willing to sacrifice herself for the future of the clan, she had already made them proud.

She could only blame herself, being not quite the responsible mother, hardly ever spending time with her child, let alone teaching her properly.

A daughter not taught is the mother’s fault, indeed.

However, now that the Judgment Court had passed its verdict, the scandal of the clan could no longer be avoided. Then, the future of this daughter...

Thinking of this, the couple’s faces darkened.

The crime of obstructing the execution of the Judgment Court’s laws could be severe or minor; generally, there was no standard, it mostly depended on the attitude of the Judge. If they decided to pursue it thoroughly, the problem would be serious, but if the Judges were lenient, the matter could be glossed over.

As mothers, they naturally hoped that the Judges would forgive their daughter, given her young age. If she were really convicted, it could ruin her entire life.

Only, this time the Judge...

Rosalind looked up at the two figures standing in front of the seal of the Lord of Glory at the entrance of the cathedral hall, her expression growing increasingly darker.

No matter what, she did not want to bow her head to the enemy who had sealed her sister years ago, but now, on one hand, was her own dignity, on the other, her daughter’s future...

The young mothers were caught in a dilemma.

After a long while, Rosalind gritted her teeth and steeled her heart.

After all, her daughter’s future was a bit more important.

Her life as a mother had always been filled with various failures, and she did not want her daughter’s future to follow in her footsteps. Compared to her daughter’s future, her own face and dignity were negligible.

Thereupon, struggling, she continued forward with the support of her partner and daughter, arriving beside the two heads of the Judgment Court.

"Esteemed sirs, the oversight was mine, and I take full responsibility, please..."

However, Rosalind had not finished speaking when she was directly interrupted.

"You’ve come at the right time, there’s something we need to ask you about."

Dorothy glanced at the grievously injured Director of Studies and then turned to look at her own mother.

Mom, truly, it was just a gentle pat on someone’s shoulder from you, and it virtually crippled him, your strength is way more brutal than a dump truck.

No one understood the hearts of homebody witches and their gratitude for Mother Superior’s mercy during training more than she did.

"Please speak, sir."

Although Rosalind disliked this shameless Clown, having been played by him before, he was still preferable to the enemy beside him, so she managed to squeeze out a smile.

However, she always felt weird about this, especially since the Clown had used her daughter to threaten her earlier and had said some strange things about the two ladies. Continue your saga on novelbuddy

So now, with her face all eager and needing favors, wasn’t this just delivering herself to the doorstep?

For a moment, the Director of Studies, who had always been known for her sternness at Witch Academy, felt her cheeks flush with shame, and a strange emotion was brewing in her heart.

"Pfft, don’t overthink it, this is all for Phoenix’s future."

She shook her head, extinguishing that little weird notion in her heart, and thus persuaded herself.

But even though she thought this way, she subconsciously crossed her arms over her chest, slightly defensive, trying to find a bit of security in this gesture.

However, the next words from the Clown Grand Inquisitor made her tremble violently, nearly causing her to lose her composure completely. In fact, not just her, but also her partner Angela behind her, both were so frightened that they turned pale.

"The Lord of Glory will break out of his seal next week. What contingency plan does your Angel Witch Clan have for this? If there is one, hurry up."

Dorothy spoke thus.

Although the capture should have already cut off the Lord of Glory’s way of stealing faith to restore his strength, the opponent had already accumulated some strength and escaping soon was a certain thing.

However, the Angel Witch Clan had been guarding this seal for many years, they should have some contingency plans, right?

However...

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...The Angel Witch couple remained silent...