Otaku Witch-Chapter 722 - 497

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Sophia’s Oppression fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

722: 497.

Sophia’s Oppression

“Akasha Record, Whaler, Key of the Door, Midnight Wanderer…”

“Wow, looks like everyone’s here, the Top Ten Societies have pretty much all arrived, and a good number of other large and small societies have shown up as well.

This is going to be lively.”

Atop a desolate abandoned factory in the west district of Pandora City, Wenwen surveyed some familiar faces that had arrived earlier, and this is how she expressed her sentiment.

Senior Mia felt the same; taking a glance around, she easily spotted many acquaintances among the figures either standing on rooftops, squatting on old streetlight poles, or sitting by the walls.

These were all heads of major societies at the Witch Academy with significant renown.

Of course, there were also quite a few people who took notice of the two of them.

After all, whether it was Wenwen, the Big-mouthed Crow whom everyone wanted to smack, or Senior Mia with her glittery, rich lady style, they both were eye-catching enough.

Therefore, it didn’t take long for Senior Mia to notice the Succubus sisters waving to her from not too far away.

“Madeline, Audrey, and Little Alice, you guys are all here.”

The Golden Princess greeted her sisters with some excitement.

Afterward, they briefly chatted and exchanged some information.

Madeline and Audrey, after the events closing the first act, had handed over the management of the Central Grand Theater to the Little Fox Girl they had bought at the auction previously, and now, they had assumed the identities of the descendants of the Little Fox Girl.

Now, the sisters had transformed from being half-breed Succubi to ordinary humans with a faint trace of Succubus and Foxfolk blood.

Only Little Alice was still in her original body; she remained the daughter of Lilith.

As a near immortal True Ancestor of Blood, a mere five hundred years was nothing more than a night’s sleep for her body.

This annoyed the little witch slightly.

After all, her body was already five hundred years old, and yet it was still that of a child – surely, she wasn’t doomed to never grow up like Mother Superior?

“What about Little Fairy?

Alice, haven’t you found your sister?”

Senior Mia habitually searched for her beloved, reasoning that if Little Alice was there, then Little Fairy shouldn’t be far behind.

“No, I’ve been busy at home getting accustomed to the Magic Equipment these past few days.

I just left the house and hadn’t had the chance to look for my sister when I saw the gathering signal.

I thought I might see if sister might be here too.”

Alice also looked around, and after not spotting that familiar figure, the little witch took a few deep breaths and used her Werewolf nose to its full ability, searching for her esteemed sister’s scent.

Unfortunately, her sniffing turned up nothing.

Ever since the last time she had identified her sister’s identity in the Judgment Court by scent, her sister had taken to habitually masking her own Qi, leaving no trace behind.

“But with something like this, Mother Superior definitely wouldn’t be absent,” Alice said assuredly, despite coming up empty-handed.

It was her intuition as the half-sister from another father and mother.

At this time, more people continued to arrive from different directions, some alone, and some in small groups.

Quickly, the desolate abandoned factory began to bustle as about a hundred Witches gathered one after another.

“Hey hey, does anyone know what the Glorious Sun Society is up to?”

“No idea, I was at home doing fine with my Magic Equipment studies when I suddenly caught sight of the signal and rushed over.”

“Hope it’s something good and not bad.

This Witch’s Night is already out of the ordinary.”

“Indeed, it can’t even be called Witch’s Night anymore, since even the Witch Clan is gone.

It’s ridiculous that the God King didn’t awaken back then.”

“But I kind of like this technological civilization.

Have you all tried the Magic Equipment?

It’s quite fun.”

“Tch, speaking of which, why choose such a godforsaken place to meet?

It’s as if we’re not fit to be seen.”

“It’s not bad really, considering there’s surveillance everywhere outside.

Having so many people gather all at once is really conspicuous, plus don’t you think this kind of underground deal vibe is cool?”

“Cool my foot, I think booking a hotel and having a meal while chatting would be way cooler.”

“Speaking of which, where are the people from the Glorious Sun Society?

They called us here but are nowhere to be seen.

They better not be playing us for fools.”

…..

As everyone discussed why the Glorious Sun Society had convened this Club President meeting, lights suddenly turned on in the seemingly dilapidated factory behind them.

Then the doors opened, revealing a tidy and clearly well-prepared meeting space inside.

Group after group of Puppet Maids then walked out.

“Esteemed guests, please come inside.”

The good-looking Puppet Maids lined up in two rows, then bowed and invited The Witches to take their seats.

Upon seeing this arrangement, the Witches who had been dissatisfied with the gathering location in this wasteland now smiled.

Without any hesitation, they all entered the factory filled with curiosity.

As soon as they entered, an irresistible, intoxicating scent burst into their nostrils, making their mouths water.

Following the aroma, their eyes landed on the banquet tables, which were already set with a feast.

The alluring scent that nearly spirited their souls away was coming from these delicious dishes.

Seeing this, The Witches were momentarily stunned.

Although they were Witches who had seen their share of the world, such a scene was commonplace, but these particular culinary delights seemed quite novel.