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Chapter 15: The Pure White Maiden
White, truly white, almost as if she had albinism.
This was Dorothy's first impression of the maiden beside her, but she quickly found her own thought amusing, as ultimate beings like Witches couldn't possibly get albinism.
The maiden beside her was undoubtedly a beauty, given that the average attractiveness of the Witch race was already very high. Even the idol stars from her previous life, after being beautified, would only be considered plain-looking among Witches.
But the pure white maiden beside her was a rare beauty even among Witches, the second most beautiful Witch Dorothy had ever seen in her life.
Hmm, as for who the most beautiful was?
Of course, it was herself.
With pure white hair, fair skin, and even white eyebrows and eyelashes, this exquisitely lovely maiden was so white she seemed to glow.
Moreover, her aura was untainted and very holy. Just by looking at her, Dorothy experienced auditory hallucinations of hymns being sung. She vaguely saw deities bowing their heads above the pure white maiden's head, Angels circling her, and holy light descending.
Even six pairs of pure and beautiful white wings spread out from the maiden's previously empty back, and luminous feathers floated down. Dorothy reached out to catch a feather that drifted near her, but it vanished the moment it touched her hand.
An illusion?
Dorothy frowned slightly, guessing, but her guess was quickly overturned, and a flicker of realization crossed her eyes.
She was a Witch with high 'inspiration,' a type of Witch who could usually see through phenomena to the essence of things, and perceive what ordinary people could not.
So, those illusions of hymns and Angels just now must have been her 'inspiration' acting up, accidentally glimpsing a part of the pure white maiden's hidden characteristics.
This was an Angel Witch with a very high degree of evolution.
It was quite a strange coincidence that she had just started looking at this evolution chart and already encountered such a high-level evolved Witch modeled after an Angel.
Dorothy understood, and so she apologized.
"I'm sorry, I seem to have offended you. I can't control my 'inspiration' very well yet."
Prying into someone else's secrets without permission was impolite anywhere. Although she didn't do it intentionally, an offense was an offense, and a polite apology was appropriate.
Moreover, a Witch with such a high degree of evolution must have already sensed her 'inspiration's' prying, and apologizing proactively now was better than being asked to apologize.
In response to Dorothy's apology, the pure white maiden tilted her head, said nothing, but merely looked at her a little more intently.
The next moment, Dorothy also keenly felt a sense of being scrutinized, but this scrutiny did not delve too deeply; it was quite subtle and stopped at a point. Therefore, after frowning, she did not obstruct it.
Was this a reciprocal gesture? That made them even, which was quite fair.
Dorothy thought to herself.
She shrugged, feeling that this pure white and holy maiden had quite a temper and seemed not very easy to get along with.
But what did that have to do with her? They were just passing acquaintances anyway. There wouldn't be any further entanglement between an ordinary Witch like her and someone who clearly seemed like a big shot.
She simply took a step back, letting the other person get the book first.
The other party also seemed to have no intention of being polite with her. The pure white maiden reached out and activated the magic array on the bookshelf. Soon, complex magic array patterns unfolded in front of the bookshelf, and countless pages and characters emerged from the array, eventually combining and binding into a brand new book.
It was precisely that book, "Detailed Explanation of Witch Bloodline Talent Specialization Evolution System."
The original book on the shelf remained perfectly intact in its original place.
This was common knowledge for buying books in Witch World bookstores. The books displayed on the shelves were the owner's original collections, while customers purchased copies made by magic on the spot.
After the pure white maiden took her book and moved away, Dorothystepped forward. She ran her hand along the spine of the evolution chart book and infused a slight amount of magic.
Thus, the magic array on the bookshelf reappeared, but Dorothy did not choose to replicate a physical book copy like the pure white maiden. After all, physical books were expensive these days and took up a lot of space at home. Not every family had a huge private library for collecting books.
Dorothy pulled out her spellbook from her magic satchel. It was a rather plain-looking spellbook, unlike Alice's, which was full of girlish charm, inlaid with gold and silver, making the whole book sparkle with a cute pink cartoon cover. The cover of this book was simply black with the four Chinese characters "Witch's Journal" written on it, and below was a simple silhouette of a Witch riding a broom with a wide Witch hat, flying.
Placing the spellbook in the center of the bookshelf's magic array, Dorothychose to download. Consequently, countless characters flew into her spellbook, and a new page appeared within her spellbook.
This was the correct way for a normal Witch to purchase books. The downloaded version was convenient to read and cheaper. Physical books were only bought by true book lovers or those rich fools who loved to show off.
Dorothy was undoubtedly a book lover, but being short on money, everyone looked like a rich fool to her, especially the pure white maiden in front of her, who clearly seemed like a wealthy woman from a big family.
Damn it, once I save enough for a house, I'm definitely going to set up a huge library and collect a bunch of physical books too.
She thought sourly to herself.
After buying the book, Dorothy did not linger. She turned and walked away, preparing to chase after her silly younger sister, who was so uncomfortable with the quiet atmosphere of the bookstore that she hadn't even realized her sister had fallen behind, only knowing to lead the way ahead.
"Wait."
A voice like a hymn behind her made her stop. Dorothy turned, looking at the pure white maiden who had called out to her with some confusion.
"Something wrong?"
Dorothy didn't speak, but her eyes conveyed this emotion.
However, her eyes were hidden behind large black-rimmed glasses, so she hoped the other party could clearly see her expression.
"Sophia, my name is Sophia."
The pure white maiden did not speak aloud, but her voice clearly echoed in Dorothy's mind.
"Oh."
Dorothy nodded, still a bit bewildered.
What's going on? I didn't ask your name. Why are you telling me this?
She really is a strange person.
She thought this to herself, but on the surface, she still politely nodded, indicating that she understood, and then turned again to leave.
"Wait."
The beautiful, hymn-like voice sounded again.
Now what?
Dorothy, turning around again, was slightly impatient.
"Tell me your name. You are worthy of me remembering your name."
The pure white maiden's voice echoed in her mind again, with a clear note of pride, as if Dorothy was receiving her bestowal.
Tsk, whoever wants this 'worthiness' can have it.
Dorothy grumbled to herself, but after thinking about it, and sticking to the simple principle of 'less trouble is better,' she still spoke.
"Dorothy."
Then, she turned and accelerated away without a trace of hesitation.