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Chapter 27: 27. Genius and Ordinary
Youfeiliya seemed to always have this attendant with her; Dorothy had noticed a white-haired figure sitting beside her yesterday.
However, Dorothy's attention had always been drawn by the Dragon Witch, whose aura was too powerful, so she hadn't paid much attention to others.
This was her first time scrutinizing her mother's attendant.
She didn't know until she looked, and when she did, she was startled; it was indeed the Pure White Witch she had met once in the bookstore.
"What was her name again?"
Dorothy thought for a moment, recalling that the other party seemed to have mentioned her name.
"Sophia."
Upon thinking of this, the young Demoness felt a bit strange.
"Youfeiliya, Sophia, those two names are really similar, only one syllable is different."
Looking at their identical emotionless faces, tsk, if it weren't for the fact that one was an Angel Witch and the other a Dragon Witch, they would look more like mother and daughter.
Dorothy thought so in her heart.
However, she didn't pay much attention to it, after all, even if the misunderstanding between mother and daughter was resolved, affection isn't something that appears instantly; it always takes time to cultivate. At least for now, she wasn't close to her biological mother, and naturally wouldn't be jealous or anything for the sake of gaining favor.
She just carefully sized up the Pure White Witch who had walked in front of her, assessing her strength in her mind.
One thing was beyond doubt: this Angel Witch, who was the same age as her, was very strong, exaggeratedly strong, even freakishly strong.
Previously in the bookstore, her inspiration had inadvertently glimpsed a portion of the other party's power. From that tip of the iceberg, she could judge that the other party's angelic transformation was quite advanced, perhaps even more than half complete.
To be so young yet have such a high degree of evolution, there was only one possibility: the other party was a genius no less than her mother, an anomaly born with dozens of talents.
And Dorothy herself?
Hehe, the young Demoness thought about her pitiful three innate talents, and couldn't help but roll her eyes, not wanting to say anything. She could only say that sometimes the gap between people is even greater than between people and dogs.
Mom, you must have been tricked by that Diviner who told your fortune back then. What happened to giving birth to a daughter with talent surpassing yours?
Anyway, Dorothy didn't feel she was much of a genius. Among her pitiful three talents, one was even a golden finger benefit from her Transmigration, an innate talent from her otherworldly soul. So strictly speaking, she only had two innate talents, inheriting the lowest one from each parent, a complete non-African who hit rock bottom.
Fortunately, although she had few talents, their quality was quite high: one SR, two SSRs. Overall, it was actually decent. She couldn't compare to those monstrous geniuses, but among ordinary Demonesses, she was considered excellent.
And now, Youfeiliya wanted her, an ordinary Demoness with mediocre aptitude, to defeat a monstrous genius Demoness. Mother, you really think highly of me.
Fortunately, this Dragon Witch still had some sense; she wasn't so absurd as to demand Dorothydefeat Sophia immediately, but rather set a deadline before graduation, a twenty-year pact.
However, even so, it was quite difficult. After all, not everyone has a protagonist's fate, capable of achieving a comeback and counter-kill like "three years in the east, three years in the west." Most people might spend their entire lives trying but still fail to bridge the huge gap in innate talent.
Even though Dorothy was a crosser, she dared not truly consider herself a protagonist. After all, this Witch World was ridiculously strong, and her golden finger was really not that powerful, so she couldn't really get ahead of herself.
[Otherworldly Soul Body: The experience of crossing through time and space has allowed your soul to sublimate. Your talents in the spiritual and inspirational domains have been enhanced, and your unique experience has made you sensitive to changes in time and space.]
Alas, sixteen years. Dorothy waited sixteen years and didn't awaken a system within herself, or find the residual souls of old men and women in rings at home. So the only thing she could call a golden finger benefit for a crosser was truly just this one talent.
As for her knowledge and experience from her previous life? The scientific knowledge learned from nine years of compulsory education?
Hehe, the knowledge of a low-level civilization with a history of only a few thousand years, which has not yet left its home planet, really cannot be shown off in front of the Calamity Race, the Demonesses, who have hundreds of thousands of years of history and have long dominated the multiverse. What you know, they basically know; what you don't know, they also know.
In such a race of what could be called universal superhumans, the special identity of a crosser didn't give Dorothy much sense of superiority. On the contrary, she had always been quite afraid of her origin being discovered by the Demonesses, especially since her identity card clearly identified this special experience as a talent.
Fortunately, after she could attend the Mage Academy, Dorothy looked through the "Compendium of Talent Listings." She found that while the Otherworldly Soul Body talent was one of the rarest, it was by no means unique. There had been dozens of Demonesses in history who possessed this talent.
The book also specifically stated that Demonesses were always exceptionally tolerant of their kin. No matter what you were before, or what your origin was, as long as you were a Demoness in this life, that was enough. No one would trouble you because of your past life's experiences, assuring Demonesses with this talent not to worry too much.
This both made Dorothy breathe a sigh of relief and prevented her from getting ahead of herself. It turned out she wasn't the only crosser in this world. Although the worlds everyone crossed over from might be different, so they couldn't be considered fellow villagers, they were still predecessors and successors. She specifically investigated the information of those predecessors and helplessly found that these predecessors also didn't seem to have protagonist's luck.
Although several Apex Witches emerged among the predecessors, there were no Sages, let alone anyone standing at the peak of the Witch World, becoming the King of Witches or anything like that.
If you can't even stand at the peak of the world, how dare you call yourself a protagonist?
From then on, Dorothy completely resigned herself to fate. Perhaps she really was just an unremarkable, ordinary Demoness.
However, now this bizarre background suddenly made her not so ordinary again.
What ordinary Demoness's biological mother would demand her daughter defeat a monstrous genius within twenty years?
Sooner or later, death is the same. Gulp, you might as well just tie me up directly.
Dorothy really wanted to say that; she somewhat wanted to just lie flat.
But she was unwilling to lose her freedom so easily. What's wrong with being an ordinary Demoness? Do ordinary Demonesses deserve to be bullied? In her previous life, she was a game otaku who achieved nothing because she lay flat. It would be too wasteful to lie flat again in this hard-won new life.
Besides, this might, perhaps, possibly not be completely unbeatable.
"Do you want to try first?"
Dorothy, who had never fought anyone in real life in this lifetime and was not good at fighting, looked at the Pure White Witch who was also looking at her, and extended an invitation.
"Okay, Young Miss, I'll go easy on you."
Sophia nodded, kindly saying so.
Dorothy: "..."
Tsk, this identically clumsy way of speaking, you really are Youfeiliya's biological daughter, aren't you? Adam probably picked up the wrong child back then.
Feeling underestimated, Dorothy huffed and stood up, walking towards the family's private Gladiator Arena.
Hmph, if you underestimate me, don't blame me if you mess up later.
The champion of the Magic Net Young Demoness League, the holder of the title "King of Duels," puffed out her cheeks, thinking this in her heart.