Otaku Witch-Chapter 687 - 482. Gathering of the Witches_2

Thinking that in the second act, there was no need to develop like the first act, one could be air-dropped directly into the battlefield, Dorothy suddenly felt her blood boil.

Fortunately, she quickly came to her senses.

"Tsk, this Great Dragon template has such a strong influence, what's there to be excited about something as dangerous as going to the battlefield," she mused.

The Homebody Witch reflected on this and then forcibly cooled down her boiling Dragon Blood.

However, just as she was thinking it was too hasty to go to the battlefield, Koreya's words caught her off guard.

"So, Lady Dorothy, let's not go to the training ground, but go straight into the real combat phase. In a little while, there is an assault mission that I was planning to assign to others to complete. Since you just happen to want some action, why not join us and take on this mission?"

The Black Sheep Witch proposed this.

"A mission? That doesn't sound too good, I don't know anything, it wouldn't be good if I messed things up," said Dorothy with slight hesitation about the proposal.

Although she could truly be considered one of the founding elders of the Magic Republic and somewhat a leader, the most taboo thing for a leader was not understanding anything yet still trying to command blindly. She had just woken up from a five-hundred-year sleep, her Magic Equipment had just been fitted, and she knew nothing else. It was risky to participate in a mission without understanding the nuances; it would be extremely embarrassing if her involvement led to mission failure.

"Lady Dorothy, rest assured, it's not a particularly important mission. It's just that recently, a lab in the city was attacked by spies from the Church, and several experimental items were stolen. So we need to retrieve the lost items and, by the way, annihilate those thieves," Koreya explained.

If it were someone else, she naturally wouldn't let a newcomer who had just completed their Magic Equipment construction and hadn't attended any special training go on a pursuit and kill mission.

But for Lady Dorothy, she didn't feel she could offer any guidance to her childhood idol. After all, when the Lady had been on the battlefield, she herself had still been a child. Even though the Lady had just woken up from a sleep of five hundred plus years, that previous experience was still relevant.

What the Lady needed now was just to get used to the technological developments and equipment changes over the past five hundred years, and there was no faster way to get familiar with such things than to get hands-on.

Moreover, this time, it wasn't about letting the Lady complete the mission alone. She herself would lead a squad of elite veterans to the mission site.

This wasn't meant for the mission itself, but more to protect Lady Dorothy's safety. After all, she was the national treasure of the Magic Republic. Whatever the stolen experimental items were worth, they paled in comparison to the Lady's safety.

"That's the case, then there's no problem. I'm quite good at finding people," Dorothy said, reassured by the explanation, and then nodded her head.

And so, the two left the small church that once belonged to Adam.

Even after more than five hundred years, this little church still looked exactly the same as it had back then. It seemed as though time had left no trace on it. Even the faint sword marks that Dorothy had left on the wall during her sword practice were still there.

It was just that the location of the church had moved; it was now situated in a quiet corner at the center of Pandora City, quiet within the bustle. However, this place was always under strict guard. It was considered the most securely guarded place in the entire Magic Republic. After all, this seemingly unimpressive old church was actually the residence of the Leader of the Magic Republic, equivalent to the Royal Palace.

For the past five hundred years, Denisha had lived here, and after Dorothy woke up, she moved in as well, as she was, strictly speaking, the rightful heir to the church, her home.