"The principle is okay. There are not many restrictions on the members of the student union. As long as you can complete the tasks of the student union on time, there are not many other restrictions."
Faced with the gleaming expectant look in her eldest lady's eyes, Sophilia was silent for a moment, and finally gave up and said.
After all, Madeleine downstairs also holds the positions of Chairman of the Student Union's Discipline Committee and President of the Armed Club.
"That...."
Dorothy was overjoyed and was about to ask if the Angel Witch had joined the club, but before she could say anything, the pure white girl opposite shook her head.
"It's true that I haven't joined any clubs now, and I'm still free. But forgive me for not joining your club, Miss. After all, I'm planning to form my own club to participate in the Witch Night Festival not long after."
Sophilia said this.
"Um...Witch Night Festival? What is that?"
Dorothy was also stunned, but her focus was immediately diverted, and she asked with some confusion.
Angel Witch: "..."
Normally, miss, shouldn't you try to persuade me more now?
However, it was not just once or twice that this young lady had a strange brain. She was almost used to it, so she had no choice but to start popularizing science.
"Actually, it's just a campus festival. This is an old tradition of the Witch Academy. Ever since the God King established the Witch Academy, the Witch Night Festival has been held every year."
"The reason why this festival is called Witch Night is because all participating students will be pulled into a dreamland called Witch Night to experience, and the background of the dreamland will be based on the history of witches.
Using well-known battles as a template, all students will directly experience the feeling of a real battlefield after entering."
"After the Witch Night is over, all students' military exploits will be counted. At that time, they can use their military exploits to redeem prizes in the college's event store. That's pretty much what it means."
"Because it is a simulated battlefield, Witch Night generally does not accept individual registrations. All groups participate, in order to simulate the feeling of a battle group fighting on the battlefield."
"There is a grand prize in this year's festival shop that I need. In order to earn points to redeem the prize, I need to form a strong club to participate, so please forgive me for not being able to join your club before the end of the festival."
Sophilia said this.
And Dorothy suddenly realized this.
Understand, just like she organized to watch war movies every day at school in her previous life, this Witch Night Festival is the witch world's version of patriotic education, and it can also provide these future little witches with a simulated war performance.
Very good, it is indeed a good activity.
But she was even more puzzled.
"That's it?"
She looked at the angel and witch in front of her strangely,
"To put it bluntly, you just need a club to pass the festival activities, so why don't you just join my club? Then we will go to the festival together."
The otaku witch really didn’t understand Sophilia’s logic. She needed a club to take orders, and she also needed a club to participate in the festival. Don’t they both need a club? Since they have the same need, why not just go together?
?
Ah, do you think she thinks I'm a loser? She's afraid I'll hold her back.
emmm.. That’s okay, I seem to be really good at it.
After realizing this, Dorothy suddenly understood.
But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what she's good at, but all the club members are big bosses.
Stupid little angel, do you know what invitation you just rejected? This is an invincible club with sage-level combat power. Did you see the hat on my head? This writing senior is pronounced as a cheat.
Dorothy thought so proudly in her heart, and then received a tentacle whip from the hat-wearing senior.
"I always feel that you are thinking of something very rude, and I have already said that I am only in name and not working. Dorothy, you can go to the festival, but it is impossible for me to help you cheat."
There is a certain degree of telepathy between the familiar and the master. Although it is not as scary as reading minds, it can still sense emotions in general, so it is the first time to detect the crooked mind of its master.
The senior lady in the hat said angrily while extending her tentacles like a cat fist to hammer the dog's head.
However, because Senior Fanny didn't use any force, the only thing that made the tentacles so soft was that they were protected by invisible dragon scales, and Dorothy, who had rough skin and thick flesh, could only treat it as a head massage.
On the other hand, the angel witch was also shocked by her eldest lady's doubts.
"But miss, don't you just want to be a scientific research witch? The club you formed must also be a scientific research club, right? You who say you hate fighting every day are willing to participate in the Witch Night Festival?"
"As I said before, the dreamland of Witch Night is 100% simulated on the real battlefield. Even the pain of death is completely simulated. Aren't you afraid?"
The pure white witch also couldn't understand the eldest lady at this time. Her previous refusal of the eldest lady's invitation was not because she thought the eldest lady was weak. After all, the eldest lady was the only witch of her generation who had defeated her.
She just felt that the eldest lady would most likely not want to get involved in a war celebration like Witch Night. Didn't she hate killing and didn't like fighting?
"Forehead...."
Dorothy was once again filled with questions after being told by the Angel Witch.
"Why do you think I won't participate in such a fun festival? After all, the Witch's Night is just an illusion, right?"
In the eyes of the otaku witch, the so-called Witch Night Festival is just a virtual game. How could she miss such an interesting game? She only accepts the real battlefield where she can die, but in this simulated battlefield where there is no danger at all, she directly punches hard.
All right.
"Miss, I'm not kidding you. The Night of the Witch was unfolded by the artifact Mirror of Illusion left by the God King. Everything in the dreamland can almost be seen as a real battlefield, and the cruelty of the real battlefield...
.”
Sophilia wanted to continue to emphasize the seriousness of this matter. After all, in her opinion, the eldest lady is good at everything, but her character is too naive and weak. She is a little worried that such a mentality has pity for people of different races.
The eldest lady of the heart will leave a psychological shadow after briefly witnessing the cruelty of the battlefield.
only....
"Wouldn't that be better? This kind of game is more interesting to play. It's just a bunch of phantoms anyway."
The corners of Dorothy's lips opposite her raised up, revealing a slightly bloodthirsty smile. Her usually charming peach blossom eyes narrowed at this time, looking at the astonished angel and witch with a hint of evil.
"Let me tell you, Sophilia, do you think of me as some kind of holy mother who doesn't see blood? Although you may not believe it, I may have touched more lives on my hands than you. In my opinion, you
She is the eldest lady."
The otaku witch looked at her hands, then shook her head and returned to normal.
"Okay, don't talk about what's there or what's not. Just tell me whether you want to come to my club or not."
Dorothy returned to her usual laziness and asked.
However, Sophilia across from her was still immersed in the aura she felt from the eldest lady across from her at that moment.
That is murderous aura, also called evil aura. It is the condensed breath of the purest resentment and curse left against the murderer who killed oneself before a large number of lives were lost.
