Are all witches this childish? Loran Hill thought so. Among the witches she knew, most seemed quite casual or playful, such as Tidaisi and Chris. Even the seemingly serious Si Ye seemed to want to play a trick on her when he first met her.

She tried to analyze this behavior from a psychological perspective. Perhaps it was because of their own strength and longevity that their personalities could grow unrestrained, so they appeared more willful and self-centered.

Thinking this way, I can understand what those predecessors did.

And such willfulness will eventually evolve into an extreme pursuit and love of the things that one likes.

As expected, this is a witch, not bound by common sense and an extremely willful existence.

While thinking this, Loran Hill turned over the thick diary and read the words on the note.

[She plucks the stars and falls the moon, traverses the seven seas, and witnesses the world. She is the Phoenix of the Stars that travels through the heavens and the earth. She is the observer of the orbits of the stars and the earth. She is the most powerful magician in the world. So who could she be?]

[The answer is me, Dorothy Dawn Aranta!]

As this domineering declaration was read out, the diary opened, and countless colorful streams of light rushed out from the pages, submerging Loran Hill.

She also felt dizzy and the world suddenly changed.

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"Are you tired? Do you want your sister to carry you away?"

When Loran Hill woke up again, he found himself leaning against a tree trunk in the forest, and a beautiful girl in front of him was leaning over and looking at him.

Her limbs and height seemed to have shrunk a little, and now she had to look up at the woman in front of her.

This girl also had a face that was familiar to Loran Hill, and her transparent eyes were like lavender gems. She was none other than the witch of poisonous thorns, Coris.

At this time, Coris was looking at the girl who was resting under the tree with concern and amusement.

"Dorothy is so strong. She always says she doesn't want help from others and wants to walk on her own."

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"You are underestimating me, your sister. Didn't I tell you before that I am a famous witch? It is not a difficult thing for me to take you on a flying journey." Coris waved her finger.

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"My ability? Of course poison." Coris turned her hand casually, and a black and red rose appeared in her hand, with terrifying purple-red thorns on its branches.

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"Hold on a little longer. When we reach the lake ahead, we will be able to go to Lagetis's house. That witch sister has a lot of delicious candies at her house, and there are so many varieties. You will definitely like it there." Coris touched Loran Hill (Dorothy)'s head, then took her hand and continued forward.

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"Come and meet me, this is Sister Lagetis."

"Lagetis, sister, ok."

Loran Hill said this instinctively, and this seemed to be Dorothy's answer at the time. She looked at Lagertis in front of her. The candy witch looked like a princess living in a fairy tale castle, wearing a blue and white dress and her hair was also a pink and blue gradient color.

"Well, Dorothy is so good." Coris smiled.

"This child is Dorothy. She's a survivor of the Crimson Empire's capital. She might also be a witch, so I'd like to temporarily foster her with you. Is that okay with you?"

At this moment, Loran Hill, who was as petite as Dorothy, looked at the gorgeously dressed girl in front of him, and a faint sense of inferiority and uneasiness emerged in his heart, as if affected by Dorothy's mood back then.

"I know you are afraid of trouble, but Dorothy is very obedient and a good child." Coris hugged Loran Hill with both hands and said with a little pity.

"No problem, I will take care of her." Lagertis bent down, handed out a big lolly and put it in Loranhill's hand, with a real happiness and joy in her eyes.

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The vision in front of me suddenly became blurry, silent, and then clear again, and the scenery in front of me changed again.

The sky was exceptionally vast and clear, there was a damp smell in the wind, and the floor beneath his feet was slightly undulating. At this moment, Loran Hill was on a large sailing ship.

"Are you used to it, Dorothy? Are your seasickness symptoms getting better?" An elegant woman came to Dorothy's side and looked at the distant ocean with her.

"The Western Continent is not safe at the moment, so we have to live in the Eastern Continent for a while. We have fellow witches there too, so don't worry."

The two of them had a brief conversation, and Loran Hill also learned the current location and time.

It was the same route that had taken several witches and the surviving humans to the Eastern Continent for refuge after the fall of the True Crimson Empire. She looked back and saw that there were about 20 or so ships accompanying them, all filled with passengers.

Standing next to her at this moment was none other than the witch of the Purple Moon, Selene.

"Where is Sister Trinasha?" She was a little curious about Trinasha's movements at the moment.

Selene was a little surprised by the question, but she answered anyway, "She's leading some of her people to avoid the orcs. She's currently accompanied by a girl about your age. She was recently named Heidis."

"If there is a chance in the future, you can get to know each other. As witches with similar ages, you will definitely become good friends, just like Coris and Lagetis." Selene said.

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Just as Loran Hill was recalling this timeline, exclamations suddenly came from the surroundings, and then she looked up and saw a large group of warriors breaking through the waves in the distance on the sea level.

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