Sophilia on the side reminded her.

Dorothy suddenly understood after hearing this. She remembered the young Seraph who had come to play chess with her before but was abused.

"Miss Michael?"

The otaku witch couldn't help but sigh that Miss Seraph, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was so majestic.

But heaven is indeed like this. Innate personality determines everything. Even though Miss Michael is still very young, her car, her subjects, her fleet, her palace, and her throne have all been prepared long ago.

Well, all we have to do is wait for her to grow up and be crowned.

"Speaking of which, Sofilia, if you go back with Aunt Gabriel, your treatment should be better than this."

Dorothy thought of this.

"That's natural. Although Miss Michael is indeed excellent, she is still a little behind me."

Sophilia made a few gestures without being modest at all.

However, she does have the capital to not be modest. After all, she is far ahead in terms of background and talent.

"But heaven cannot give me the sense of security I have now."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The pure white witch suddenly looked at the otaku witch and said this.

Dorothy: "......"

The otaku witch's face turned rosy.

Damn it, Sophilia, this is a battlefield, you should put your strategy on the battlefield properly, don't let me shake the morale of the army here.

She was a little dizzy from being hit by the straight ball, and she didn't dare to turn her head to look at the housekeeper beside her, so she could only stare at the angel fleet opposite with her eyes wide open.

Sophilia also showed a victorious smile when she looked at the shy young lady.

And soon, the command station received an unfamiliar communication request. Without even thinking about it, I knew that this must be from the angel fleet on the opposite side.

"Number Zero, please get through."

Dorothy ordered the housemaid.

As a result, the scene opposite them soon appeared in front of the two of them.

And the result was indeed as they expected, it was Miss Michael, the future King of Angels.

At this time, the blond eight-winged Seraph lady was sitting on the throne of the temple, holding a majestic scepter and a gorgeous divine sword in her hands.

Under the throne, her courtiers stood in two rows. On the left were the battle angels wearing gorgeous armor and holding weapons, and on the right were the priest angels wearing gorgeous divine robes and holding scriptures.

But now, everyone on the other side looked through the communication screen at Dorothy and Sophia beside her.

Um, okay, actually he looked at Sophilia and the pure white witch next to her.

In the eyes of these angels, Sophilia is much more important than Dorothy.

That is to say, Miss Michael's eyes were always fixed on her.

"Miss, do we want to cooperate?"
Chapter completed!