102 Be Proud Of Yourself
Selma Payne’s POV:
No matter how powerful the werewolf grandmaster was, he could not do anything to a pure white spell, even if it was a spell constructed with it as a blueprint.
This also meant that the witch who could use this kind of witchcraft was either a pure white witch who had kept her identity a secret for many years or had the blood of a pure white witch.
The southern Duke had an unforgettable relationship with a pure white witch…
“That’s a good move,” I said. However, I felt that I had underestimated Carolyn. “Should we change our plan?”
The original plan was for the werewolf grandmaster to pretend to be a school employee and set up a magic circle to seal the witch in the school. This way, no one would know, and the students would not be in danger.
It wasn’t that my parents didn’t care about the students’ safety, but time was of the essence. Once the summer break started, Carolyn and the southern Duke would have to return to the Southern Pack. By then, it would be impossible to capture her.
However, Carolyn was suspected of having the blood of a pure white witch, so the magic circle that sealed the witch was probably not very effective on her. The core of the magic circle was a strand of hair left behind many years ago, belonging to the pure white witch who died for the southern Duke. It was an eternal rule that no one of the same kind would be killed.
“Don’t be anxious, Selma. The plan remains the same. Since Carolyn is already suspicious, we can’t panic and give her a chance to escape. The werewolf grandmasters have changed the structure of the magic circle at the last minute. Now, please pass the phone to Dorothy. Some missions must be completed by her.”
Dorothy and I had been using the same headphones. She immediately said, “I’m listening, Your Majesty. Please speak.”
“Child, I hope you can try your best to use your prophetic ability the moment the magic circle takes effect,” my father said. “But you don’t have to observe the future. You just have to think about the present, concentrate on thinking about the present, and insert your thoughts into Carolyn’s mind. It won’t take long, just one second.
“It’s very dangerous to interfere with a witch’s thoughts. So you need something to pretend to be one of her kind to deceive her self-defense mechanism, such as a few strands of pure white witch’s hair.
“Sir Aldrich will send you these crucial props. In ten minutes, he will be waiting for you at the entrance of the Sivir Academy.”
Dorothy accepted the mission but said hesitantly, “I still can’t control my power well. I’ve tried my best to practice, but it will take more time… What if I fail?”
My father chuckled and said kindly, “Don’t worry, child. You’re not fighting alone. Don’t forget that Selma, the werewolf grandmasters, and I are all supporting you.
“Believe in yourself. Do you remember what the werewolf master said about you? A once-in-a-century genius. Pure white witches might be rare, but the sorcery geniuses of the werewolves were even more precious, right? This is a gift from the Moon Goddess and the goddess of fate. With their blessing, you will be better than everyone else.”
Dorothy visibly relaxed, but she still asked hesitantly, “But what if … What if I really fail?”
“It doesn’t matter if you fail,” my father said softly. “At least you tried your best. No one can blame a hero who tried to protect the people. Dorothy, no matter what, you should be proud of yourself.”
Dorothy was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, “I will work hard!”
My father hung up the phone after giving a few instructions.
Dorothy and I quickly ran to the school gate, where Aldrich was already waiting.
“Good morning, Selma, Dorothy.” He bowed like a gentleman and handed me the glass bottle in his hand. “Her Majesty said you forgot something and asked me to run an errand for her.”
“Thank you,” I said and took it reservedly as I saw a few strands of silk-like white hair in the bottle.
Aldrich did not stay for long. He still had to hide it in front of others, be it his relationship with me or the fact that he knew Dorothy.
We silently exchanged a sweet look. I tried my best not to stare at Aldrich’s back as he walked further away. Instead, I pulled Dorothy along and ran away as if nothing had happened.
Dorothy weaved the three strands of hair into her bun on the way. Thanks to the hair gel the stylist sprayed on her; they blended perfectly into Dorothy’s thick, black hair.
The open-air boxing arena was filled with cheers. Excited students were loudly encouraging the players they supported. Occasionally, some smart people wanted to fish in troubled waters and set up underground bets, even though the teachers would eventually catch them.
Mara’s face turned red as she waved at Dorothy and me, shouting, “Where did you guys go? I didn’t know that the school had turned the female toilet into a maze.”
I lied with a poker face. “We met other clubs performing on the way. So we watched them for a while.”
“If I hadn’t spent three hours getting my hair done this morning, I would’ve played a few rounds, too,” said Avril with regret.
