"To hell with them, these people are really unreasonable, why are they so obsessed with someone they've never even seen?"
The green-haired beauty angrily tossed aside the Spellbook she was holding.
And from the discarded Spellbook, a cheerful voice still emerged.
"Hahaha, sorry, dear sister, it seems like you've run into a tough opponent this time, we're no match for them either."
This was Hermes' voice.
Dorothy: "....."
The homebody witch had every reason to suspect that this cheap sister of hers was intentionally wanting to see her embarrass herself, but suspicions alone were no evidence to convict a Sage of any crime.
Damn it, she's clearly the younger sister who split off from me, how has her personality grown so vile over time? It must be that bastard Athena's fault.
After all, the cheap sister had just helped her, so Dorothy didn't have the heart to blame her sister for not working hard. She could only silently blame some awful Old Six in her heart.
