"No, these two schools are not suitable for you."
Dorothy's impulsive temper flared up subconsciously, and she promptly opposed her daughter's choice.
"What's unsuitable about them? I think they're quite good. I took a long time to make this decision, Mother Superior. Don't forget the freedom you promised me."
Dorothy would not accept this.
Her declaration was meant to inform, not to negotiate. She had always maintained that her life was hers to control, and she disliked anyone meddling with her future.
"That's because Sophia didn't use her full strength, not because your ability truly earned my approval. Don't you have any idea of your own level?"
"I don't care about that, I won the previous time anyway. Are you saying that a Peak Witch like yourself doesn't keep her word?"
"You're wasting your talent..."
