"The Law of Accidents in the theory of destiny, huh? That's so you, Little Fairy, even choosing a servant is special."
Even though Dorothy had merely dressed up her own thoughts with grandiose language, this did not prevent Senior Mia from seeing her through rose-colored glasses, applying a beauty filter in full force.
At this moment, the Golden Princess was looking at her with admiration, making the homebody witch herself feel a bit embarrassed.
Truly, what she referred to as fate was just checking if someone met her expectations; it really had nothing to do with the theory of destiny.
Even for witches as powerful as they were, there remained two forces they revered: the Power of Space-Time and the Power of Fate, both referred to as the Supreme Art. Witches talented in these areas were geniuses among geniuses.
Dorothy had a bit of capital to boast about when it came to the Power of Space-Time, but as for fate, she really couldn't comprehend it.
