Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

The festive atmosphere faded, and people returned to their daily lives. This had little impact on Loren’s family, as none of them actually needed to go to work.

The only real effect was that Luna needed to attend classes, but she went purely because she enjoyed it, not because she had any genuine need to.

Loren also occasionally taught a few classes when he had nothing better to do. He would talk about whatever he wanted, and any class Loren taught was guaranteed to result in high grades for the students.

It wasn’t because Loren was a particularly good teacher; it was simply that no one dared give low marks, fearing they might offend him.

Several months passed like this, and then Loren received an invitation—an invitation from the Nofica Theocracy.

They invited Loren to become the headmaster of Nofica’s largest magic academy, offering him the highest position right from the start.

As the headmaster of Nofica’s premier magic academy, his status would be roughly equivalent to a king’s. However, a position of that level held no appeal for Loren.

Furthermore, being headmaster meant more responsibilities. Teaching for fun was one thing, but actually serving as headmaster seemed like a hassle to Loren.

Nevertheless, Loren ultimately agreed to go teach there temporarily. The reason was simple: Loren wanted to obtain the Dawn Princess’s Diary from their library.

Besides, he had nothing better to do. Going there for a look around seemed nice, and Anna really liked the desserts from the Nofica Theocracy.”Do you all want to go?”

After receiving this news, Loren first asked his family. If they didn’t want to go, he could simply not go. After all, his goal was just the Dawn Princess’s Diary; he could always make a special trip for it later.

”Of course we’re going!”

Anna was the first to voice her support. Recalling the taste of those desserts, she unconsciously drooled, forcing Loren to take out a handkerchief and wipe her mouth.

”I want to go too. In the past, whenever I passed by that place, the people there were all arrogant and haughty. They looked down on travelers and even more so on outsiders, their eyes perpetually filled with disdain. I’d like to see how they’ll look at us now.”

Laila had a deep impression of the Nofica Theocracy.

The ordinary people there indeed lived well—so well that it became a breeding ground for the spread of the Rainbow Plague. It was normal for them to look down on foreigners who couldn’t even eat their fill.

After all, countless Bountiful followers were desperately trying to join the Nofica Theocracy; this was the source of their superiority complex.

But there was one thing Loren found hard to understand. There were also differences among foreigners. If the visitors were other Bountiful followers, the locals would look at them as if they were dirt beneath their feet. But if the visitors were followers of other faiths, it was different—they’d practically kneel down and lick their boots.

Even if the living conditions of those other followers were far inferior to their own.

Loren genuinely couldn’t understand this. If it were just about admiring strength, currying favor with the powerful, or climbing the social ladder, that would be one thing. Loren could understand an ordinary person licking up to a noble. But they were licking up to people who were far beneath them.

The people of the Gedlan Kingdom also had this flaw, just not as severe as those in the Nofica Theocracy.

”Alright, what about the others?”

”I’m fine either way, as long as you’re taking care of me.”

Scarlett sat on a chair, took a bite of fruit, and the juice dripped onto her maid uniform. Loren had no choice but to take a piece of paper and wipe it for her.

Loren had almost forgotten that Scarlett was supposed to be his maid. Clearly, he was the one taking care of her all along.

Forget it. If she can’t be a maid, can’t be a pet, then she can just be storage.

”I’m going with you!”

Luna also expressed her opinion. Loren wasn’t surprised by this. The witches never cared about where they were going; they just wanted to follow Loren.

”Then, do you want a more impressive diploma?”

Loren asked. Since they were going anyway, helping Luna get a diploma would be an easy task.

”Is that really okay?”

Even now, Luna was still a bit reserved, treating Loren with great respect.

”As long as you want it, it’s okay.”

Loren patted Luna’s head and replied.

”If you’d like, you can bring your friend along too. I can say a word and get her enrolled.”

”You also don’t need to worry about it taking too long. We’ll probably be back around summer vacation.”

”Thank you, Master Mentor.”

Luna looked very happy. Having lived as an ordinary girl for so long, Luna understood very well the value of such a diploma.

Moreover, Loren was even willing to help Jessica get one too. Luna was well aware of how much Jessica had helped her. One could even say that she had been able to reach this point with Loren because Jessica had been pushing her from behind.

So Luna had long wanted to find a way to repay Jessica. This was the perfect opportunity.

”It’s wonderful to be able to go to more places with you!”

Lilith also seemed very excited. Although Loren had already helped her overcome her weakness to sunlight, she hadn’t traveled to very distant places before.

Going somewhere so far for the first time, Lilith was somewhat excited. The key point was going with Loren.

Cecilia, hiding under the table, grabbed Loren’s ankle, indicating that she wanted to go too.

There was no need to ask Mirrorheart’s opinion; she would definitely choose to follow Loren. Loren felt she had remained silent all this time just waiting for him to ask, so she could then say something explosive.

”Can you take us with you this time?”

Seraphina made the request, her voice sounding somewhat humble.

”Of course.”

After spending so much time together, Loren had gradually come to see the maids as truly his own people, especially Seraphina.

Movila stood on Loren’s shoulder. Even without speaking, she had made her thoughts clear.

Moreover, Movila could exist simultaneously in both the Gedlan Kingdom and the Nofica Theocracy.

They had been discussing for so long, but Naclis hadn’t spoken at all. Loren had noticed her.

Naclis seemed a bit distracted. She was thinking about their first trip out together, back when they were going to the Royal Capital. It was just the four of them back then.

Now, there were so many more people. Ever since the household had grown, Naclis hadn’t slept with Loren again.

”Naclis, do you want to go?”

”Mhm.”

Faced with Loren’s question, Naclis just gave a soft acknowledgment, maintaining her cool and aloof demeanor.

”Alright then. Pack your things and get ready to depart. I’ll go inform the envoys from the Nofica Theocracy.”

To invite Loren, the Nofica Theocracy had sent quite a few people. This group was currently at the Church, having waited for Loren for a long time.

”We’ll leave tomorrow. No need to bring too much stuff; the Church will prepare things for us. Anything we don’t have, we can just buy there.”

As he said this, he felt a bit emotional about his current wealth. Back at the very beginning, the earliest dress Naclis wore was one Loren had altered from his own black robe.

Thinking of this, Loren suddenly realized something. Perhaps the reason Naclis always liked wearing black clothes was to commemorate that time.

They were very poor back then, but with each other’s company, it wasn’t so hard after all.