Miss Witch, it's time to clean up the entries

Night fell like a massive black curtain, slowly consuming the entire city of Yalong.

The lights on both sides of the street appeared particularly dim in the darkness, as if they would be swallowed by the night at any moment.

The carriage carrying Ophelia sped along the silent street, its wheels crushing the cobblestone road, creating a dull sound.

Inside the carriage, the attendant stared intently at his pocket watch, his brow furrowed as if a single second's delay would trigger unforeseen consequences.

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"Why is His Majesty summoning me so late at night?"

Ophelia asked softly, a hint of unease in her voice.

The attendant shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the pocket watch, his lips tightly sealed as if uttering a single word would reveal some important secret.

Ophelia turned her head and looked out the window.

The scenery of the district appeared blurred in the night, with occasional dim yellow lights shining from the windows, reflecting her slightly furrowed brow.

Her fingers unconsciously caressed the edge of the car window, and she faintly sensed that this summons must be related to the engagement between Li En and Dorothy.

He sat behind a large desk, holding a document in his hand, his eyes deep and cold.

His new queen, Emma Burke, stood beside him, tall and straight, her eyes indifferent, like a statue.

Ophelia curtsied slightly and saluted the two of them,

"Good evening, Your Majesty. Good evening, Your Majesty the Queen."

Augulas nodded slightly and handed her the document in his hand,

"Take a look."

Ophelia took the document, and the moment her fingertips touched the paper, she felt a chill.

Her eyes quickly scanned the contents of the document, and as she read further, her expression gradually became serious, her brow furrowed, and her lips slightly pursed.

"Your Majesty, the witches are loyal to the empire. What will happen to the empire's borders without them? The Burns Empire is eyeing us covetously, and there are also monsters outside the high walls. We cannot do without the witches."

Her voice was slightly urgent, and her fingers tightly gripped the edge of the document, her knuckles slightly white.

Augulas's expression remained cold, as if he were discussing an insignificant matter,

"Ophelia, witches used to be the empire's trump card, the Frank family's most powerful weapon, but now that we have lost the [Ear of Ignorance], witches have become time bombs."

After a pause, he continued,

"The Creed family will soon declare war on the Moria and Hall families. Before that, we cannot let witches become an obstacle to us."

Ophelia was slightly stunned, and a flash of shock appeared in her eyes.

The Creed family is going to declare war on the Moria and Hall families? Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and she felt a faint sense of unease.

"But the witches have done nothing wrong. To let them all die for this potential hidden danger is too cruel."

Her voice trembled slightly, and the hand holding the document tightened involuntarily, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Augulas's gaze remained cold,

"Ophelia, witches are just experimental subjects. You shouldn't develop feelings for them. As the director of the Guardian Bureau, you should consider the empire and the Frank family."

Ophelia lowered her head, her eyes falling on the document in her hand, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

She controlled the collar switches of all the witches. With a simple press of a button, the witches would instantly lose their lives.

This power had once made her feel at ease, but now it was like a heavy shackle, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"As long as we retrieve the Mermaid Crystal, we can manufacture as many witches as we want in the future. As for the Burns Empire, it is not to be feared at all.

"The vacancy of the High Tower Witch can be temporarily filled by the Six-Star Knight. As long as we get through this special period and retrieve the [Ear of Ignorance], we can create new witches."

Augulas's voice was calm and cold. He had already made his decision and was simply conveying an order.

"If you really can't bear it, the witch affairs can be handed over to Queen Emma in the future."

He added, his eyes sweeping over Emma beside him.

Ophelia's fingers trembled slightly. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She knew that she had no choice.

Fortunately, she no longer needed to choose.

She was just angry for the witches.

"No, I am the daughter of the Frank family, the director of the Guardian Bureau. I know my responsibility, and I will carry out His Majesty's orders."

Her voice was low and firm.

"The Witch Reboot Plan must not be known to anyone. Do not cause panic, and be quick."

There was a hint of unquestionable command in Augulas's voice.

"Understood, Your Majesty," Ophelia responded in a low voice.

"Ophelia, step back," Augulas waved his hand, signaling her to leave.

"Yes," Ophelia bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Emma watched Ophelia's departing figure, a complex look flashing in her eyes.

She turned her head and looked at Augulas, asking faintly, "Is she trustworthy?"

"She is my sister."

"Mary is also your sister."

There was a hint of probing in Emma's tone.

Augulas's brow furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes,

"Ophelia and Mary are different."

"What's the difference?" Emma asked, staring intently at Augulas.

"Mary used to follow Father to fight in the east and west. Although Father always treated her as my whetstone, he did not train her less, giving her resources. In addition, Randall has been supporting her behind the scenes, so she can be so successful and become the overlord of the South.

"Ophelia is different. Her parents died in that war. She has no one to support or rely on in the family. She relied on herself to step by step to become the director of the Guardian Bureau. She knows how hard-won her position today is, so she will not give up everything."

"Anyone can betray the family, but she won't."

There was a hint of certainty in Augulas's voice, as if he were stating an unquestionable fact.

Emma did not speak again, but quietly looked at Augulas.

Ophelia took the carriage and left the bustling palace, returning to the Guardian Bureau's office.

This office was not only her place of work, but also where she usually rested.

The room was simply furnished, with an old pendulum clock hanging on the wall. The pendulum swayed rhythmically, making a slight ticking sound.

Ophelia sat at her desk, her eyes on the pendulum clock, watching the time pass by second by second. Her fingers unconsciously tapped on the table, her mind filled with thoughts.

She opened the drawer and took out the special button developed by the wise men.

This button was handed to her by the previous director when she had just become the director of the Guardian Bureau.

The surface of the button was smooth and cold, as if reminding her of what she was about to do.

The essence of the Witch Reboot Plan was to kill all the existing witches, recover the Witch Crystals in their heads, and manufacture a new batch of witches.

This was a very cruel plan, and Ophelia had once thought that the empire would never carry out this plan.

"Director, it's so late, aren't you resting yet?" The voice of Witch Captain Fula came from outside the door, interrupting her thoughts.

Ophelia raised her head and looked at Fula, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calm,

"Summon all the witches to the Red Tower."

A hint of surprise flashed in Fula's eyes. Although she didn't know what the director was going to do, she immediately carried out the order and turned to leave.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ophelia's mouth.

Perhaps Li En had already guessed that this day would come, so he made her his slave? Because in this way, she would never betray him, and she would not have to give up everything she has now, and she would not have to be in a dilemma.

When she did not tell Augulas that the [Ear of Ignorance] was in her hands, she had already made a choice.

Ophelia stood up and walked towards the Red Tower, her high-heeled boots making rhythmic footsteps on the floor. Her steps were firm, as if each step was leading to the end of fate.

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She walked into the Red Tower, looked at all the witches gathered here, and swept her eyes across their faces, a complex emotion surging in her heart.

"Answer me a question."

Her voice echoed in the empty Red Tower, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"Are you willing to follow me forever?"

"We are willing."

The witches answered in unison, their voices echoing throughout the Red Tower.

"Even if I betray the empire and become an enemy of the Frank family?"

Ophelia asked again.

The witches were all stunned, especially Witch Captain Fula.

In their dictionary, there was no betrayal, only loyalty.

...

Moonlight, like water, spilled onto the roof of the Rose Manor, the silver radiance adding a touch of gentleness to this tranquil night.

Li En and Sophie sat side by side on the roof, the breeze gently blowing, bringing the faint fragrance of roses from the distant rose garden.

The surroundings of the manor were shrouded in night, with only a few dim yellow lights shining from the windows, reflecting the blurred figures of the two.

After Catherine left, Li En brought Sophie here.

Alex Fort was now filled with the noise of celebrating his engagement to Dorothy, and the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses seemed to echo in his ears.

Li En knew that such an environment was too noisy for Sophie, and even a little harsh.

Although Diane liked Sophie very much, she was naturally lively, and after seeing Dorothy become her sister-in-law, she did not hesitate to pester Dorothy.

Alexander and Diane formed a like-minded "foodie duo" and were immersed in the pleasure of food all day long.

Since returning from the Azure Dragon Court, Li En had been busy dealing with various affairs and had almost no time to be with Sophie, which made him feel deeply guilty.

Although the news of the engagement was low-key, it had already spread throughout the country, and Sophie naturally knew about it.

However, she never mentioned this to Li En, and her face remained calm, as if she had buried all her emotions deep in her heart.

"Sophie, are you blaming me?"

Li En asked tentatively, a hint of unease in his voice.

Sophie shook her head, her silver hair shimmering slightly in the moonlight, her eyes still calm, like a bottomless lake.

"Dorothy saved me before, and I promised to marry her."

Li En said slowly, his voice low and gentle, as if explaining, and as if seeking understanding.

Sophie raised her head, looking at Li En with ignorance, a hint of doubt in her eyes,

"What do you want to say?"

Li En took a deep breath, looking at Sophie with firm eyes,

"I just want to tell you that neither Catherine nor Dorothy can replace your position in my heart."

As he said, he gently took Sophie's hand.

Sophie's fingers trembled slightly, as if she wanted to withdraw, but Li En held her tighter.

Her fingertips were cold, as if resisting, but unable to break free.

Li En gently hugged her in his arms, his voice gentle and low,

"My marriages with them are just political marriages. What they like is the powerful Li En Moria, the heir to the Creed family who can help them. Only when I am with you, I am the real Li En. Sophie, although it is selfish to say this, please don't leave me, okay?"

Sophie's body stiffened slightly. After a moment, she nodded gently, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "Okay, I will always protect you."

A hint of emotion flashed in Li En's eyes. He let go of her hand, gently holding Sophie's cheek. In the moonlight, her face was beautiful and cold, as if she did not eat human fireworks.

The breeze blew, messing up her silver hair, and Li En couldn't help but reach out to tidy it up for her.

"Marry me, okay?" There was a hint of expectation in Li En's voice, looking at her with burning eyes.

But Sophie shook her head, her voice calm and firm, "Not good."

Li En's hand stiffened slightly, a hint of incomprehension flashing in his eyes, "Why?"

Sophie raised her head, her eyes clear and firm, "You already have a fiancée, two."

She held up two fingers, her tone without a trace of waves.

Li En was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

He knew Sophie's temperament. Although she was willing to continue staying by his side, her pride and self-esteem did not allow her to become his third wife.

Sophie's choice was to continue to be his guardian, silently guarding him every day, protecting his safety.

In the moonlight, the shadows of the two were stretched very long, as if they were integrated into this quiet night.

Sophie's eyes were still calm, but Li En could feel the firmness and helplessness deep in her heart.

The breeze blew again, bringing the faint fragrance of roses in the rose garden.

"Sophie, I can always think of a way to change your mind."

"No."

Sophie was very firm this time.

Li En sighed. He found that his road to chasing his wife was still a bit long, especially when there were more wives.

"But I won't give up. You will definitely become my wife in the future."

Li En said definitely.

Sophie's cheeks flushed slightly as she raised her head, gazing at the bright moonlight.

The future will take care of itself.