Although Miss Divine Witch, as the envoy of the Eastern Sages, had personally confirmed Dorothy's identity as the New Saint, the homebody witch herself was quite puzzled.
She always thought of herself as just a somewhat clever, ordinary transmigrator, and such transmigrators were not uncommon in the Witch World, let alone in the entire universe.
But the Saint is different. Saints are omniscient and omnipotent, supreme and lofty, a great existence that can do anything and be everywhere.
During this period, Dorothy often looked at herself in the mirror, but every time, all she could see was, "As expected, I am really good-looking," and nothing more.
Hmm, doesn't this sudden proclamation of her as the New Saint feel a bit too predetermined?
