Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

[Dear Hexia student, welcome to your application to Yuanting Academy. After review by our teachers, your application has been approved. Please come to our school on May 28 for the re-examination. For this, you will need to prepare the following...]

The girl blinked, somewhat incredulous and surprised. How did that noblewoman know her name and specific contact information?

"Dantalion, you haven't forgotten that you signed a contract to work here, have you? And that senior lady is also one of the shareholders of the store," Huale said, knowing full well what she was thinking from the look on her face.

With a mix of anticipation and absent-mindedness, Hexia finished her morning work, and then at noon, the store distributed a box of biscuits to each maid.

The specially crafted metal box looked like a cut-open light blue cake, and when opened, it was densely packed with neatly arranged long biscuits, colored in five rows: pink, white, yellow, white, blue, which looked rather cute.

The T4 grade sweet fragrance biscuits from 'Chiffon Homeland' could replenish magic power, restore physical strength, and slightly increase the stability of the Transcendent Core. It was a popular product, with an official website price of 2000 Federation Coins.

"So this is the snack for the month, I thought it would be chocolate," Belfeng said as she opened the biscuit box and started biting one after another.

Dantalion (Hexia), Belfeng, and Deklabi sat in a corner of the main hall, resting and chatting.

"Dantalion, this is your first time getting a snack, isn't it? Actually, it's distributed once a month, usually around T4 grade, and it's one of the perks of our store," she said.

"When working in the store, it's inevitable to miss meal times, but you can't have free access to the store's special ingredients, so snacks are provided as compensation," the senior maid explained.

"Just this box of snacks is almost as much as a month's salary," Hexia clicked her tongue, as she had never eaten such expensive treats before.

"Indeed, if you only count the base salary," the rabbit-eared maid said, shaking her ears.

"I usually buy them myself anyway, because eating more is good for advancement, after all, it's definitely not a loss once it's been eaten~"

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, someone is challenging me again this afternoon. I'm off, you two chat," Belfeng said, handing the biscuit box to Deklabi for safekeeping before she ran off to the gaming area.

"Dantalion, won't you try some?" Deklabi had just opened the box, it took her small hands quite some effort to pry it open.

"Hmm." Hexia was indeed a bit reluctant to eat them, but then she thought, there's no use in just keeping them; she would regret it if they went bad later on.

After opening the lid, she picked up a white one and bit into it. A sweet aroma of milk exploded along with the crispness of the wheat biscuit—it was very delicious... Indeed, T4 level snacks are all made so exquisitely.

"Dantalion also chose white," Deklabi said from across, looking at Hexia and her own biscuit, appearing somewhat happy.

Among the maids in the store, the two of them were the closest in age and got along the most easily. Although the seniors took good care of Hexia, it was still not as relaxing as being with Deklabi.

Elders and seniors always put a bit of pressure on people.

Together with Deklabi, holding the box of biscuits, Hexia went to her small White Feather Church, a place like a secluded hollow in a tree, offering a sense of peace.

"Deklabi, you're graduating this year too, right?" Hexia asked, curious.

"Yes."

"Which school are you planning to go to?"

"It's a special church high school in South First District."

"A church high school?"

"Right. The school is mostly filled with students from the Radiant Feather Sequence, and we also have to study the doctrines, follow the rituals, and participate in various activities."

"Does the school particularly worship some kind of existence?"

"In the school, we broadly worship angels. We are all followers of the angelic path, everything for the sake of a pure, primal heart," Deklabi said, devoutly pressing her hand to her chest, her voice like an ethereal holy song.

To this day, the 'Primal Heart' faction originating from the Twilight Era still holds sway in human civilization, and its followers, largely from the Radiant Feather Sequence, were once known as the Angelic Sequence in ancient times.

"Which angel did Deklabi choose to align with?"

"It's the Angel Mila of the Guardian Wind. Although not very powerful, she was chosen as my guiding star because she has the highest compatibility with me."

There have been many great individuals in human history who, although they have passed away, their spiritual will has turned into widely-recognized concepts and symbols. If someone could align with their deeds and couple it with certain rituals, they could receive a response from the Aijieka Sea. Among these, the most famous is the 'Angel's Descent Ceremony' of the Radiant Feather Sequence.

This Descent Ceremony does not bring ancient sages back to life but attaches some of their past abilities or powers onto the ceremony performer.

There are many names for angels, but generally, the shorter the name, the more powerful the angel. The Angel Mila of the Guardian Wind is among the upper third rank of resident angels in the church's hierarchy.

"I vaguely remember that Mila was a rabbit-eared race in history, and in the murals of her being made a saintly angel later, she is depicted with snow-white rabbit ears," Hexia recalled her previously acquired knowledge.

"Uh, yes, so Senior Belfeng takes extra care of me," Deklabi said sheepishly, her light golden pentagram on her forehead flickering as she sat on the cushioned floor, tucking in her legs.