After receiving the order, Sophia left Durandal's office.
Walking down the corridor, Sophia thought about this task while recalling her previous eting with Lan Qingyou.
The two of them officially t for the first ti when learning about Magic Arrays.
At that ti, the entire Supre Council sent out a full 101 Witches, including herself, who were at the level of top scholars or academic gods with exceptionally strong learning abilities.
But when they went their separate ways later, besides the dozen or so who, like her, were internal mbers of the Supre Council and stayed behind, the rest all chose to go live in the Forsaken Territory.
Although it was promised at the ti that potion production would continue.
But no one expected that such a fierce war would erupt later.
No... so expected it.
There definitely would be people who expected it.
But those people wouldn't be her.
Although she and the Witches who chose to stay behind were all internal personnel, they didn't have the right to know regarding intelligence.
So there must have been soone in the upper echelons of the Supre Council who knew about this matter from the massive amount of intelligence.
There might even be people who participated in this war.
But even so, it had nothing to do with their small group of Witches.
To put it bluntly, they only needed to execute orders after receiving them.
And under the circumstances where the vast majority of Witches had broken away from the control of the Supre Council, the dozen or so of them beca the minority in the Supre Council.
Did you think technology being held in the hands of the minority would result in courteous treatnt?
No... actually, after the number of people decreased, they were assigned even more work.
Especially in Brewing Potions.
Previously, although the Witches left, they would at least still hand over Potions, so it was relatively easy. But as the war started and the Black Witches cut off their supply, their workload beca heavier and heavier.
Although an activity like Brewing Potions could only be done twice a day at maximum capacity due to ti constraints, they couldn't withstand the increase in quantity.
From the initial twenty pots at a ti, to fifty pots later, and finally to one hundred pots.
To be honest, if it wasn't a gradual process, they really wouldn't have been able to keep up with this pace.
No... even so, when brewing, they also needed to consu so Mana Potions to keep up with the intensity of brewing one hundred pots at a ti.
As a result, many of them basically only ate breakfast once a day later on.
Because for the rest of the ti, their stomachs were full of Mana Potions that needed ti to digest.
If it weren't for the stomach dicine previously developed and sold by the Tower Witch, they might really not have been able to hold on.
As for why they didn't choose to leave, it was entirely because it was simply impossible to leave.
Not to ntion they were deeply bound to the Supre Council from the very beginning.
Just speaking of the Witch Race itself right now.
Whether it was the White Witches from the Workshop Faction or the Black Witches from the Tower Clan, they had both beco relatively sensitive because of that war, and even developed a sense of distrust towards others.
At this ti, if they left the Supre Council and joined other groups, it was basically declaring themselves as spies.
Even if they weren't, they would be in the eyes of others.
Being guarded against everywhere and having to act according to people's expressions wasn't what they wanted, so they didn't leave.
Of course, these were all just their excuses.
The real reason was that they couldn't bear to part with everything here.
After all, compared to others, they had entered the organization of the Supre Council shortly after transmigrating.
Although the Supre Council was also a Makeshift Operation in the beginning, it couldn't be ignored that the people inside were star politicians from Blue Star. Following such people, other things might be hard to say, but they would definitely suffer less hardship.
And the reality was indeed so.
Whether it was the initial sanctuary upgrades or the first Mana Tide, they lived through them well.
They even had a share in enjoying the first batch of Witch dicine bought at a high price.
Under these circumstances, even if the Supre Council fell out with their own race now, that was the business of those Witches outside.
Although they were a bit tired now, their living arrangents had never been reduced.
This point alone was enough for them to stay in this place.
And there was another, most important reason, one they wouldn't ntion to anyone.
That was, compared to those Witches outside, they had no competitive advantage at all.
Because in this 'good environnt', they only needed to brew potions and make Magic Arrays, so besides these two things, they didn't know any other skills.
The curses that only Witches could use?
What's that? They completely had no idea, and didn't have the channels to learn it, okay.
So a business trip like this could be considered, from a certain perspective, a way to 'go out for so fresh air' and relax.
After returning to her workshop, Sophia packed up a bit, then went to logistics to collect so supplies, and left the council via the Teleportation Array.
Her destination was the place where the Flying City was last seen disappearing.
From here on out, she needed to track the Flying City alone.
Of course, this so-called 'alone' wasn't actually that alone.
Because they received news of Durandal dispatching personnel, other bosses all gave their scouts orders to follow.
Leaving aside whether they could find it or not, the dispatched Sophia was still very famous among them.
After all, she was the Commander of the Supre Council's Witch Legion.
That's right.
Despite Sophia looking like this, she was actually a genuine Commander with the actual power of a 'legion' establishnt.
Well... at least that was the official statent to the outside.
As for how many Witches were still left in this Witch Legion, not many people knew.
"Commander Sophia, you don't mind us following, right?"
Not long after Sophia ca out of the local Adventurer City, she t the waiting scouts.
After all, these people were the last to see the Flying City. No matter what kind of monsters and freaks the people behind them were, they were indispensable for her mission.
For the next period, she would basically be traveling with these scouts.
Of course, these people were not only traveling companions but also her bodyguards.
Although the Forsaken War was over now, and the Witches were tracking down those who had invaded them before, this didn't an that Witch hunts were over.
On the contrary.
Because the Witches' strikes and thunderous thods made more people see the threat of Witches.
So secretly, whether it was Demon Hunters or other organizations, they were lobbying everywhere for people to join them and hunt Witches.
This was primarily to eliminate the threat.
After all, everyone now knew that Witch Blood or whatever wasn't sothing that could make people evolve at all; rather, it made people degrade.
"Of course not."
Sophia smiled.
Although she also very much wanted the rest of the Witches to accompany her, given the lack of potion supply, the logistics people simply wouldn't let the other Witches leave.
Even a Commander like her was only able to co out because of the Speaker's order.
One could imagine how difficult it was.
As for the standard flying broom of the Black Witches... sorry, that was an item not for external sale.
But it didn't matter.
Although it might be much slower, she had other substitutes.
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