Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Fiona's expression froze, and she couldn't believe it: "Why?"

Cordelia replied calmly, "For your assertiveness, you started a war against the Voodoo Queen, resulting in one death and one serious injury to the witch academy students, shattering decades of peace."

"That's what Mary took the initiative to provoke!" Fiona said angrily, "It's her!" Take the initiative to attack the witch academy. It's her too! Ruins your face and blinds you. I'm here for you, and for the witches!

Cordelia shook her head: "The cause of everything is that you brought Mary's enemy Delphi back to the witch academy without permission. In addition, even if you want to retaliate, the stakes are high, and you should report to the council in advance, but Fiona you are in charge.

Fiona clenched her fists: "I am the Supreme Witch!"

"The Supreme Witch is here to protect the Witch Order, not to bring disaster to the Witch Order!"

Speaking of this, Cordelia looked straight at Fiona, as if looking straight into the depths of her heart, even if her eyes were blind, but this moment still made Fiona feel inexplicable.

"Why bring all the students here? They hadn't graduated yet and shouldn't have participated in last night's fight. Even if you want revenge, it is enough for you to go alone! You are the Supreme Witch!

After a few seconds of silence, Fiona explained, "The flowers in the greenhouse don't grow. In these increasingly dangerous times, young witches must grow up as soon as possible. I took them with me, just to exercise them.

"So one exercise caused one death and one serious injury?" Myrtle interjected at this time and said coldly, "I heard that if it weren't for Robb's efforts, I'm afraid there would be more than this number of casualties, and even everyone, including Fiona, would probably be wiped out."

"It was an accident, I didn't expect the witch hunter to come." Fiona whispered.

"This is also your failure. Since the war was provoked, then it is necessary to think about everything. Otherwise, I thought Fiona you deliberately wanted the younger generation of Salem witches to be buried there." Myrtle said meaningfully, "Just like the previous generation of Supreme Witches disappeared inexplicably." In the end, it is always one person who benefits.

Hearing this, Fiona's eyes twitched fiercely, took a deep breath, and looked at Myrtle with a sneer: "Rumors are spread from people like you who are full of jealousy. Mertel, I know that because I sat in the seat of the Supreme Witch and you did not, you do not want to discredit me at all times and satisfy your ugly heart.

Myrtle did not hide his disgust for Fiona: "Everything I do is for the Witch Order, and you, as the Supreme Witch, have only cared about your own enjoyment for decades, and it is normal for you to do things that harm others."

"Plus, soon you'll not be the Supreme Witch."

"What do you mean?!" Fiona's face was shocked, and she quickly straightened up and asked.

Pembroke spoke: "It has been confirmed by the Witchcraft Council that the Supreme Witch Fiona has launched an all-out war with Voodoo without the consent of the Council, and it has been established; Without the consent of the Council, he took the students of the Witch Academy to participate in the battle, resulting in the death of Salem Witch Nan and the serious injury of Queenie, which was established.

Myrtle announced: "It is finally confirmed that the Supreme Witch Fiona is determined to break the peace, causing the Witches to fall into the shadow of war again, and there is a serious failure." After a vote of all members of the Witchcraft Council, Fiona Supreme Witch was temporarily stripped of her position!

Kunting comforted: "It's only temporary. As long as Fiona can make up for it, the Supreme Witch position is still yours.

Pembroke: "Completely solve the Voodoo or witch hunter threat, this is how Fiona will make up for it." Myrtle

said: "During this period, all management of the witch academy was taken over by the council. Fiona, you have to get out of here. Kunting

: "Come on, Fiona!" I'm optimistic you'll return.

Pembroke: "If it can't be done, we don't mind waiting for the next Supreme Witch to appear."

Myrtle said, "Fiona, it's time for you to leave." "

In every word, the three of you directly announced the attitude of the Witchcraft Council, as well as the punishment for making claims against Fiona, provoking war, and resulting in the death of students.

Fiona was like a statue, motionless.

After a long time, she spoke jerkily, "I am the Supreme Witch, and you can't change this."

Myrtle said lightly: "In terms of mana, you are." But titleally, you are no longer . The Supreme Witch has never been a gift, but a duty, a heavy responsibility. The Witches don't recognize you, no matter how powerful you are.

Fiona clenched her fists.

At this moment, endless anger welled up in her heart, and she had an urge to kill everyone in this room.

But she didn't do it in the end.

Not only because she couldn't make a complete break with the witch group and become a mortal enemy.

All the more because she is old after all.

As a young woman who killed the previous generation of Supreme Witches in order to take office as soon as possible, she might do so.

But now....

In order not to be the first person in the history of the Witch Order to be truly stripped of the title of Supreme Witch and "admired" by future generations, she must accept all this now.

"Myrtle on finally winning me once in decades of miserable life, find a place where no one is to comfort your twisted heart."

Fiona took a deep breath, and after saying to Myrtle she looked at Cordelia with a complicated look in her eyes, and went upstairs to pack her luggage.

Soon, she left expressionlessly under everyone's gaze.

The college atmosphere was relaxed.

After adjusting her mood, Myrtle came to Robb after saying a few words with Cordelia, and said with surprise and joy: "Mr. Robb, it seems that my decision was correct when we first met, you were born one of us." Thank you for your service to the Witches last night.

"That's what I'm supposed to do."

Looking at the "Myrtle" in front of him, Robb said so, but his heart was very emotional.

If it weren't for the other party pulling him to the Witch Academy, he wouldn't have witnessed so many "wonderful" in a short time, and he improved himself so much with both gain and danger.

If he hadn't been forcefully pulled, now he should be sweating to find those weak supernatural beings under the threat of countdown again and again, for fear that he would be contained one day.

And not like now.

Counting the harvest of hunting voodoo witches, even if he does nothing, he can play happily for two or three months, and he doesn't have to worry about containment indicators at all.

I have to say that although I met with the Voodoo Queen, the other party gave him a rich gift.

I don't know if there will be such a good thing in the future.