Jiang Han had considered that witches might use all kinds of bizarre methods to obtain things "witches cannot obtain," but she had never imagined a method this outrageous.
"This is practically a heretical cultivation art," she said.
"How is it heretical?" As the witches' guardian, Angelite's every word was in defense of and consideration for witches.
She said, "Since paladins can use Charisma as an attribute, doesn't that fully prove that high-Charisma races should innately be able to possess paladin levels?"
This was the difference between the data-school of thought and the legendary "essence-school."
It was also a philosophical sophistry.
Witches might not love philosophy, but when it came to sophistry, they had one argument after another.
Jiang Han could not help but laugh. "Sister, witches' bodies themselves are made of carbohydrates and other rare substances. So if you drink those so-called mineral water carbonated beverages, wouldn't that be cannibalism? Not to mention the Witch Egg issue."
"Good sister, that still doesn't count as heretical."
Angelite held firm on this point. "If you had seen our witch paladins, you'd change your impression. They're so passionate and so gallant, just like paladins from other worlds, with exceptionally clear conviction and passion for everything they do!"
"But where am I supposed to find them?"
"Right in Avalon. There are several Can't Afford Clothes Little Witch Clubs on Avalon Sky Island—you can find them there. I remember one called Knight Boots and Garter Stockings. Maybe you could..."
Jiang Han waved a hand. "Sister, you know me."
Angelite covered her mouth. "I know you. You wouldn't be going there to spend money—you'd be going there to work, right?"
"Meow-aow!"
Jiang Han felt her fists harden.
Looking at Angelite rubbing her stomach, Jiang Han became certain of one thing: Angelite truly was not some