Three months passed quickly.
Dorothy finally realized her long-held dream in the past few months, which was to enjoy a happy, carefree, and peaceful daily life with her good sisters.
Ironically, they were living on a warship, considered to be a top-tier weapon of war, and the warship was on its way to the battlefield.
Yet the reality was that these three months were indeed the most peaceful days Dorothy had experienced in a long time. In the void, there was only their fleet, and the fleet consisted entirely of their own people. The homebody witch was the fleet's supreme leader, so naturally, no one would bother to disturb her, and no one would interrupt her. She could fully pursue whatever she wished.
