Moreover, this City of Sin had always been a multicultural haven, teeming with vampires, werewolves, various orcs, and even elves and such—demons and monsters could be found everywhere.
Thus, now you can see dwarves leaving the factory together after their shift to drink at the tavern, Elf Mages cruising around in their newly purchased steam locomotives to flirt, industrious orcs laying down railway tracks, while sophisticated vampires in tailcoats watched the rail laying with intrigued eyes.
Hmm, that mixture of the advanced and the antiquated, of punk flavor where science and magic coexisted, had emerged.
Only now, most people were smiling, and there was a gleam in their eyes, unlike a few months ago, when everyone could only hide sadly at home, waiting for the oppression from the wicked to come at any moment.
Life had direction, and naturally, people seemed filled with passion.
And all of this, thanks to the Church of Machinery, thanks to the Mechanical Monks, praise be to machinery.
Therefore, whenever someone passed by the Mechanical Church, there would always be those who stopped in their tracks, then either solemnly doff their hats or kiss their Sacred Hammer Necklaces, to express their gratitude to the Church of Machinery for bestowing hope upon them.
Hmm, at first glance, it seemed as though things were looking up.
But don't forget, this was still the City of Sin, the Devil's domain, and these witches were no more than temporary lodgers, under someone else's roof.
Even though the Satan City Lord, whose true identity was the Archdemon of Original Sin, had not expelled them but instead generously lent them land and freedom, they were now indeed considering building a territory of their own.
Besides, establishing the Holy City Pandora was, after all, the Divine King's historical mission, and the first phase of these witches' main quest was to await the construction of the Holy City.
Only, Dorothy had since altered history, so it was up to her to think of ways to rectify it.
It's just that, the historical Holy City Pandora wasn't actually anything special—in essence, it was a place where the God King, seeing injustice, had drawn her blade to aid, rescuing many impoverished commoners who were being persecuted to the brink of death by the Church and nobility, and these commoners had become followers of the God King.
Ultimately, the God King led these followers to a scarcely trodden land in the Barbaric Wilderness to settle, where she and her followers constructed a settlement and even announced to all the oppressed that they were welcome there.
Gradually, the early settlement became a village, then a town, and finally a city.
But now, obviously, there was no time for Dorothy to develop things this slowly—Sophia, accompanied by All Angels, would be arriving in two days, leaving her only two days to build a city.
Building a city in two days? Is that realistic?
It's very unrealistic; it's neither scientific nor magical.
However, luckily, she had actually prepared all the groundwork in advance—science plus magic offered hope for creating this miracle.
In fact, the plan for building the city had been ready for some time; she had just been thinking about preparing even more thoroughly, which is why she had been delaying it until now.
And now, Dorothy suddenly recalled Sophia's recent words.
Yes, they had no other choice, so there was nothing to hesitate about. Let's get to work.
"Hmm, let's start the plan two days from now, we shall build our city with the bones of Angels."
The Homebody Witch turned and declared.
...Dorothy was gathering strength...