House Witch

Chapter 117 116. Madeline’s little wish

Fine

Seeing the "do you believe it or not" look in the eyes of the angel witch and succubus who were still riding broomsticks in the sky, Dorothy put away the fishing rod in her hand and shivered for a while.

Can’t there be more trust between people in this world? Am I, Dorothy, the kind of person who lies casually? When I say I'm teaching puppetry, I really mean it.

Hmm, although I do want to tease this innocent little junior sister, but this is just a means of entertaining and educating, huh.

At the moment, she simply did not explain, but directly changed from passive to active.

"Well, you haven't eaten yet, do you want to join us?"

She pointed to the barbecue mountain next to her, which was still majestic even though it had lost its top for some reason. She was so invited.

Anyway, the people present are no longer strangers, and the two people opposite are just her defeated enemies, so there is nothing to fear.

The arrogant and unreasonable otaku witch is deceiving herself in her heart.

Her strategy is called gagging others with delicious food.

"Okay, okay, senior sister, I'll be here right away."

As soon as they heard this, the two little dolls beside Dorothy cheered, and then with a snap, a fit and graceful figure jumped up directly from downstairs.

Madeleine: "."

The succubus was speechless looking at her silly proactive sister.

Audrey, Audrey, what about your social fear? Why didn't you go to a dinner party when someone called you in the past? Can this mere barbecue be better than the delicacies of the mountains and seas at those top parties in the past?

But Madeleine didn't say much in the end.

After all, for the first time besides her family, my sister has someone she is not afraid of. In a sense, this is also a good thing.

If this were the case before, she might have been worried that someone was plotting something against her sister, but now, after having a fist-to-heart fight in yesterday's battle, she had already recognized this somewhat mysterious eldest lady.

Although the opponent's martial arts skills are still very immature and the tactics are extremely insidious, these are just the surface. For a martial artist of her level, the martial arts belief revealed between the fists and feet is the so-called warrior. The soul is the key point, and the warrior soul of this young lady is very clear and awe-inspiring.

Yesterday, during the first defeat in the martial arts competition in her life, at the last moment when she was about to lose consciousness, the succubus witch could clearly see the soul of the warrior who defeated her opponent.

It was a lonely figure sitting on the cold skeletal throne among the broken sword tombs, at the top of the corpse mountain and sea of ​​blood.

She is obviously not an invincible genius. The broken battle robe on her body, the broken weapon in her hand, the broken dragon horn on her head, the broken dragon scales under the battle robe, etc. all tell her story. There have been countless tragic failures in the past.

But she finally survived to the end and sat proudly on the skeletal throne made of the corpses of past enemies. The eyes are so dazzling and dazzling.

Madeline saw in the haziness that the figure who looked like a god of war stood up from the throne and walked gently to her martial spirit.

And because she had never failed in the past, her robes were clean and tidy, and her body was spotless. She seemed to be the most glorious paladin in the story. At this time, she was like a paper tiger, facing this look. The seemingly downtrodden opponent invaded in a hurry, and even lacked the courage to fight against it. In the end, he was defeated in one blow and became another corpse in the mountain of corpses under the throne of the God of All Wars. Make up.

Therefore, she did lose yesterday's competition, even though the club members had been angrily speaking for her afterwards, comforting her, saying that she did not lose purely in martial arts, but this time the rules were unfair to her, so the result was unfair. Nothing.

But as a warrior, Madeline couldn't deceive herself. She knew that she had lost, and she had lost so badly that she had been killed so much that she had lost all her armor.

Her belief as a warrior was lost.

Of course, these are not the main point. The main point is that this eldest lady's martial spirit is so handsome, and she is completely her ideal type.

Ahem, it’s actually a bit shameful and embarrassing to say it, but Madeleine, who was born in an artistic family and should have put on the most beautiful clothes and the most charming makeup to sing and dance on stage, is why she grew crooked. , and turned into the succubus warrior saint who doesn't like red makeup and prefers weapons. In fact, the reason behind it is actually quite simple and quite childish.

It was simply because when she was a child, she saw two mothers perform a story about the Dragon King on the stage. When she single-handedly conquered the Dragon Island and defeated the dragons one by one with supreme violence, she became obsessed with the Dragon King in the story. I fell in love with him at first sight with his wild and unruly appearance.

Especially at the end of the story, the figure who was severely injured and bleeding and exhausted, but still supported his broken body with a spear and stood proudly among the bowed dragons, that scene was simply stunning.

From then on, Madeleine had the desire to be such a great hero, and she could no longer suppress that impulse. She then resolutely ignored the objections of her two mothers and even defeated the succubus. The instinct of the template began to devote all the body and mind to the infinite pursuit of martial arts and the way of fighting.

Unfortunately, her talent in combat seemed to be too good. Ever since she switched to Armed Witch and specialized in combat, the peers she met along the way were all old and weak, and they were all beaten in just a few punches. He was such a noob lying down, which made Madeleine very distressed.

She clearly longs for the hearty duel in the story where she meets her opponent. What she longs for is the tragic beauty of defeating the opponent after exhausting all means. As a result, the witches in this class are not very good at all. There are not many who can beat them. , she didn’t even break a sweat after beating those rookies, let alone the tragic situation where both sides suffered losses.

Alas, sometimes being too invincible can be annoying.

Therefore, seeing her martial soul evolving more and more towards the direction of the undefeated glorious paladin, the succubus witch saw it and was anxious in her heart. She longed to have an old enemy and give her a fight. A real duel that is hearty and full of punches.

Originally, Madeleine was almost disappointed with this academy. She thought that she would wait until graduation to go to the real battlefield. The flowers in the academy's greenhouse were still too good to be good. If they really wanted to fight, they would have to go to the battlefield.

Then she lost yesterday.

And she still lost to a guy who had the martial spirit she had dreamed of. This young lady's martial spirit was exactly the same as the Dragon King in the Dragon King stories her mothers played when she was a child.

She obviously admired and longed for such an opponent, but when she really faced this kind of martial spirit, she sadly found that the warrior's heart she had been honing was so fragile.

I'm still far away, and the best way to overcome fear is to face it head-on. As long as I have more discussions with the eldest lady, I will definitely be able to do it.

This is what the succubus witch was thinking.

So, now the eldest lady asks if we want to eat together. This is a question. Of course I want to eat. Not only do I want to eat, but after eating, I also want to have another spar.

Madeline thought so in her mind, and then she turned to look at the president next to her, who seemed to have a somewhat unpleasant expression on her face. After all, the nominal owner of the attic was the president. Visiting her as a guest would naturally lead to the approval of the owner of the house. allow.

Sophilia: "."

Being stared at by three pairs of eyes, the angel witch actually wanted to refuse inexplicably, but she still couldn't express her resistance.

After all, whether as the student council president or as an old acquaintance, she had no reason to refuse such a gathering with Sister Madeleine. It would have seemed a little strange for her to refuse.

so.

"It's up to you, she is the eldest lady."

she finally said.

Angels and witches are arrogant against their will.

Woo hoo hoo, try your best, white-haired big sister, you will become a loser if you continue like this.