House Witch

Chapter 423 422. It’s hard to get off the tiger

"Hey, are you a little too domineering?"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Is this how you witches treat guests?"

Facing the Goblin King's aggressive remarks, some young angels at the Angel Mission couldn't bear it anymore, so they spoke like this.

Where have they suffered such grievances in the past?

After all, all the young angels who can be brought out as representatives of heaven to have academic exchanges with the young witches are all talented and noble.

They are all rising stars who are highly regarded and respected in the hierarchical heaven. No matter where they go, others are polite and polite to them as "gods". They are always the only ones who bully them. Others, when has it been someone else’s turn to stand over them and make irresponsible remarks about them?

For a moment, the young angels who felt that they had been offended couldn't bear it any longer, and their eyes on everyone in the Tribunal became unfriendly.

"I originally thought that witches and angels are both noble golden races, and they must be as elegant and decent as heaven. I never expected that you guys can be so barbaric. Aren't you afraid of bringing shame to the glory of the God King?"

"Great God King, you are the God above gods, but why are your people so arrogant and ignorant? This is a blasphemy against your glory. The unjust people will definitely face divine punishment."

For a time, various condemnations were issued among the angel mission, but they were just condemnations. Surprisingly, no one was stupid enough to take action in anger.

"Tsk, okay, it's really not that easy. Why can't I meet that kind of intellectual character in a novel?"

Dorothy was a little disappointed when she saw this.

But this is normal. After all, the messengers of heaven definitely don’t just pull a few young angels from the road to make up the numbers. The young angels who can become members of the messengers must be carefully selected by the higher-ups in heaven. Real talents, these one hundred or so young angels are all real elites. Basically, there will be no fools who are not doing their jobs and sneak in to make up for the numbers.

It seems that her too straightforward provocation method has no effect. Each of these young angels looks very angry. In fact, they are indeed angry, but if you look closely at their eyes, you will know that this The guys were generally calm and didn't really get into trouble.

especially.

Dorothy looked at the two angels at the center of the group of angels, and then she thought thoughtfully.

The ten-winged angel on his back looks very elegant and easy-going, with a scholarly temperament, but he is a somewhat neutral and handsome angel who cannot tell whether he is a man or a woman. He should be the one who needs to be focused on as mentioned in the information. The once glorious angel Sariel, the archangel under the Lord.

One thing to say, when the Goblin King made a mockery just now, Dorothy was a little frightened. After all, this ancient archangel was true, which made her a little panicked. The feeling he gave her was so unfathomable, and it was the same as in the trial a few days ago. It is similar to the Great Judge Pan Shen whom the Court Interrogation Department saw.

This guy is a sage-level boss.

Jumping around and taunting in front of such a ceiling-level boss always made Dorothy feel like she was a villain clown who overestimated her abilities. It was like dancing on a nuclear warhead, playing with her heartbeat.

Even with the help of spell slots, she can only exert the strength of a top witch at best. This power is obviously not enough for a sage-level being.

But she didn't panic too much, after all, the clown mask she was wearing now was not Senior Fanny's tentacles, but Senior's true body. Although the future Fourth King was in a somewhat disabled state because he was half crazy, It's true that her strength is a little crotch-stretching, which is a shameful thing among sages, but this is the world of witches after all, and she enjoys the local bonus of the mother of the world. Even if she may not be able to defeat her in the end, it is definitely more than enough to protect herself.

The only problem is that this fun-loving senior is a bit noisy.

"Wow, Xibao is domineering, Xibao is mighty, yes, yes, that's how it should be, don't be a coward, sister will support you, we can't let these angels look down upon us, come on, don't be a coward, you can go a little further. "

From the very beginning, the masked senior sister had been whispering in Dorothy's ear, fearing that the two sides would not be the same.

Although her strong support did give Dorothy courage, this hateful fun person really doesn't seem to be reliable.

"Hey, senior, if you go too far, you've really gone too far. They are normal envoys after all. Is it really okay for us to have such a bad attitude? Isn't this offending people for no reason?"

Dorothy said somewhat speechlessly.

In her concept, a battle between the two armies would at least not involve killing the envoys, not to mention that the witch world and heaven have not yet reached the point of war, so the envoys should naturally be politely received, neither humble nor overbearing, while showing appropriate demeanor. That's right, this is conducive to harmonious coexistence and mutual benefit between each other.

But whether it was the imposing demands of the Tribunal or Senior Sister Fanny's attitude, she was always confused.

Am I the one who doesn't fit in with others?

The otaku witch thought so in her heart.

"Don't be cowardly, Xibao, we didn't invite them this time, they were invited by Heaven itself. You don't need to think about it to know that it must be the secret hand of the old guy from the Lord of Glory. Their so-called academic exchange this time is definitely not safe. No matter what your good intentions, you should naturally smile when you treat friendly guests, but when bad guests come to your door, you should naturally have a shotgun."

"In short, there is no need to give them a good look. We witches don't pay attention to the hypocritical routines between mortal countries. Anyway, if someone refuses to accept, it will be over. The current status of the witch world did not fall from the sky, but was fought. Today Whoever disobeys will be beaten."

"Don't worry too much about that old angel. Now a group of old guys from the Council of Sages are watching over here. If he dares to attack you, someone will naturally come to fix him. So you can play with confidence, as long as you don't If someone loses his life, then there is nothing wrong with it.”

Sensing the peacemaker mentality of her master who didn't want to cause trouble, Senior Sister Fanny had no choice but to appropriately reveal some inside information to her.

This information is indeed confidential. In theory, it should not be known to Dorothy at her level, but the otaku witch has even faced the Lord of Radiance before, so it doesn't hurt to tell her these details.

Dorothy: "."

The house witch was silent for a moment. She didn't expect that there were these things behind the mission's visit. Then she had a headache. After all, she always felt like she was involved in the confrontation between the bosses and became a part of their chess game. One of the chess pieces.

"Send it, I'm just telling you why the reward for this mission is so generous. I thought it was my mother who was giving me benefits again, but it turned out to be a trap."

Dorothy looked up at the sky helplessly.

The rewards for this escort mission are extremely generous. As long as she completes the mission, the points reward she gets as the team leader is enough for her to exchange for a forbidden spell slot or a set of high-level alchemy equipment. Although the other team members are not as good as her as a leader. It's an exaggeration, but the reward is also several times the reward of normal tasks.

When she first saw this generous reward, the otaku witch's eyes almost turned into points. She felt in her heart that her mother's opening of the back door was a bit too much, and she was giving too much.

But now it seems

Sent it, she was sold by her mother.

I'm so stupid, really, considering my mother's serious and silly character, she is not a person who abuses her power at all. What on earth gave me the illusion that she is the kind of mother who dotes on her children?

"Oh my god, this is causing trouble in front of a sage. I feel a lot of pressure. It's me who is at the disadvantage. I've seen the boss a lot. If it were another witch, people would be scared to death. This..."

"Stop talking nonsense, Xibao, can you do it? If not, then someone else can do it."

The masked senior said somewhat disappointedly when she saw her master talking nonsense.

"Okay, of course I can. I'm the best at slapping people in the face. No one knows how to slap people in the face better than me. What I mean is that this task is very difficult and requires extra money."

Dorothy stopped pretending and said confidently.

Senior Sister Fanny: "."

"Okay, the principle is that the mission rewards have been filled up and cannot be mentioned again. But who makes you my dearest master, Xibao, if you can manage these little angels to obey them If you posted it, I can give you some rewards personally."

"Okay, no problem, senior sister, that's what we've settled on."

Seeing that the senior sister relented, the otaku girl was afraid that the other party would regret it, so she quickly made a decision.

Then she went straight to work.

"Shut up, God King. Are you, the aliens, allowed to call you? Do you deserve it?"

Because she had received the permission from her true body, the Fairy King who was controlling her body no longer restricted herself. She looked at this group of angels who did not dare to take action and only dared to strongly condemn with scornful eyes, and said with disdain.

"Also for academic exchanges, you weak angels, what's the point of communicating with you? I think the higher-ups are really too friendly to you aliens. It's as if our Witch Academy is a kindergarten. What the hell? All the cats and dogs are sent here. It’s very tiring to take care of children, especially those who are other people’s useless children.”

The Goblin King's powerful mouth opened up with all his firepower. He only said that the young angels opposite who could still control their anger were almost unable to control themselves.

"How dare this damn witch be so arrogant and rude."

"They say we are weak, but it's obviously you witches who are weak."

The fair and handsome faces of the young angels all turned green with anger at this time. They really couldn't understand why the witch judge opposite them was so crazy.

Although the witches are indeed the first of the four golden races, their position is actually somewhat unworthy of their name. They have risen too fast. From a mortal race to the leader of natural disasters, it only took a few hundred thousand years. It is true. There are some nouveau riche.

Moreover, the rise of the witches actually has little to do with the strength of their group. It is entirely dependent on the force of the three kings. For those three unscientifically powerful witch kings, all the races in the Western Universe are They were convinced, but they were all really dissatisfied with the witch.

After all, the three kings moved so fast that their people could not catch up with their pace.

As an emerging natural disaster, the overall average strength of the witches is very unbalanced. Only a few genius witches have indeed reached the level that the gold race should have, but the more weak witches are actually not as good as the silver or even the powerful bronze race.

In short, the two levels of differentiation are serious, and the average personal strength is far from being comparable to the three old golden races.

Therefore, the fact is actually completely opposite to what Dorothy just said. Angels see Witch Academy as a kindergarten.

After all, according to the standards of the golden race, at least 80% of the students in Witch Academy are imbeciles who do not meet the standards.

Well, for example, the real Dorothy is sixteen years old, and her magic power is only 40,000 Mana. If she were in the old golden race, she would have been eliminated long ago, not to mention that she actually only had only 40,000 Mana two months ago. The magic power of 1w Mana is worse than real trash.

The admission threshold for Witch Academy is only 10,000 mana, which is really just a kindergarten in the eyes of the old golden race. After all, normal golden race individuals should be able to enter the so-called legendary realm of other races as long as they reach adulthood.

Take giant dragons for example. Adult dragons are real moving natural disasters to other races, and brave men who can slay dragons are real legends.

And the witch.

The so-called legends of other races are compared to elite witches among witches, that is, witches with a magic value of about 200,000 mana.

However, most of the witches in the witch world cannot meet this standard. Not to mention Dorothy, a half-witch with a talent for magical power. A normal pure-blood witch has only 10w of mana when she reaches adulthood. The basic qualifying line for the golden race is even less than double the standard.

This shows the huge gap between the witches and the old natural disasters. The little geniuses in the eyes of the witches are just ordinary people who can be seen everywhere among the real golden race.

Therefore, not to mention that the angel envoys were furious at this time, even the trio of angels and witches who had been silent and silently watching the show felt a little guilty.

After all, a mere passer-by might say that this clown Grand Inquisitor is a bit embarrassed to be telling the truth.

Although Maria and others are very cautious about this group of angel missions, in fact any young angel among the hundreds of missionaries is a monster in the eyes of the witches.

They could tell that these angels were all young, about 16 years old on average, but their magic power fluctuated, and the weakest one had about 300,000 mana.

When she reaches adulthood, she becomes a great witch. This is the level that a normal genius among the golden race should have.

Therefore, at this time, the trio of angels and witches looked at the bold clown Grand Inquisitor with some embarrassment, and were a little worried that this guy's reputation would be blown away. If they really want to compete later, it depends on how you step down.

And often the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen.

"Now that the Lord has said this, why not let us, a group of weak angels, experience the strength of your so-called powerful witch, so that we can have a better experience."

A calm voice sounded from among the angel mission.

She said so.

Angel-witch trio: "."

Ouch, this clown has really become a clown now, his skin is blown.

The trio of angels and witches are worried

Xibao, don't panic, it's just a broken cowhide. It's a minor problem, just make some technical adjustments.