House Witch

So, do you really want to kill people?

Dorothy looked at the two beast-faced and human-bodied monsters in front of her. She shivered with horror on the surface, but she was thinking about this question in her heart.

Don't look at the appearance of these two monsters, but she has just observed their walking posture, and she is used to the pace. From the small details that are inadvertently revealed during these actions, she can roughly judge the strength of the target. basic skills.

Well, it's really a basic skill. The house witch has already mastered this skill before time travel.

Therefore, from the loose footwork of these two monsters and their sloppy footsteps, Dorothy basically judged that they were two kinds of chicken.

They may have strength and speed far beyond ordinary people, but at least there is nothing commendable in terms of skills.

Just like the novice village boss in the game, maybe the attack power is quite high, newcomers can directly gg if they eat it twice casually, but the moves are fixed, and the routine is rigid. hand will do.

Therefore, these two monsters may indeed be quite difficult for an ordinary little girl to defeat, but if measured from the perspective of numerical strength, they are not really absolutely invincible.

Dorothy was just debating whether to follow the subtext in the letter just now, and directly raised the ax to kill the pair of monsters, and then set fire to the wooden house to complete the final "exorcism" ceremony.

This should undoubtedly be the correct customs clearance process, and the difficulty is how to subdue these two monsters with the body of a weak little girl.

However, the house witch is not very willing to follow this process.

After all, according to the description in that letter, the two monsters in front of him were "my" parents.

So, do "I" really want to accept the fate of this "filial" dead person?

This is where Dorothy struggles.

Of course, no matter from the description in the letter just now or from the words and deeds of the two monsters in front of them, these parents are all scumbags, the kind that death is not a pity.

Nor was Dorothy so soft-hearted that she couldn't get her hands on such scum.

She just felt a little bit sorry for the little girl she played. This kind of good and strong little girl should not bear this kind of crime.

After all, no matter how normal a person is, once he bears the crime of killing his relatives, his fate in the future is basically doomed to fall straight into the abyss all the way.

These two scumbags can die, but "I" shouldn't do it.

The house witch thought about it, and finally made up her mind.

Although she doesn't know if not following the game prompts will cause any plot changes and increase the difficulty of the game, but it doesn't matter, as long as the master is happy.

Dorothy is not a person who likes to take the usual way. What she hates the most is acting according to other people's arrangements. She just wants to do what she wants to do.

Then, "I" will be saved by me.

The house witch thought so in her heart.

And at this moment, because they hadn't waited for a long time for an answer, the horrible and weird faces of the pig-headed man and femme fatale who were gradually approaching in front of them also showed anger, and immediately slapped each other with their hands, one left and one right.

boom.

Along with the sound of the wooden wall breaking, the storm outside the house also blew in through the hole in the wall, only for the pig-headed man and femme fatale to subconsciously raise their hands in front of them.

However, in the next second, they were stunned.

Because a rusty ax has been placed on the neck of the pig's head, and the sharp poisonous scorpion tail behind the femme fatale's buttocks has been cut off, and the scorpion tail needle that is shining with cold light is also pointing at the femme fatale's The position of the eyeballs on the face turned 180 degrees because of the pain.

Well, the pig's head was almost separated, and the snake's brain was punctured.

"Hey, can you two understand human language? Can you communicate?"

The thin little girl asked with an ax in one hand and a scorpion needle in the other.

Some spirit creatures acted purely according to the rules, while others were intelligent and could communicate. Dorothy didn't know which of these two monsters belonged to. She hoped it was the latter, otherwise she wouldn't be so gentle today.

Fortunately, although neither the pig-headed man nor the femme fatale spoke, the house witch was keenly aware of the uncontrollable trembling of the two monsters' bodies.

They are afraid, they are afraid.

And knowing fear, knowing fear, this is easy to handle.

"We are a family. We shouldn't do things like this casually, you know?"

She said so with a smile.

The little girl had a bright smile on her face, like an angel.

"So Dad, you must have brought a gift for your lovely daughter, right?"

She asked the pig-headed man like this.

The pig-headed man was silent for a moment, then reached out his hand to touch his bosom, finally found a red cloak, and handed it to Dorothy.

The house witch frowned slightly at this, but she didn't say anything. She put away the red cloak, then turned her head and looked at the trembling femme fatale with a similar smile.

"Then mom, I'm hungry. Let's have a good reunion dinner at the end, shall we?"

As for this, looking at the scorpion tail needle in front of her eyes, how could the femme fatale dare to refuse, so she had no choice but to tap the snake head cautiously.

"Well, great, I like Mom and Dad the most."

The smile on the little girl's face suddenly became brighter, and she put away the ax and scorpion tail in her hand.

The two monsters, the pig-headed man and the femme fatale who had regained their freedom, looked at each other, but they didn't want to resist anymore.

Under the sign of the house witch's eyes, the pig-headed man sat down on the wooden wall that had been destroyed before, blocking the wind and rain outside the house with his fat body.

And the femme fatale came to the stove tremblingly, and started cooking with some unfamiliarity.

And Dorothy put on the newly acquired red cloak. As soon as the cloak was put on, a message came suddenly.

[Red Cloak of Courage: This is a reward for those who dare to resist fate. May it fill you with the courage to move forward. 】

"Good guy, this whole thing is really like a game, you can even explode your equipment by killing monsters."

Dorothy complained in her heart.

Come to think of it, the normal way to obtain this red cloak should be an item that can only be obtained by defeating this pig-headed father.

But complaints are complaints, after putting on this red cloak, she felt that her body was much warmer, as if there was a fire burning in her heart, and at the same time, her physical strength and strength seemed to have been greatly increased.

Well, although she is still a mortal body and has not recovered her magic power and body of a witch, she is no longer at the level of a little girl who had no power to restrain a chicken before.

OK, everything is fine now.

Looking at her father who used his body to block the wind and rain and guarding the warmth of the home, and looking at her mother who was busy at the stove and creating a warm home, the otaku witch nodded with satisfaction.

She returned to the previous desk and picked up the letter written in blood.

There are only a few lines written on this huge piece of letter paper, and there is still a large blank space.

Dorothy thought for a while, and then cut off the scorpion's tail needle with an axe. The hollow structure of the scorpion's tail needle could barely be used as a pen.

She sucked a little blood from the scorpion tail with the scorpion tail needle, and then wrote a sentence on the letter.

"My parents do still love me. Everything before was just a misunderstanding. After some friendly exchanges, I now have a relatively happy family."

"There is nothing more important and precious than family in this world."

"Every little girl should have a happy and complete family."

Although she didn't know if there was any meaning in doing so, the otaku witch didn't like tragedies, so since she had nothing to do, she just gave this unfinished letter a good ending.

However, just after she completed this sentence, the next moment, the original handwriting on the letter disappeared, and then the ugly handwriting appeared again like a dung beetle crawling.

However, this time it is not blood characters, but characters written in carbon strips.

"The demons in my parents suddenly left, and they seemed to have changed. My father stopped drinking. He found a job as a dock porter and began to make money to support the family. My mother no longer went to play cards with people every day. , she started to learn cooking skills, and she cooks a lot of delicious food every day, which is great."

"Mom also asked me to send some freshly baked bread to my grandma outside the city tomorrow. Grandma runs an orphanage by herself outside the city. It's very hard. I don't know if I can help out tomorrow. busy."

Dorothy: "."

Ah, have I passed the first level?

However, seeing the new content on the letter, she nodded in satisfaction.

Although this may also be part of the plot of the haunted house game, the sense of accomplishment of avoiding a bad ending and reaching a good ending still makes her quite satisfied.

"It seems that this game has quite a lot of branching routes, and it's quite exquisitely made. If it weren't for forcing people to play and not giving them a logout button, I would definitely give it a good review."

The house witch thought so in her heart.

She really feels that this game is somewhat interesting now.

"I just don't know what happened to the sisters. We should meet them in the next levels."

Dorothy thought of the lost sisters.

She was slightly worried about the safety of her sisters, but the sisters all had extraordinary origins and had many life-saving means on their bodies, so nothing would happen to them. She only hoped that as the game progressed, it would be better for everyone to unite as soon as possible.

And at this moment, a burst of bread aroma came.

The snake mother came over with three bowls of thin broth and some freshly baked bread.

"It's time to eat."

She looked at the daughter in front of her with some fear, and then said in a low voice.

"Yes, thank you, Mom."

Dorothy also put the letter away again, and then answered sweetly.

Now that she has decided to play an action-playing game, she naturally has to play a good role as a qualified "me". This must be integrated into the game and cannot be played randomly.

So, the mother and daughter came to the front of the pig-headed father, and the family sat together for a long time, enjoying this dinner that was not really that delicious.

After all, the family is so dilapidated, how can there be any good conditions? The meat for making broth is already the best ingredient in the family. It is only a small piece, but the snake and scorpion mother is very "pityful" and gives the most meat to her. In the bowl of the house witch, her and Pig Head Daddy's bowls were almost filled with clear soup.

As for the bread, the black bread mixed with pebbles and chaff is really hard and chewy.

But it doesn’t matter. For children, it’s enough to be able to eat together as a whole family, isn’t it?

"Originally, your grandma said she planned to take you there, but now I don't know if you are still willing to go. If not, forget it."

During the dinner, the femme fatale mother hesitated for a moment, and finally said so hesitantly.

On the other side, the pig-headed father, who was chewing bread, froze when he heard this, and the two monsters looked at the house witch in fear at the same time.

Dorothy said nothing about it.

After all, she saw the next plot from the information in the letter just now, and there is no doubt that the next level should be played in grandma's orphanage.

As for what mother snake and scorpion just said about grandma planning to pick her up.

Alas, it's better not to delve into the details of this kind of horror game, it's easy to think carefully and panic, which will make you feel bad.

In this world full of villains, the grandmother who doesn't know if she is a real grandmother is probably not a simple role.

According to the normal difficulty of the game, after leaving Novice Village, the strength of the monsters will become more and more powerful, so the grandma probably won't listen to persuasion like this "mom and dad".

But she had no choice but to follow the plot.

"Well, I will go, and I haven't seen grandma for a long time."

The little girl nodded and said so.

"I think you'd better not go."

At this time, Daddy Pig suddenly said so.

Dorothy looked up at him in surprise, but he just went on biting into the hard black bread.

"Always go."

The house witch shook her head, then turned to look at the snake and scorpion mother.

"Mom, do you have anything to bring to Grandma?"

she asked.

"Yeah, yes, yes, you bring these breads over there, there are too many people in the orphanage over there, and there is not enough food."

The mother snake and scorpion showed a terrible smile on her face, and then nodded repeatedly, saying so.

In this way, a peaceful and warm day passed.

The next day, early in the morning, the pig-headed father walked towards the pier early, and he was ready to be a porter from today.

And the femme fatale mother with an apron hanging on her waist also handed Dorothy a basket of black bread, and then told her the direction of her grandmother's orphanage.

"You can go straight along this road, but don't turn back no matter what you hear on the road. There are wolves outside the city, so you have to be careful."

She exhorted so.

Naturally, Dorothy nodded. She put on the hood of her red cloak, and walked out of the house with a basket in her hand.

However, when she was about to walk out of the city and passed by a shop window, she suddenly remembered something.

"I don't seem to know what I look like. This is the animal world. I should be an animal too. I don't know what it is. Is it a harmless little rabbit?"

The house witch thought a little curiously.

Well, my parents don't look good, so I can't follow them.

So, she poked her head to look at her reflection in the window, but she was stunned when she saw it.

What was reflected in the mirror was the face of a cute little girl with red lips and white teeth, like a little angel.

Well, she turned out to be a real person.

And it's nothing more than a human being, the most important thing is that this face is too familiar to her.

"Send it, Artie?"

The house witch was taken aback