House Witch

Emmm, good guy, are you still so arrogant in front of sir?

Dorothy blinked and was stunned by the Marquis's bluntness.

But then she reacted and reached out to touch the iron mask on her face that covered the lower half of her face.

Okay, although the vest is almost gone, her true face has always been a mystery. At most, others can only know her based on her clothes.

And now she is not using the local girl's classic skin, but Valrhona's shirt mode.

She has only used this new look once, and to be honest, this look is actually not very recognizable. After all, the red and black shirt is a classic. When I go to the battlefield, at least five of the ten armed witches are Almost the same color scheme.

Besides, at this time, at least the upper half of her face was exposed, and she looked like a stunning beauty. The eldest lady has never been known for her beauty, and many people even speculated that she might not have the face to show off to others. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to cover my face every day.

But having said that, she had already appeared in this look at a party at Audrey's house once before. If she was someone who had done detailed research on the information, she would have been able to recognize her. But obviously, this Marquis The adults didn't seem to pay much attention to her.

Well, this is normal too.

After all, the world of witches does not revolve around her. Although she has become famous after Artie's live broadcast, she has not yet become a household name. Besides, who is a serious and important person watching the live broadcast every day?

This is especially true for those who call themselves big shots.

OK, did you finally get the classic script of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger today?

Thinking of this, Dorothy felt a little excited.

Although she actually had no intention of dressing up and pretending to be a weakling, she was really such a weakling in normal times.

"Lord Marquis, although the witch world is not a society ruled by law, it still has to adhere to basic laws. Everyone should be equal among witches. It's not good for you to do this."

After all, she seemed to be suspected of fishing for law enforcement, and Dorothy thought about giving the other party another chance to rein in the situation.

Well, although the social system of the witch world is still a relatively primitive feudal lord system, the lords of each witch realm enjoy great autonomy in the management of their own territories, but in fact it is not to the extent that they can do whatever they want.

The most they can do is do whatever they want to the aliens in their territory, but to fellow witches, they still have to be given the human rights they deserve.

After all, everyone is equal among witches. This is the basic law set by the God King. Later, the Dragon King and the Demon King also affirmed this basic law.

This is the only law in the witch world that is universally applicable.

However, the principle is this, but how to implement it is another matter.

If the superior really wants to take action against the inferior, there are many ways to make you submit, just like what Marquis Lecti did to the singer lady before.

Therefore, it is difficult to determine whether the human rights of witches have actually been violated. Most of the time, the people do not investigate and the officials do not investigate.

Even before the creation of the Magic Network, it was quite difficult for ordinary witches to report. After all, it was hard to say whether you could escape from the witch lord's hands, but how could you report if you couldn't escape?

But now that the Magic Network is open, it is much more convenient. You can directly log in to the official website of the Tribunal to report on the Magic Network.

But, not many people actually use this function. After all, although your report is successful and the inquisitor has come to investigate, under normal circumstances, as long as no one is killed, you can't actually set the size of the lord. The punishment is, at most, nothing more than a fine or a warning such as detention.

After all, the Three Kings only said that all witches are equal, and there are no specific regulations, so you can only deal with it according to the oldest method of killing people to pay for their lives, and paying debts for money.

As long as the person is immortal, even if the judge comes, he can't do anything to him. The most he can do is to pay compensation.

But the judge can't protect you forever. When the judge leaves, the lord will still hate you and try to torture you in another way.

There is a high probability that you will still have to abandon everything you have now, move to another place, and start over, even if you are obviously a righteous person and have done nothing wrong.

Alas, this is the tragedy of the weak.

In this world where great power belongs to oneself, it is really better to rely on one's own fists than to rely on anyone else.

Boxing is power.

Otherwise, Dorothy wouldn't have hidden her true identity for so many years. What she said before about being accidentally captured and locked up in the basement by a boss was not just a joke.

This broken world looks stable on the surface, but is actually chaotic.

Of course, she is now getting over it a little bit, and her strength has been steadily improving in the past few months. Of course, her little strength is actually just that, mainly due to her background.

Well, my good sister is really tall and hard, which makes people feel so safe.

Unfortunately, not everyone has an invincible sister like her.

The singer girl in front of me was obviously really helpless.

But based on her bravery and direct rejection of the Lord Marquis, Dorothy felt that she deserved a better future, instead of being dragged into the abyss of decay by a group of bed bugs.

She has a good sister to help hold an umbrella, so now that she is somewhat capable, she can help others hold an umbrella.

So, she took a step forward, came to the front from behind Danica, and then lowered her head to look down at the Marquis, waiting for her answer.

Well, although most vampire witches are beautiful, they do not have a height bonus. Therefore, in terms of height, Dorothy, as the dragon witch, wins.

Not to mention, it’s nice to look at others in such a condescending way sometimes.

Of course, she was happy, but the person being looked down on was not so happy.

Lecti was very angry at this time.

She couldn't understand how this little witch dared to be so brave. Didn't she know that with her 100,000 mana magic power, she could crush her to death with just one finger? What gave her the courage to dance like this?

The more the Marquis thought about it, the more unhappy she became.

Why is there something wrong with the script today? This should be a simple test mission, but all kinds of accidents happen frequently. This is really annoying.

Of course, Lecti is not that kind of fool.

She suppressed the anger gushing out of her heart and forced herself to calm down.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Since this little witch dares to be so crazy, she must have someone to rely on. She is just here to cause trouble for the Dracula family today, not to make enemies everywhere, especially since the other party is a dragon witch.

No witch is willing to offend the Dragon Witch casually. After all, these warriors are notoriously cruel. If you mess with her, she will really beat you up.

Therefore, she looked up at this courageous little witch seriously, trying to identify which family's daughter in the Night City she was.

There are not many Dragon Witch forces stationed in Night City. The most famous ones are Long Ming's group of lunatics. The others are all small forces and not worth mentioning.

However, no matter how carefully Miss Marquis looked at it, she really had no impression at all except that the little guy became more and more beautiful as she looked at it.

"Is your Excellency one of Long Ming's people?"

She simply asked.

Dorothy: "????"

Dragon roar? What the hell?

The otaku witch was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. She turned around and looked at Danica beside her.

"Longming Society, the organization behind the World Duel Competition."

The Countess explained naturally.

It dawned on Dorothy.

She had heard of the World Duel Competition. After all, it was very popular on the Magic Online. It was equivalent to the World Cup in the Witch World.

Speaking of which, in the world of witches, literary stars like Audrey and her family are just happy to watch. If you really want to watch something exciting, you have to watch martial arts stars.

Although those players who can appear on the stage of the World Duel Competition are actually far more than just stars. Their main profession is armed witches, and duel stars are just side jobs.

Well, if Miss Diva was also a martial arts star instead of a literary star, then the Marquis would probably not dare to manipulate others at will.

Those dueling stars are all experts in internal fighting. They are better at fighting witches than mutants. The Inquisition often recruits people from among them.

And since the Longming Association is the organizing association of the World Series, its strength must be terrifying without even thinking about it. No wonder the Marquis lady suddenly became so polite.

"Tsk, I still prefer your unruly look just now. Therefore, I am really not Long Ming's person. Please recover first."

After figuring everything out, Dorothy answered so straightforwardly.

Lecti: "."

Miss Marquis was silent, although the tic-tac-toe on her forehead became more and more obvious.

This damn naughty kid is really bullying people too much.

So, why is she so crazy?

She was about to ask more questions, but before she could say anything, the other party blew himself up.

"Okay, okay, don't tempt me. I'm actually a relative of Dracula's family. My stepmother is the third daughter of her family. Are you satisfied now? So can you give me face and let this young lady go?" ?”

Dorothy said directly impatiently.

Really, why are you asking so many questions? If you, a villain, know how to advance and retreat too well, how can you act in my slap-in-the-face script?

Lecti: "."

Miss Marquis's face was really a little tense now.

This naughty kid is really shameless.

But, the third lady?

Lectie recalled the former light of hope of the vampire clan in her mind. Naturally, she was familiar with this third lady. After all, she was a celebrity in the vampire clan, even though she had a negative reputation.

First, he fell in love with a werewolf witch and gave birth to a half-breed bastard, and then fell in love with a mortal, who even brought a prostitute.

Tsk, it became clear now, she said, how could a wealthy eldest daughter from a certain family be such a useless half-witch at such an age, with only one hundred thousand mana's magic power, and a human-blooded relationship, then it would be fine.

Just as Dorothy wished, the Marquis regained her coolness and strength.

After understanding the identity of this arrogant little witch, Lecti no longer had any scruples.

If it were the Blood Tribe who wanted the Red Moon Witch back then, Miss Marquis would still respect her. However, the cost of giving birth to a witch is huge, especially for the Blood Tribe Witch. What about that little werewolf hybrid bastard? He should be thirteen years old this year, and without the supply of natural resources and treasures, a mere thirteen years would not be able to make up for the loss of childbearing.

The current third lady is no longer the Red Moon Marquis, she is just a fallen sacrifice.

Of course, the arrogant little witch in front of her is also a real clown. Does she think that her stepmother is still the daughter of a rich blood family?

But in fact, the wealthy family is about to break up, and the rich and powerful third lady is almost gone.

so.

"What are you? You're just a tart brought by a pretty boy. You're worthy of me giving you face. Let your stepmother do it."

Miss Marquis said disdainfully.

On the side, Olena, who originally felt hopeful after seeing this heroic and handsome little witch speak for herself, became desperate again.

That's all, it's just enough for this young lady to stand up and speak for herself. This may be her own life.

Miss Diva lowered her head.

Well, the little guy has worked very hard, so I can't continue to implicate such a good child.

She was ready to accept her fate.

As for Dorothy, her eyes narrowed when she heard this, and then she smiled.

Well, in fact, what they said is indeed true. Adam is indeed a pretty boy, and he is really a drag.

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"Oh, I've given you a chance, why don't you cherish it?"

The otaku witch sighed, shook her head, and whispered like this.

Then, she stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face, then continued to look at the Marquis and asked with a smile.

"Then, Lord Marquis, take a closer look. What do you think I look like now?"

The moment Miss Marquis heard the whisper, the Peak Witch's instinct had already started to call the police frantically. She originally thought that the danger came from Danica on the side, but when she turned around, she saw that this old rival was still there. He stood there motionless.

So where does the danger come from?

Lecti turned her face back again, and then looked up at the beautiful little witch who was a little too tall.

However, where was the pretty little witch? When she looked up, she saw the face of a clown whose mouth had been split to the base of her ears, and whose smile was very ferocious and bright.

In response, Miss Marquis also smiled.

Well, good life.

She just thought that this little witch was a clown, but now she actually performed a clown trick, which was indeed something.

However, while smiling, Lecti suddenly stopped laughing.

She finally remembered a certain clown who had become famous recently.

Damn it, the Clown Grand Inquisitor?

Her expression turned to horror, then irritation at being fished by law enforcement.

But more than anything, she was afraid. The face of the clown in front of her, looking down at her, suddenly enlarged, filling her entire field of vision as if it covered the entire sky.

Realizing that something was wrong, the Marquis quickly turned her head to look for her companion.

She didn't come to the banquet alone today. She was accompanied by a prince from the Fanzhuo family.

However, when she turned around, she found that the entire banquet venue had become extremely quiet at some point. The other guests were still talking and laughing not far away, but it all seemed to have turned into a mime. There was no sound at all.

No, it should be said that the space they were in was no longer on the same level as the banquet hall, just like inside the mirror and outside the mirror.

The other guests no longer noticed their side.

However, although the guests did not notice them, the waiters in the banquet hall also looked up at this time, and then all of them smiled.

"Hehehe, guest, what do we look like to you?"

Each of these waiters suddenly tore open their skins, revealing various demonic features that had been hidden, such as fox tails, cat tails, antlers, ghost horns, snake bodies, and wings. Class characteristics.

There was a terrifying demonic energy flowing in this quiet space, and an invisible, unspeakable fear contained Lecti's heart like a ghost's hand.

What kind of vampire banquet is this?

This is clearly a feast of hundreds of ghosts belonging to demons.

Even Miss Marquis is considered a big shot in the world, but this is the first time she has seen such a weird scene. This is different from magic, and belongs to the weirdness of Eastern monsters.

Well, it's very exotic.

However, this kind of exotic customs is obviously not something that everyone can enjoy.

"Answer me, Miss Marquis, what do you think I look like when you look at me now?"

Dressed in the demonic aura of hundreds of ghosts, Miss Slippery Ghost, the master of demons and demons, asked again with cold eyes.

Miss Marquis was sweating profusely. (End of chapter)