Otaku Witch

Dorothy: "???"

Damn, senior, what are you doing? Are you snooping in my room for study materials again?

The Home Martial Soul had thought that this ever-idle Senior Joyful was finally going to do something human, but alas, she still refused to behave like one, huh?

Alice and the others are still watching, okay? Couldn't you have waited for a moment when no one was around before saying that stuff?

Pfft, even if no one's around, it still wouldn't be okay. I'm not that kind of person, all right.

She grabbed the misbehaving tentacle and slammed it to the ground. Afterwards, she turned to the shivering Female City Lord and consoled her very amicably.

"Sorry about that, just forget what I said earlier, my familiar likes to joke around a lot."

The Home Martial Soul felt relieved that the previous words of Senior Joyful had been uttered through special means, heard only by the Female City Lord and not by Alice and the others nearby, otherwise she would have died of embarrassment right there.

However, even so, the way the three Probationary Inquisitors who had just witnessed the tentacle licking action looked at Dorothy was a bit off, especially Miss Ghost Mask, who had just met her and was already covering her chest, looking shocked as if she couldn't believe her master was such a person.

This inevitably made the Home Martial Soul grind her teeth in frustration.

Senior, you're ruining my reputation.

Moreover, the Female City Lord obviously wasn't buying Dorothy's recent explanation; she was biting her lower lip tightly, her hands clenched into fists, and her voluptuous body kept shivering.

Her magic power was swirling around her, seemingly ready to explode.

This scared Dorothy into a cold sweat. Although they were safe with senior Fanny around, it was still terrifying after all, and teasing a top fighter was indeed too thrilling.

The Home Martial Soul felt somewhat guilty,

Fortunately, the Female City Lord finally suppressed her anger. The terrifying magic around her gradually subsided, her already humble attitude now seemed even more lowly.

"I don't know what the Dragon King's Envoy might need, but I will do my best to fulfill your demands. Please just kindly tell me if my family is still all right?"

The stunning Female City Lord bowed deeply, adopting the posture of a servant as she said this.

Dorothy: "...."

Ah, was that phrase that effective?

Seeing such a top powerhouse stand so meekly before her was honestly a bit thrilling at first, and even a hint of evil thought began to sprout.

This feeling of conquering someone so high and mighty stimulated her inherently brutal, conquest-loving nature as the Dragon Witch.

She knew that if she wanted to, with just a little guidance, this beautiful Female City Lord could quickly be hers to dominate in this way and that.

However, the newly sprouted evil thought was mercilessly eradicated by her without a second thought, and the eyes of the Home Martial Soul regained clarity.

Even if she truly wanted to conquer this Female City Lord, she wouldn't use such despicable means; these methods that could at best conquer the body were boring and beneath her.

Moreover...

"Family, huh..."

Dorothy sighed, her gaze towards the Female City Lord softened with a hint of sympathy.

"Well, to say sympathy is just crocodile tears would be an understatement since she is a member of the aggressors."

However, a sense of urgency added to the already tightening feeling in Home Martial Soul's heart.

This is what happens when one lacks Power, unable to even protect the most important family members, completely at the mercy of others.

Today, she indeed stood from the perspective of the powerful, but could she guarantee that she wouldn't experience the cycle of Heavenly Dao one day in the future?

After being idle for sixteen years, this was the first time Dorothy felt a proactive desire to pursue Strength.

She wanted to become strong, strong enough to never find herself in the same situation as the Female City Lord.

"Hmm, rest assured, those Tamed Beasts of yours are still thriving,"

Dorothy responded.

According to the information senior Fanny had found, after Mother Superior had conquered this world, to ensure this Female City Lord would behave, she took a few of the Tamed Beasts with which the City Lord had the deepest emotional connections as insurance, including the True Dragon that grew up alongside the orphaned Olivia.

However, some things she wasn't sure whether to mention or not, that is, those Magical Beasts were quite happy in Mother Superior's territory, as an ornamental display, with witches feeding them daily, and now each one of them had grown plump and happy, seemingly forgetful of their home.

The response from Home Martial Soul also left the Female City Lord momentarily stunned, then overwhelmed with joy.

After all, over the years, there had been several Dragon King's Envoys who came bearing the silver Dragon Medal, although none of them had been as shameless as today's visitor, and they had treated her with a semblance of respect. But similarly, whenever she cautiously inquired about the whereabouts of her family, they all professed ignorance.

But today's envoy seemed different from those previous Dragon King's Envoys—she clearly knew much more. Was her rank higher than those of the past?

Could it be...

A daring thought emerged in Olivia's mind—she felt an urge to detain these few people and then go to negotiate with the "Dragon King" who had defeated her in exchange for hostages.

But such thoughts were merely fleeting; she ultimately didn't dare to act on them, as the risk was too great.

Once, she had prided herself as the foremost under the heavens, bold and fearless, but the courage of those days, once lost, was never to be regained.

Thus, there was only one option left—to serve the Dragon King's Envoy who knew of her family's whereabouts well and to obtain more information, even if it meant sacrificing something in exchange.

Although she was over three hundred years old, the single-as-old-as-her-age Female City Lord steeled her heart. Her already humble demeanor sank even lower, and inadvertently, her neckline loosened slightly, revealing a dazzling glint of fair skin.

Hmph, it's said that witches of the Races are brutal and voluptuous, shunning neither meat nor vegetables—I didn't expect it to be true. Come on, beast, for the sake of my family, I'll endure being bitten by a dog.

Dorothy: "???"

Is this your way of testing me? Do you think I am one to lust after beauty? You might as well look in a mirror.

Damned senior, look at the mess you've made.

Wordlessly, she reached out to help the pitiful, embarrassed Female City Lord straighten her neckline, then patted the woman's body, a formless Strength transforming her meek posture into one upright.

"Tuck away those little thoughts. I already said it was just the familiar being naughty. I'm not interested in you—you're quite average looking and not nearly tempting enough for me to crave your body. All I want today is a familiar."

So spoke Home Martial Soul, as the Fairy King's true nature began to surface again.

"Here's an idea, let's make a trade. If you can help me find a suitable familiar, I might try to obtain a visiting right for you, how does that sound?"

...Dorothy negotiating...