Chapter 115: The Barbecue on the Balcony

Time returned to half an hour ago.

Although she had just met the future Fourth King and learned the terrible news that it might be the end of the world in fifty years, and even kidnapped an incarnation of the future Fourth King as a familiar, none of this could stop Dorothy from preparing to go home and cook.

Well, people are iron, rice is steel, and one gets hungry if one doesn't eat a meal.

Although witches can only be considered human subspecies, and they really won't be hungry if they don't eat, as a little witch who is growing magic power, Dorothy urgently needs the magic replenishment of those high-end ingredients in her three meals a day.

"Let's have barbecue tonight."

She thought so in her heart, and she did so.

As soon as she got home, she excitedly rummaged out the barbecue grill that Sophie Liya had probably never used from the kitchen cabinet, then moved these barbecue equipments and took out a whole leg of barbarian beef from the refrigerator to the balcony.

"Sure enough, barbecue still has to be done in the open air on the balcony to be tasty."

The little witch thought so, and while humming a song leisurely, she processed the huge beef leg.

The barbarian beef is a very magical monster, looking very much like the Kui ox in the Classic of Mountains and Seas in her memory. It looks like an ox but only has one leg to stand on. It's just that this thing is quite fast in strength and speed. When sprinting at full speed, it will have the effect of shaking the earth and mountains. It is very scary, very fierce, and is a very dangerous high-level monster.

It's just a pity that in front of a witch, this kind of dangerous monster only deserves to appear on the dinner plate.

"Woo woo woo, my poor cow cow."

Just when Dorothy was skillfully processing this huge beef leg that could be used as a club weapon with incredible knife skills, a mouth split open on the top of her new hat, and a cry full of pity came from the mouth.

The Home Witch: "......"

Tsk, I almost forgot that there is still such a future god on the top of my head who pities all things in the world equally. But so what if it's a god? Don't say you are not a god yet, even if you are really a god, don't think about stopping me from eating meat.

Therefore, after Dorothy's kitchen knife perfectly dismembered this beef leg with that terrible knife skill that was close to the Dao, it played two beautiful knife flowers in her hand, and then the sharp blade pointed directly at the hat senior who was still crying.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, just tell me if you want to eat later."

"Eat, of course I eat since you asked. Remember to put more cumin, I don't like spicy food."

Two small tentacles extended from the black witch hat to wipe away the tears of god that represented this god's pity left by the big mouth split at the tip of the triangular hat, and then she said firmly.

Hmm, very good. It seems that today is another day when Senior Senior Fan Ni's cruel witch dream triumphs over the nightmare of alien revenge. The possibility of the end of the world has decreased by one point. It is truly gratifying, truly gratifying.

Dorothy, who felt that she had just made an outstanding contribution to saving the world, felt satisfied in her heart. She took back the kitchen knife and began to process these ingredients.

She sprinkled the marinade on the processed ingredients, and then habitually wanted to use the Mage Hand to spread the marinade evenly. It was just that she looked at the hat on her head and changed her mind.

Hmm, I don't raise idlers who eat for free. A familiar should have the look of a familiar.

Therefore, she immediately used the authority as a "master" to borrow the power of the hat senior.

At that moment, clean, tidy, and soft small tentacles hung down from the wide witch hat brim, and then began to work hard to massage these beef and apply the marinade.

Senior Senior Fan Ni: "......"

I am the dignified Fourth King, the future omnipotent god, and you let me do this? Is my holy and perfect body used for this?

But thinking of the dessert cookies Dorothy had eaten before, the great future god decided to forgive this guy who abused divine power.

Fine, who told you to be the master now? The weak, pitiful, and helpless me can only lie flat and be so wantonly insulted by you.

But this was obviously a joke. Although she had indeed become Dorothy's familiar now, given the huge strength gap between the two, if she really didn't want to, Dorothy would actually find it difficult to drive her power.

At that moment, the hat senior secretly took back a tentacle and stuffed it into the hat mouth to lick it.

Tsk, her tentacles are almost marinated. It seems that the delicious food later is worth looking forward to.

Therefore, she happily added a few more tentacles to massage these delicious meat chunks.

This kind of thing was still a quite novel experience for Senior Fan Ni. After all, although she didn't disclose her identity in the past, what she secretly enjoyed was the standard Fourth King treatment, with a group of people surrounding her and serving her.

Therefore, doing things like cooking by herself was impossible. No one dared to let the future king waste time on such small things.

Even if Senior Fan Ni herself was actually quite interested in these things, whenever she wanted to really do it, the group of witches serving her would have a look of "Is it because I didn't do it well, dereliction of duty, so the king wants to do it herself", and over time she lost interest.

And this is why she would rather choose Dorothy, an outsider, as a "host" now, and would not want the civil servant witches who knew her identity to take her out to play.

Well, in a sense, her signing a contract with Dorothy this time and running out as a familiar actually belongs to skipping home, it's just that no one should find out that her incarnation slipped away if she doesn't use power on a large scale.

Of course, even if it was discovered, there was nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, Teacher Three Kings didn't care about her anymore, and she was indeed doing what they wanted, choosing her own life.

As for the worries of those civil servant witches responsible for taking care of her, who cares? As the future king, how can I be bound by my subjects?

The willful king who skipped home thought so in her heart.

As for Dorothy, she naturally didn't know what her hat familiar was thinking now. She just suddenly discovered that this familiar senior was really quite easy to use.

Although magic is convenient, actually operating kitchen utensils by hand occasionally is also a kind of fun.

For example, the food made by cooking magic is a bit like food processed by machines. In some small details, it is still a bit worse than handmade.

Hmm, this is probably what the soul-eating monsters call machine-produced food without a soul.

Dorothy was too lazy to do it herself before because she felt that processing ingredients was old and troublesome, and it was easy to get her hands dirty. It was better to be lazy with magic, but now......

Hat senior, quickly use your omnipotent tentacles.

Although these tentacles of the senior looked a bit scary at first glance, in fact, as long as she didn't make the tentacles sticky with bad taste, they were really convenient and easy to use.

Manipulating these nimble small tentacles to thread the skewers, feeling the touch that was no different from her hands, and even more sensitive, Dorothy suddenly understood the senior's aesthetics.

These little guys are really a bit cute.

At that moment, more small tentacles hung down from the hat on her head, directly turning into a hat jellyfish, and under the busyness of these tentacles that performed their own duties, the small grill began to shine, and a wonderful fragrance began to spread from the balcony.

And downstairs, the little fox who was also exercising her body flexibility on the balcony with her ancestral succubus gymnastics wanted to endure it at first, but after the fragrance became more and more excessive, she couldn't bear it anymore.

She waved her hand and a few small puppets climbed up and politely knocked on the barrier upstairs, wanting to remind the guy upstairs not to be so excessive.

Then she discovered that the barrier upstairs was opened, and a familiar figure leaned down.

"Ah, this, Audrey?"

Dorothy, who was concentrating on directing the small tentacles to barbecue, saw the small puppet of this junior sister who looked very familiar, so she opened the barrier in confusion and looked down, and saw the little junior sister downstairs at a glance.

"Why are you here? I remember this is not the disciplinary committee chair's room, right?"

Dorothy, who still didn't know her junior sister's identity, remembered the succubus witch who was beaten to the point of losing consciousness by herself yesterday.

"Senior sister?"

The little fox was also shocked. Isn't upstairs the student council president's room?

Although the outside world rumored that the senior sister was the president's rumored girlfriend, Audrey never expected that they had already progressed to living together.

Ah, this, senior sister, you are so bold. The news agency was still conservative.

The pure little fox thought so with a blushing face.

No wonder the senior sister had no interest in her. It turned out that she really had someone she liked, which could ignore her charm.

This makes sense now. However, being able to ignore her temptation because of the president, it seems that their relationship must be very good. The senior sister is truly a good witch. There is still such a dedicated person in this era.

..... A wonderful misunderstanding is happening.....