Chapter 218

Dorothy ultimately didn't make a move, even though the red-eyed Minotaur witch opposite had already locked onto her and was roaring.

"Nina, I know you must have been deceived by this guy's sweet talk, but this kind of weakling trash isn't worthy of you. I will prove to you that I am much stronger than this trash."

Saying this, she raised her hand and threw a punch, directly blasting toward Dorothy.

Should I say as expected of a Minotaur? The strength is indeed great. This punch, although full of flaws in the eyes of the Home Witch who had already received a month of training from her own mother, after all, brute force can overcome technique. The Minotaur witch, who was already good at strength, had her power become even more terrifying under the blessing of the berserk state.

The fist hadn't even arrived, but the pressure of the punch had already arrived first. The fierce punch pressure shattered the tables and chairs in an instant...

And this isn't the arena; there is no false life protection of the arena here. If Dorothy were really just a little witch with only 30,000 Mana, she would probably be dead or seriously injured if she took this punch.

Now the Home Witch truly couldn't endure it anymore. She decided to give this brainless guy a lesson and make her sober up.

However, before she could make a move, a figure directly blocked in front of Dorothy. It was the Centaur Miss, Nina.

"Have you made enough trouble? You are a guest, which is why I have tolerated you again and again. This is giving you face, isn't it? This shop is not a place for you to run wild."

The Centaur Miss blocked the angry Minotaur witch's punch with one hand. She, who was originally in tattered clothes, had her magic power erupt at this moment. Amidst the light of magic energy, a set of exquisite and gorgeous full-body knight heavy armor appeared on her body. Not only her human body, but even the horse body of her lower half was covered by a full set of horse armor.

And Nina, who was originally amiable, now had angry eyebrows and wide eyes, her face majestic and her aura sharp. The hostess who was full of charm a second ago had now directly turned into a cold and mighty female knight.

Nina was truly angry now. As someone in the service industry, for the sake of the shop's reputation, she would take the abuse; after all, the customer is god.

But Dorothy was forcibly dragged into the shop by her today. The Centaur Miss could not accept her being hurt because of her own affairs. No matter what, she had to ensure that the little witch left the same way she came.

Moreover, does anyone really think that they, who can run such a special nightclub business in a place like the Witch Academy, are easy to bully?

This Minotaur witch is probably truly stupid. Before causing trouble, she didn't go and ask around how they, a group of different races in "Night of Depravity," managed to gain a foothold in this witch's territory.

"Dear guests, I am very sorry for disturbing you today. Everyone's consumption today is on the house. Please leave first; we need to properly handle this dispute."

The Centaur Miss's hand that had blocked the Minotaur witch's punch was now gripping that fist tightly, making it so that no matter how hard the other party tried, she couldn't break free. At the same time, she still had the energy to say this to the other guests in the shop.

And after she finished speaking, the other staff members in the shop, those little brothers and sisters of various races that Dorothy had seen along the way, didn't say much either. They each orderly arranged for the guests around them to leave.

It's just that most of those who chose to leave at this time were new guests, while many who were clearly regular customers remained calmly in their original seats, watching the show with happy faces.

"I'm not leaving. I don't want the free meal; I'll just watch the show. It's been a long time since I've seen such a greenhorn dare to cause trouble here."

"That's right, that's right. I'm not leaving either. This drink money can get me a free show; I've earned it."

"Sigh, seeing this little sister reminds me of when I was young and ignorant. Forget it, let's not mention it. Seeing others repeat the same mistakes today makes me happy. I can't be the only fool."

"Hehe, it's fortunate that the proprietress isn't here today, otherwise this little Minotaur would be in trouble."

This group of old customers included both witches and different races, but at this moment, there was no distinction of race; everyone was now just here for the fun.

And when the waiter brothers and sisters sent away those new guests with smiles on their faces, and when they returned, they were no longer in their tattered clothes. They were all fully armed, holding various weapons and equipment, and each of them stared unkindly at the Minotaur witch who was still struggling to break free from the Centaur Miss's hand.

"Big Sister Nina, why don't we make a move for you today? This is the first time in five years you've used your immunity. You rest, and watch us vent your anger for you."

A snake girl of the Lamia race flicked her forked tongue and licked the twin curved blades in her hand, laughing like this.

"That's right, that's right, Big Sister. We have always been taken care of by you in normal times. Today you have been wronged, and we cannot endure it."

A handsome young man took off his bartender uniform on the spot, and then his body expanded, turning into a ferocious werewolf. He held a long sword in his mouth.

Then there were the Snow Woman, Dwarf, Dark Elf, Harpy, Dullahan, and even a Siren...

Only then did Dorothy notice that this small nightclub was truly full of hidden talents. The brothers and sisters inside were truly talented, each possessing unique skills, and damn, they were all powerful and battle-hardened different races.

And at this moment, these powerful different races stood together, gradually surrounding the Centaur Miss's side. That dark aura had the feeling of a gathering of dark forces, a hundred ghosts walking at night.

"Ah, this... is this shop really running a legitimate business?"

Looking at this scene that resembled a dark force mobilization, the Home Witch, who had just stood up, silently sat back down. While biting her straw and taking a sip of wine to calm her nerves, she looked at the Centaur Miss in front of her, feeling a bit suspicious of what she had said before.

Dear brothers and sisters, with this lineup, not going to the battlefield to make contributions and instead running a bar and nightclub is truly a waste of talent.

But this is also quite good. She doesn't need to make a move for the rest. It's just a pity for the opportunity to save the damsel in distress that she finally encountered.

But forget it, being the one saved is also not bad.

Looking at the tall figure blocking in front of her, the Centaur Miss who looked full of security, Dorothy thought silently in her heart.

And Miss Nina didn't pretend anymore; she showed her cards.

"Miss June, didn't you want me to be your servant army? Since you can't listen to explanations, I'll give you a chance today. Defeat me. If you win today, I'll be your servant army. After all, I can't acknowledge someone who isn't even as strong as me as my master."

The Centaur Miss looked at the Minotaur witch, who was struggling with a red face, and showed a kind smile.

Regarding this, Dorothy could only silently light a candle for this silly Minotaur compatriot in her heart.

After all, although the two looked to have similar magic power, this combat technique...

Sigh, one can tell from the fact that this Minotaur witch clearly has greater brute force but now can't break free from the Centaur Miss's hand gripping her fist, that the combat experience and techniques of the two sides differ too much.

This battle basically won't have any suspense.

And just as she was thinking this, the Centaur Miss lightly tapped her hooves. The next moment, this originally normal bar venue underwent a earth-shaking change. All the guests were moved to the surroundings, and the small stage in the middle of the bar, originally left for live performances, flipped over, turning into a small arena.

Ah, this...

Watching the Centaur Miss drag the Minotaur witch onto the arena with a smile on her face, Dorothy became even more suspicious of whether this bar was a legitimate bar.

Which bar has an arena inside?

But forget it, even if it really is a shady shop, as long as it's not shady towards me, then it doesn't matter at all. Watching the show, watching the show.

The Home Witch bit her straw happily, drinking wine, and then watched the Centaur Miss beat up the Minotaur.

... Dorothy is in 'fun-seeker' mode...