Chapter 235: The Witch's Dinner

After all, having done manual labor all afternoon, Dorothy felt that she and her sisters all needed a good boost, so they should have a good meal tonight.

It's just a pity that the True Dragon meat from before had already been eaten, and she couldn't find a second piece for the time being, but that wasn't a big problem. Her mother, who always complained that she didn't eat enough, felt she was a bit malnourished and too short (Qian Bao is 175cm), had given her another batch of high-grade ingredients, among which were many good things.

For example, a high-level Abyss Demon Antelope. This creature was a small Hell lord while it was alive, and its strength was no worse than a True Dragon. It's just a pity that while it was causing trouble outside, it unfortunately ran into Long Ma, and then it turned into a fresh ingredient.

Hmm, grilled lamb chops, grilled lamb chops. The Home Witch loves fresh and juicy lamb chops the most.

Coming outside to blow in the cool night breeze right after soaking in the hot spring, eating delicious barbecue, and having a few glasses of ice-cold beer—this is what enjoying life is all about.

Dorothy used all her strength to haul a huge lamb chop about three or four meters long out of her bag. This piece was the most tender part of that giant Demon Antelope, just right for entertaining guests.

And besides this lamb chop as the main course, the Home Witch also moved out a huge wild boar with fur like fire. This was also an Abyss Demon, a subordinate of the Antelope lord. Both magical beasts were wiped out in one pot by Long Ma.

Hmm, braised pig head meat, soup made from the big bones, pork belly skewers, meatballs made from plum blossom pork...

In order to transcend this poor pig that died with lingering grievances after being implicated by its unlucky boss, Dorothy decided to bring out her lifelong culinary skills to bury it properly.

Hmm, just bury it in the Witch's temple of the five internal organs.

Thinking of the deliciousness of the feast to come—ah no, that the sheep and the pig would be able to rest in peace—the Home Witch couldn't help but let tears of gratification flow from the corners of her mouth.

Dorothy busied herself quickly, and Sophie Liya also very naturally followed behind her to help as an assistant.

Although the two of them really weren't very intimate and didn't talk much, there was always a mysterious tacit understanding when they worked. As soon as the Home Witch reached out, the Angel Witch would accurately hand her the most suitable kitchen knife.

And for the ingredients Dorothy finished processing, the Angel Witch would reach out and stroke them. The Angel power, which was completely opposite to the Demon power, burst forth, reactivating the dormant magic power within the ingredients, causing the grade of the ingredients to be raised once again.

This also made Dorothy pause. She never expected that it could be played like this. Although she had other methods to activate the magic power in the ingredients, they were ultimately not as efficient and quick as Sophie Liya's hand.

She silently gave the Angel Witch a thumbs up, but it was a pity that Sophie Liya couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her. This reminded Dorothy of the Lucy Phil she saw in the afternoon. If that Fallen Angel sister were here, she would probably accept her praise without hesitation and then pretend to be triumphant.

Hmm, compared to that incarnation of the bad woman, the Angel Witch, this main body, seemed a bit like a straight woman, an honest person, doing things by the book, which was truly boring.

However, Dorothy didn't hate such boredom. On the contrary, she couldn't get along with bad women like the Fallen Angel sister who liked to put on airs and were more likable.

Maybe this is the mutual repulsion between a dross woman and a bad woman.

Hmph, next time she goes to learn from the Fallen Angel, she will bring the Fairy King along and let that bad woman see the mouth cannon and iron fist of the Martial Soul of the Strong Man.

The Home Witch thought this while nimbly throwing various ingredients into different pots and bowls, and then she raised her hand and cast several magical rays of light onto these pots and bowls. Illusory clock patterns flashed and disappeared on these pots and bowls.

This made the Angel Witch on the side twitch the corners of her eyes a few times.

Tsk, sure enough, no matter how many times she sees it, she still can't get used to it. Such profound things as time magic are always used by the Young Lady to speed up cooking. This is truly using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

However, Dorothy herself was already used to this. After all, in her view, if magic couldn't make life convenient, then it was meaningless.

Besides, even the best magic needs to be practiced often, right? Throwing a few time accelerations when cooking every day to marinate ingredients, shorten stewing time, etc. —it's convenient and labor-saving while also exercising magic proficiency. Killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

There are always people who treat magic like a treasure, offering it up and not using it if they can avoid it, as if the saved magic power and magic could give birth to cubs themselves. It's simply sick.

Anyway, Dorothy's philosophy has always been to integrate magic into life. It's best if every move is magic, but she is still some distance away from that realm.

And some magic is indeed quite dangerous and quite difficult to control.

Dorothy recalled the scene where she tried to attach a space blade to a kitchen knife and chopped the kitchen counter along with it. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but actually, this was also quite good. After all, this exercised both space magic and the repair spell. It was a blessing in disguise, wasn't it?

Hmm, she doesn't care; that was a blessing in disguise.

At least now her repair spell is very proficient, and the space blade won't hurt the cutting board when cutting vegetables. The reason is none other than practice makes perfect.

Half an hour later...

An alluring aroma permeated this empty island, which could circulate freely because the magic array barrier was damaged. This made the two witches and one moon rabbit in the hot spring pool not far away unable to soak any longer. The three of them nimbly put on bathrobes and left the hot spring pool.

"You guys are out. Dinner is just right. Let's eat."

Dorothy took out an outdoor picnic table while looking up at the three beautiful sisters who had just finished bathing.

It could be seen that they really came out in a hurry; their hair was still a bit damp. What a beautiful picture of beauties coming out of the bath, and the tender skin soaked to a rosy color was still slightly steaming at this time.

Senior Miya's long golden curly hair was tied into a bundle, hanging in front of her chest. Her big sister temperament was satisfying, appearing mature and dignified.

Audrey's equally golden straight long hair was simply tied into a high ponytail. Her figure, which couldn't be hidden even by the wide bathrobe, was charming and moving, yet she looked very pure and beautiful.

Sid Weier simply let her hair down. She shook her head slightly, and the snow-white long hair became fluffy and soft like a lion's mane. The slightly naturally curly long hair hanging behind her was like a white cloak, matching her healthy and beautiful warrior figure, appearing lively and wild.

"Yay..."

Hearing that there was food to eat, Miya and Audrey couldn't help but step up quickly. And although Sid Weier hadn't tasted Dorothy's craft before, as a warrior, she was number one in eating.

However, when the three of them saw Sophie Liya next to Dorothy, the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became upright and serious.

There was no way around it. A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. When a student meets a student council president, it's like an employee meeting a company boss. This is always a bit uncomfortable.

... During the wonderful dinner...