Chapter 280

It wasn't until the sky was just beginning to brighten that the Home Zhai Wuhun finally returned to the top floor of the Shining Tower.

As the Zhai Wuhun turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the chest of the witch lying on the bed, Dorothy opened her eyes.

"Hmm, what a truly wonderful night."

The Home Witch thought this to herself while sitting upright on the bed.

When her consciousness returned to her body, because her body had rested well all night, it gave her a feeling of sudden clarity, as if the whole world were exceptionally clear and bright.

Although this was just an illusion—after all, with a witch's body, one wouldn't feel tired even after not sleeping for several days—such an illusion was actually quite nice; it gave her a sense of ritual, as if she were greeting a new day with a brand-new appearance.

"I scrub-a-dub, scrub-a-dub..."

Having settled a matter of concern, the cheerful Dorothy hummed a little tune while using magic to command her toothbrush to brush her teeth, her rounded, perky buttocks swaying this way and that to the rhythm of the toothbrush, looking quite happy.

"Hmm, I have a premonition that today will be another happy day."

Once the magic subsided, she took a look in the mirror at the seemingly ordinary girl with braided hair and glasses, then pushed open the door and walked out.

Sophie Liya would be waking up soon; it was time to prepare breakfast.

Half an hour later, when the Angel Witch came out of her room, she immediately caught the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Looking at the figure of the young lady in the kitchen wearing an apron, even someone as emotionally detached as her felt a surge of happiness in her heart for a moment.

However, Sophie Liya quickly suppressed the palpitation in her heart and returned to normal; after all, before the trouble on her was resolved, she was not qualified to enjoy such happiness.

A bed of ease is the grave of heroes; if she were to indulge blindly in this false happiness, it would only cause her fighting spirit to wither and make her become weak.

"Do not be deceived by the young lady's nonsense about family. The relationship between me and the young lady is merely that of a retainer and a future lord; this is just the teacher's mission, and she and I still don't get along."

Reminding herself of this, the Pure White Witch forcibly restored her usual calm.

"Yo, you're awake. Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."

Seeing her roommate already sitting at the dining table waiting for the meal, Dorothy greeted her.

Before long, she took a large piece of freshly baked bread out of the oven and then, with a few quick strokes, sliced it into bread slices of uniform thickness.

Today's breakfast was slightly simpler; besides the usual glass of nutritious and delicious Mighty Bull Dragon Milk, there were sandwiches made of bread, roasted sausage, and vegetables.

Although the color of this bread looked a bit strange, being blood-red, there was no help for it; who made the flour for the bread from a magical grain called Titan Blood Wheat?

Legend has it that this magical ingredient, where a single grain is as large as a person, can only grow when irrigated with the bloodline of a Titan Giant; it matures only once every hundred years and is very precious. Consuming it frequently can significantly strengthen one's physical constitution and promote physical development.

Especially for a half-witch like Dorothy, this ingredient would make her witch bloodline active, accelerate the progress of her witch bloodline devouring her human bloodline, and help her become a pure Dragon Witch sooner.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, breakfast is served."

Dorothy commanded magical tentacles to bring the plates over, and then the two began to enjoy their delicious breakfast.

Although this blood-colored bread looked a bit scary, the taste was unexpectedly good, softer and sweeter than ordinary flour.

With one bite, combined with the delicious texture of the sausage made from magic boar meat, plus the refreshing, palate-cleansing, slightly sweet and sour taste of the fresh Ice Sea lettuce, the three combined to create a rich flavor that was oily but not greasy, and exceptionally delicious.

Hmm, as expected of my craftsmanship, truly great.

The Home Witch enjoyed her breakfast while giving herself a thumbs-up in her heart.

"Are you still going to be busy at the Student Council all day today? How is the festival preparation going?"

Dorothy took a sip of dragon milk, then stuck out her tongue to lick the milk foam from her lips, and then asked Sophie Liya opposite her just to make conversation.

"Hmm, there are still some final arrangements to be prepared for the festival. It will be very busy these past few days, but I will try my best not to work overtime."

The Pure White Witch said this, then she looked at the young lady opposite her, hesitated slightly, and still spoke up.

"Young Lady, what about you? Are you still going to see Lucifer today? Her personality is indeed a bit nasty; you don't need to indulge her too much. The more you concede, the more she will push her luck."

Even Sophie Liya had a headache when thinking of that Fallen Angel avatar of hers.

Just as narcissistic people love themselves the most, people with low self-esteem often hate themselves the most; the Pure White Witch was just such a person with low self-esteem who somewhat loathed herself.

After all, anyone who ended up with her peculiar background would probably have some low self-esteem, right?

The beautiful, powerful, and perfect Student Council President she displayed outside in her daily life was ultimately just her disguise, a mask she used to cover up her fragile inner self, deceiving both others and herself.

And the real her, just as the young lady said before, possessed great power but lacked the heart of a strong person.

Whenever facing that Fallen Angel avatar, Sophie Liya felt as if she were looking in a mirror, and it was a magical mirror that reflected the truth, constantly reminding her that the perfect Student Council President was ultimately just a lie that would break at a single poke, and that the ruthless, cold, and unscrupulous bad woman was her true nature, her reality.

Sophie Liya hated Lucifer, hated her more than anyone else.

And as she thought this, Lucifer probably thought the same.

The relationship between the two was like light and shadow, loathing each other, yet inseparable.

Therefore, even with the absolutely trustworthy relationship between a main body and an avatar, the two had never met since this avatar was split off.

If the young lady hadn't reconnected the two this time, the main body and the avatar would probably have gone their separate ways until the plan was officially implemented.

Sophie Liya knew better than anyone what kind of bad woman Lucifer was, so she felt it necessary to remind this naive young lady not to be deceived and used by that bad woman.

Although as her own avatar, Lucifer wouldn't go too far and wouldn't really harm the young lady, even so, it was always a good thing for the young lady to have more defenses in her heart.

The Pure White Witch's words also made Dorothy pause, and then the Home Witch thought of that tea-sipping Fallen Angel boss in the nightclub bar and couldn't help but shiver.

That Fallen Angel was too bad; she couldn't handle it either.

"No, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold myself back with that avatar of yours. I still prefer you, Sophie Liya. I'm planning to let the Fairy King go to Lucifer's side; today I'm going to rebuild the club myself."

Dorothy said this.

To this, the Angel Witch opposite nodded, but there was a slight disappointment in her eyes.

Even though she was the one who asked the young lady to be wary of Lucifer, in her heart, she didn't really hope that the young lady would truly hate Lucifer.

After all, that bad woman was her reality, while the perfect Sophie Liya was just a disguised mask.

Sigh, as expected, does even the young lady prefer the disguise I perform?

... Angel Witch in complex mood...