Chapter 474: The Source of All Evil, Dorothy

"Lady Dorothy, welcome back. Lady Sophie Liya asked me to be your personal assistant for this period of time. If you have any needs, you can order me at will. No matter what the request, I will try my best to complete it."

The next day, a familiar black figure knocks on Dorothy's door. She first gives a full-sincerity ninety-degree bow, and then says this with a hint of excitement amidst the humility.

"Uh, Claire? You've grown so big?"

And regarding this, Dorothy feels somewhat complex.

The person who came is the Black Sheep Sage of later generations, and also the first Magic Girl she created with her own hands.

Oh, now it should be called Magic Armor Girl. Or the official name "Magic Armor Knight."

This feeling of suddenly crossing several hundred years is really making people somewhat unaccustomed. Clearly in the Home Witch's impression, Claire was still a little loli in her teens a few days ago, and that goat face was ugly and cute. But nowadays...

Dorothy looks at the mature workplace beauty in front of her who is wearing a black suit, has a graceful figure, and a steady and capable temperament that suits her taste, and feels somewhat mentally disordered.

Where is my big loli? How did she suddenly turn into a mature woman with a big car?

But thinking about it, it is also true. After all, five hundred years have passed, so growing up is normal.

Rather, it is more strange that Claire is still alive until now, and looks like she is only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, still quite young.

After all, normal mortals cannot live for five hundred years, just like her cheap father, Father Adam.

Dorothy just came back from sweeping the grave for her father yesterday, although Father Adam has actually been dead for more than four hundred years, and this grave sweeping is also somewhat lonely.

Anyway, the Home Witch feels quite complex.

Reasonably speaking, she should be feeling more uncomfortable, but in fact, she cannot feel uncomfortable at all, and even feels somewhat funny. After all, she knows very clearly that the real father Adam is still living well in reality, and the dead Father Adam is just a phantom of the past reproduced by this Witch's Night.

Dorothy has basically determined that Father Adam should be the previous life of her father Adam, I don't know how many generations ago. These two are simply one person.

How should this feeling be described?

In her perception, Father Adam cannot be called deceased, nor does it count as death, just that the plot has finished, the scenes are gone, so he temporarily exited the stage.

Just like, if you are an actor's daughter, and you see the character your father played die on TV, would you feel sad?

Probably not, and you might even look at your father who is lying on the sofa watching TV with you and make a mockery like this.

"Father, you are so weak, dying so early, getting your box lunch so fast. Can't you live a few more episodes?"

Mm, Dorothy is almost this kind of feeling.

She knows very clearly that after returning from the Witch's Night, she can still see Adam jumping around when she goes home.

However, having said that, it is not that she is not afraid at all, because her father Adam in reality is still a mortal. Even as a high-rank Archmage, he can live for a few hundred years, but compared to the immortal Witches, there is ultimately a limit.

If it continues like this, Dorothy will probably really attend Adam's funeral one day in the future.

The Home Witch is really quite afraid of that day. She even has the idea of starting to research the Elixir of Immortality so that her father can also be immortal.

It is just an idea. She also knows very clearly that even if she really took the Elixir of Immortality to Adam, this father who has his own persistence and pride would probably not eat it.

After all, if he really didn't want to die, he wouldn't need any Elixir of Immortality; he would just need to let the stepmother take a bite, and the two could be a pair of eternal vampire companions.

But just like Father Adam in this Witch's Night calmly chose to welcome death as a human, her father Adam in reality would probably make a similar decision when the time comes.

He has always been such a person, truly consistent for tens of thousands of years, not worn down at all.

Dorothy sighs with emotion like this.

However...

Father died proudly, but when sweeping the grave yesterday, the Home Witch also saw the stepmother Lilith. From the gnashing teeth of this vampire queen, it can be seen that she has no intention of giving up just like that.

Father Adam's soul is well preserved by Lilith. This stepmother seems to have been struggling with whether to resurrect her lover.

She hopes Adam can always accompany her, but she also doesn't want to desecrate her lover's pride, so she has been struggling, wearing a loli face every day, guarding that soul stone that stores Adam's soul, sometimes happy, sometimes gnashing her teeth.

Looking at this stepmother who has always been quite good to her being like this, Dorothy feels quite heartbroken, so she stepped forward and briefly told her about the Netherworld plan, and then Lilith understood, as if she suddenly found the meaning of living and understood her future mission.

Mm, look, direct resurrection would stain Adam's pride, but can normal reincarnation be called resurrection?

Obviously, no, right?

In short, no need to thank me, Father. This is what I should do as a daughter. I hope your future reincarnation can live well with stepmother.

Thinking that Adam might have to entangle with Lilith for the next tens of thousands of years, Dorothy feels that she has done a great good deed.

However, having said that, where did the Netherworld in reality come from?

The Home Witch only knows that the Netherworld system established its embryonic form in the late God King era. The builder was an organization named Eternal Pure Land. Her subordinate in the Inquisition with the code name "Star Burial" was a member of this ancient organization.

And although the blood Witches of later generations have opening hospitals as their main business, they also seem to have a deep relationship with the Netherworld, and such an origin seems to stem from that initial vampire Witch, the Red Moon Sage Lilith.

Emmmm...

Father, meet a woman who loves you like stepmother, just obey her.

No saving, this really can't be saved.

"Lady Dorothy, is there anything strange about me?"

The distracted Home Witch is reawakened by Claire's voice. This Black Sheep... young lady was stared at by Dorothy for a long time just now, and seems to be somewhat nervous. She lowers her head to check her attire, determines that there seems to be nothing disrespectful, and then gathers her courage to ask.

"Ah, nothing, I was just distracted just now. It's just that I didn't expect Claire to be so big when I woke up. And I heard you are married. It's a pity I couldn't attend your wedding. But you are really amazing, marrying four at once. Is your body really able to handle it?"

The Home Witch recovers, scans the big car figure of this first Magic Girl that sounds somewhat lewd, and asks with a hint of admiration.

No wonder the figure became so shameless. It turns out it was because she played too much group exercise.

Yesterday she just heard from Sophie Liya that little Claire got married, and the marriage objects were the four teammates who were the same first Magic Girls as her. Just hearing it made the Home Witch dumbfounded. She never expected that this most obedient and listening child would play so wildly behind her back.

It is truly enviable, jealous, and hateful. Ah, bah, it is truly despicable.

However, having said that, no wonder the family of that Black Sheep Sage in reality is so prosperous, not only with many descendants, but also producing a golden phoenix like the Demon King. She is the breeding model of the Witch World and the example of eugenics.

It turns out Claire, you are actually such a person. I really underestimated you before.

"That, do you want me to send you some recovery magic? Although you are only five hundred years old, you should also pay attention to health preservation and maintenance."

Dorothy thinks for a while, and then teases like this.

The Black Sheep Sage in reality won't be discussed. She is too big a boss. At least in this Witch's Night world line, Claire is the first Magic Girl she created. In a sense, she counts as her apprentice. Now that the apprentice has started a family, the Home Witch thinks that she really should send a gift to express it, although this gift is several hundred years late.

"Lady Dorothy, why do you also believe those rumors? Vivian and the others and I are innocent. The reason we got married is just because we wanted to fulfill our parents' wishes before they passed away. That is just a form. We are really just good friends. There is no future between girls and girls."

Hearing Dorothy say this, the Black Sheep young lady is anxious. She explains with reason and evidence, and her eyes are open and pure, seeming not to be lying.

Dorothy: "..."

Tsk tsk tsk, if I didn't know how prosperous the Black Sheep Sage's family is in reality, I might have really believed it.

However, having said that, without the Witch's power, this situation seems difficult to reproduce. Mechanical power cannot create a child. Without children, a family like Claire's indeed has no future.

Emmmm, I know what gift to send.

The Home Witch suddenly realizes, and then her little brain turns around. Inspiration works crazily, and after thinking for five minutes, the light bulb on her head flashes, and her eyes light up.

"Mm, I have it."

She claps her hands happily, then picks up a pen and writes a long string of spells, then folds the spell and places it solemnly in Claire's hand, who is dumbfounded.

"Now there can be a future between you. Come on, I believe you can do it."

Black Sheep Girl: "???"

Claire has a series of question marks on her head, and then she curiously opens the note to look at the spells on it, and then her face turns red instantly.

This day, the originally pure girl had the door to a new world opened for her.

Ah, this, it turns out there really is a future between girls? Magic is indeed a magical power, and it can even do such a world.

However, she is not such a person. Vivian and the others are my good friends and good teammates. Everyone agreed to a fake marriage at the beginning. As the captain, she absolutely keeps her word.

Claire thinks firmly in her heart. She thinks about destroying the note in her hand directly. After all, if this thing spreads out, it will be a big trouble. After all, because the few of them, the first generation, set a bad example, the atmosphere in the Magic Armor Girl group is a bit wrong now, and more and more girls are becoming too intimate with each other.

If Lady Dorothy's spell spreads out, the world will really be in chaos.

But...

Thinking that this is a gift from Lady Dorothy to her, Claire is reluctant to destroy it.

She thinks for a while, and finally puts the note, which is very likely the source of all evil, into her pocket, deciding to take it back and hide it at home, absolutely not letting outsiders see it.

Mm, just hide it in her room. Anyway, except for herself, only those four teammates will enter her room, and Vivian and the others are trustworthy, so there is no problem.

The Black Sheep Witch decides like this.

And after such a joke, the two can be considered to have become familiar again, without the awkwardness at the beginning. Dorothy also becomes slightly serious and starts to ask for advice humbly.

"Alright, Claire, now it's your turn to teach me. You are the second strongest Magic Armor Girl today. Teach me how to use Magic Armor."

Although the Home Witch is finally not short of magic power now, she quickly discovers a new problem, which is that there is too much magic power, and the weak human body cannot handle it. She now feels like a balloon blown to the maximum. Even if she doesn't cast spells, she always has the illusion that she will explode at any time.

However, it is not a big problem. This is just because she has slept for too long, and the old antique machine body from five hundred years ago cannot keep up with the current era. After she learns the mainstream Magic Armor technology nowadays, this problem of magic power expansion that cannot be supplemented will be solved.

"Tsk, although Sophie Liya also has good intentions, soaking me in pure liquid life magic power for five hundred years, it's a pity she can do it. This is really extravagant."

The Home Witch complains slightly in her heart.

She now understands what is going on with the magic power that suddenly surged in her body. It is all because the green nutrient solution in the hibernation pod before was too nourishing. That thing is not any nutrient solution at all, but life magic power specially prepared by Sophie Liya to nourish her body, with a concentration so high that it has already liquefied. Even if a pig were soaked in that thing for a few years, it could become a magic beast, let alone she was soaked for a full five hundred years.

One must know that this high-concentration liquid life magic power is called Life Original Liquid, and even in the Witch World of later generations, it is an exceptionally precious treasure, with the magical effect of drinking one mouthful and living a long life. Even the Witches of later generations are not extravagant enough to use this thing to take a bath.

Sophie Liya has fallen. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and she is so luxurious. Clearly, this precious treasure should be used by comrades first. Where does she, a "vegetable," need this?

Knowing the truth, Dorothy wanted to criticize this childhood sweetheart's wastefulness, but when the words reached her lips, looking at the simple nun's habit on Sophie Liya, she closed her mouth.

After all, these Life Original Liquids were bought by Sophie Liya with her own salary for her. As the head of the Magic Republic, her treatment should have been extraordinary.

Not to mention building palaces and picking concubines like an emperor, normal manor villas with a few maids are always possible.

But in fact, Sophie Liya has lived as simply as a shepherdess in the past until now. She has always lived in the small church left by Adam. Even the nun's habit on her body is still the few sets from back then. Sewing and mending for so many years, I am afraid there is no original fabric left.

She abandoned all the enjoyment she should have had and took all the resources to exchange for Life Original Liquid to nourish her "vegetable" younger sister.

As a beneficiary, Dorothy really cannot blame her.

She can only work hard and not let Sophie Liya's painstaking efforts go to waste. At the very least, she must exert the value worthy of this five-hundred-year Life Original Liquid bath.

The Home Witch, who is so money-grubbing, cannot tolerate waste. She is a person who gets what she pays for. Since she has already pre-paid so many resources, she must be worthy of her own value.

"This time I have to carry, no matter what. The military expenses have already been pre-paid, so the combat power must keep up. Armament is armament. Anyway, it's a dream. The armament in the dream cannot count as true armament."

... Home Witch self-persuading.... ===== CHAPTER 475 =====