Chapter 49: Mother's Gift

After the meal, Dorothy lay on the sofa in the living room, looking at the Magic Shadow Curtain on the wall opposite.

This is actually a magic version of a super-large screen TV.

While rubbing her round belly, she switched channels at will, lazily enjoying this leisurely daily time after the meal.

She had eaten too much just now. This couldn't be blamed on her gluttony; it was really because the quality of the ingredients on the Angel Witch's side was too high.

These ingredients containing magic power can be called heavenly treasures. Eating them and digesting them can increase a witch's magic power. This way of increasing magic power through food supplements can generally only be played by those evil rich people. It is a way for krypton gold players to become stronger by spending money.

Dorothy felt that just by digesting this meal today, she could increase her magic power by about 300 Mana at once, which is comparable to her natural growth over the past half year.

Damn, being rich is really capable of doing whatever one wants.

Of course, the key is that these high-end ingredients are indeed delicious, so Dorothy couldn't control herself, which is why she ate until she was full.

This feeling is still a quite rare experience for a witch. After all, their digestive ability is really too strong. Even if they eat a mountain of mortal food, they can't feel full. Only that kind of ingredients containing magic power can make them digest slowly, and a large amount of magic ingredients can make them feel full.

Therefore, having experienced this feeling that only existed in her previous life after a long time, Dorothy was actually quite nostalgic.

And in the kitchen, Sophie Liya, who was also holding a round belly, was directing invisible magic hands to clean the messy tableware after the big meal.

Just after the meal, the Angel Witch took the initiative to take on this dishwashing work. This pure white young girl seemed a bit too independent. Dorothy had clearly said before that she would be responsible for kitchen affairs as future rent.

But Sophie Liya still looked like she didn't want to take advantage of others. After the meal, she firmly stated that she would be responsible for washing dishes in the future, and Dorothy only needed to be responsible for cooking.

To this, Dorothy didn't say much. After all, although she quite likes cooking, she doesn't like washing dishes and cleaning up the mess at all. She can find fun in the cooking process, but washing dishes is just boring and dull.

Now that someone took the initiative to take on this aftermath work, Dorothy was happy to be idle. She lay on the soft sofa, watching TV while teasing her little milk cat.

She took out a pile of soul fragment materials she had bought in the market before, then kneaded these strange-shaped soul fragments into the shape of small dried fish, and finally threw them into the air one by one.

And the little milk cat Buster, who had rarely woken up from its deep sleep, was jumping up and down agilely and nimbly at this moment, catching those soul dried fish thrown by its owner.

Even though those so-called "dried fish" were each larger than the little milk cat that wasn't even the size of a palm, Buster ate one in one bite, eating happily. And the little guy's shiny black fur became smoother, and the white fur on its chest and four paws became purer.

As a spirit race, soul fragments are Buster's best cat food. Only by absorbing enough soul energy can the little guy's spirituality grow better. It's just that this cat food is really a bit expensive.

After the little guy's stomach was also round and it couldn't jump anymore, Dorothy put away the remaining cat food, picked up the little guy and put it on her lap, stroking the little guy's fur.

"Purr...."

Buster enjoyed its owner's caress while making a comfortable cat purring sound, and soon fell asleep again.

It is still too small and young, needing to grow faster through long periods of deep sleep. The "cat food" it just ate also needs to be absorbed faster and better during deep sleep.

"Is this a Spirit-Communication Staff?"

Sophie Liya, who had finished the cleaning work, walked to the sofa again while holding her round belly. She lay lazily on the other side, and then looked at the young cat on the Young Lady's lap with some curiosity, her eyes somewhat amazed.

A Spirit-Communication Staff is really too rare. Not to mention her, even a Peak Witch like the teacher doesn't have one.

"Mmhmm, luck is relatively good."

Feeling the Angel Witch's envious gaze, Dorothy grinned and smiled proudly.

"Tsk...."

Sophie Liya clicked her tongue somewhat unhappily, wanting to hit someone.

This Young Lady is really too perverted, making her hands itchy.

However, she also remembered something at this time, so she summoned a small angel. This palm-sized little angel then flew in front of Dorothy, signaling her to reach out.

Dorothy, who didn't know why, followed suit. Then she watched in horror as this little angel, who was only the size of a palm, spat out an egg that was as big as a basketball from its mouth.

"Ah, this...."

The huge unknown egg, still remaining with unknown mucus, fell into Dorothy's hands, making her almost subconsciously want to throw it away. Fortunately, she finally forcibly endured this instinct.

"What is this?"

She raised her head to look at the Angel Witch opposite.

And Sophie Liya first gently stroked the little angel, who was obviously somewhat listless after laying the egg, and then answered Dorothy's question.

"This is an Armored Beast Egg. In a few days, it will be your birthday, Young Lady, right? This is the birthday gift the teacher originally prepared for you. You don't have your own battle robe yet, Young Lady. You sign a familiar contract with her. She will become your exclusive battle robe in the future."

"Armored Beast?"

Dorothy was stunned for a moment, then remembered what this was. After all, she hadn't spent so many years in the Great Library for nothing.

The so-called Armored Beast seems to be a native magical species in a strange world that witches have conquered. The unique power system of that world is various magical animals that can turn into magical armor. The locals sign contracts with these magical animals named Armored Beasts, and then wear the armor transformed by the Armored Beasts to fight.

And after witches conquered this world, Armored Beasts naturally couldn't escape the fate of being studied. The conclusion is that these Armored Beasts are actually just magical animals naturally mastering advanced transformation magic at the beginning, but this advanced transformation magic is not complete, and it seems that they can only turn into various armors.

However, after all, this power system has developed in that small world for many years. After generations of evolution, all Armored Beasts indeed have some unique advantages, which makes those scientific research witches very interested.

The original Armored Beasts were really too weak for witches. The extraordinary armor they evolved was vulnerable to witches. Even the so-called god-level Armored Beast in that world could barely block a few forbidden spells from a Great Witch.

However, because they were interested in this unique ecology, some scientific research witches finally excitedly dragged the god-level Armored Beast, known as the Mother of All Beasts and the source of Armored Beasts, into the laboratory.

And then, not long after, among the witch's battle robe system, in addition to the existing Spirit-Communication battle robe system, there was another Armored Beast branch.

Armored Beasts that have undergone witch technical adjustment and cultivation are not comparable to the original version, but have been upgraded into special familiars that are very useful even for witches.

In short, this is a living battle robe with the growth potential of a living creature, capable of growing along with its owner.

Armored Beast battle robes were hot sellers as soon as they were launched. After all, just like the Spirit-Communication Staff, Spirit-Communication battle robes are rare and hard to find. The vast majority of witches cannot possess them, but Armored Beasts can be artificially bred and propagated. Although they are a bit expensive, at least you can buy them if you have money. Who doesn't want a cute familiar that can both protect themselves and be petted?

Armored Beasts, like Spirit-Communication battle robes, can also be specially evolved to suit the owner's needs. Armored Beasts that have grown to the so-called ultimate form are definitely not inferior to the top master-customized witch battle robes, and even surpass them in terms of coordination, equivalent to top-tier Spirit-Communication battle robes.

It's just that cultivating an Armored Beast of that level is actually more expensive than finding a master to customize it directly. Moreover, evolution has risks, and it is normal to raise it wrongly. Also, an Armored Beast that has recognized its master only serves one master in its life. If the master dies, the beast dies, and it cannot be passed down.

So these two types of battle robes, one is installment payment, the evolution process has high risks and high returns and comes with a pet, the other is money and goods cleared, but the output quality is stable and comes with inheritance. If you are lucky, you can also raise a Spirit-Communication one. This is up to the witches themselves to choose.

And Dorothy had no choice in the past. She couldn't afford either.

She didn't expect that now there would be a precious Armored Beast egg placed directly in front of her.

And....

"Good heavens, it's still a God's Egg. Is this the offspring of that Mother of Armored Beasts?"

Dorothy, sensing the powerful magic power in the egg in her hand, was also startled.

Although it is said that after witch technical adjustment, theoretically all Armored Beast eggs can grow to the final ultimate form, this is just like theoretically all witches can grow into the Witch King. It's very promising.

In fact, the better the bloodline of the Armored Beast, the easier it is to grow, the fewer resources are needed for growth, and the direction of evolution is not easy to go wrong.

And for Armored Beasts with more mixed bloodlines, just gamble on character. Although most people will raise them wrongly, there will always be a few lucky ones who can raise premium ones, right?

Dorothy can now clearly feel that the grade of the egg in her hand is extraordinary.

"Mmhmm, it's a second-generation bloodline. My Angela is the child of the teacher's Armored Beast, Drag, and this one of yours, Young Lady, is Angela's child. Angela has just reached maturity, and this is her first child."

Sophie Liya nodded and explained.

"Although Armored Beasts can split and lay eggs when they reach maturity, except for that Mother of Armored Beasts, all other Armored Beasts can only have their first child without downgrading. Subsequent offspring bloodlines will be downgraded by one level. And this way of splitting and laying eggs is quite a loss for Armored Beasts. You should also pay attention to this in the future, Young Lady."

It's just that Dorothy, looking at the precious Armored Beast egg in her hand, was somewhat conflicted.

Although it was a gift from her biological mother, her relationship with this biological mother was really a bit complicated, and her character of not liking to owe people things flared up again.

She didn't know how to repay the birth grace she owed You Feiliya. Now if she owes more, she doesn't know what to do in the future? The more she owes, the harder it will be for her to break free from this mother's embrace and gain freedom in the future.

And Sophie Liya also saw her thoughts, curled her lip, and was even more speechless about this pretentious Young Lady.

"Anyway, the thing has already been given to you. The teacher also said that this is just a birthday gift she gave to her daughter as a mother. It is her compensation for not being able to take care of you growing up personally. You don't need to feel burdened because of this. You can accept it, or if you don't accept it, you can take it out and sell it. She won't interfere with your decision."

After speaking, the pure white young girl couldn't help but feel sad again. She got up and left, returning to her own room.

........ Little witch gnawing on a lemon.......

And on the sofa, Dorothy thought for a while, and finally sighed. She forced a few drops of blood from her fingertips with magic power, then pressed her bleeding finger on the Armored Beast egg in front of her, drawing a magic circle on the eggshell.

This is a familiar contract.

"I, in the name of Dorothy You Feiliya... Ye Meng Jia De Ni De Huo Ge, make a contract with you. Wake up, my familiar, I bestow upon you the name—Fafna...."

Accompanied by the solemn declaration, the Armored Beast egg in her hand cracked. A young figure appeared from inside, its watery eyes curiously staring at her, and then it let out its first cry after coming to this world.

"Roar....."

A tender dragon roar echoed in the room. ===== CHAPTER 50 =====