Chapter 585: Witch Home, Assemble

After reminiscing with her dear sister, personally cooking to feed the little fatty dragon, and soaking in the hellish hot springs unique to the Netherworld with Ati, Dorothy finally sobered up.

In the blink of an eye, she found herself back in the Grand Adjudicator's office at the Inquisition headquarters.

The Home Witch looked around in confusion, discovering she was lying on the office sofa; she seemed to have just taken a groggy nap.

She looked in front of her and saw the corpse of a gray-haired angel witch with twelve wings lying beside her like a sleeping beauty.

Dorothy: "..."

If she were still in her previous life, waking up to find a corpse beside her would have scared her half to death. In fact, even now, she still felt this scene was a bit perverted and bizarre.

But what else could she do? After all, this was her roommate, her family; it was impossible to despise her.

Dorothy carefully picked up this "sleeping beauty" and tucked her into her magic bag, settling her into the bedroom within the bag's interior space, which resembled a multi-story villa.

Is this considered perverted corpse-hiding, or hiding a beauty in a golden house?

That is the question.

The Home Witch suddenly had this erratic thought, but then she shook her head with a laugh.

One shouldn't dwell on such things, or the more she thought about it, the weirder she felt.

She then recalled her strange journey to the Netherworld and frowned slightly.

Honestly, she wasn't sure if she had truly summoned the Gate of the Netherworld and visited the Underworld, or if it had all just been a dream.

After all, she clearly remembered stepping into the Ghost Gate, but now she had woken up on the sofa; the two didn't quite match up.

Could it be that I didn't enter the Dream Illusion when I entered the Gate of the Netherworld, but rather, I had already fallen asleep the moment I summoned it, making the memory of leaving Sophie Liya's corpse in the office just a dream?

Dorothy couldn't quite tell; she felt like she had been caught in the "Mirror Flower, Water Moon" of some bespectacled uncle with hair gel.

The Home Witch had some research into the illusions of the Spirit School; ordinary illusions couldn't fool her, but the Dream Illusion known as the Netherworld System was truly beyond her current understanding.

Moreover, just as people often can't remember their dreams, the memory of that Netherworld journey was rapidly fading.

How should one describe this feeling?

Hmm, it's just like drinking Meng Po soup.

Fortunately, before the memories of the Netherworld completely dissipated, Dorothy remembered something and hurriedly reached out to grasp the Judgment Token at her waist.

In the next instant, the originally silver dragon token turned eerie and strange, and the two characters for "Judgment" on the token flickered like a bad signal before transforming into two square characters different from the original dragon script.

It was still "Judgment."

Only, this was no longer the Judgment Token of the mortal Inquisition, but the Judge's Token symbolizing the status of an underworld official in the Netherworld.

Her dear sister had said before that the three of them were indeed adjudicators; that hadn't been a lie. Netherworld judges are adjudicators in the Netherworld, and now the Home Witch was directly holding two positions.

Hmph, do you understand the gold content of being able to handle both Yin and Yang? (Hands on hips.)

"Tsk, looks like it really wasn't a dream."

Looking at the special Judgment Token in her hand, Dorothy understood, and those previously blurry "dream memories" became vivid once again.

She clearly recalled everything about this Netherworld journey.

"No wonder the Netherworld has always been so mysterious, with no one able to describe what it looks like; it turns out no one can remember it."

Having personally experienced this dreamlike journey, the Home Witch understood.

Afterward, she patted her bottom, stood up, and walked toward the office of the Lord Miejin not far away.

Hmm, next she was supposed to go on a "robbery by imperial decree"—ah, ptooey, it was a "tour by imperial decree." Such matters naturally required reporting to Mother in advance, lest Long Ma worry.

Knock, knock, knock...

She knocked on the office door, and soon, the familiar cold and majestic queenly voice sounded from within.

"Come in."

Dorothy pushed the door open and saw Mother sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Hmm, Mother was still as dashing, handsome, and full of majesty today. This couldn't help but remind the Home Witch of the Moon Goddess Nun Xia Wa she had seen in the Witch Night. Although the two had identical faces, their personalities and temperaments really couldn't be said to have any connection; they were completely unrelated.

"You're here. Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Seeing her daughter enter, Yufiliya put down her book and glanced curiously at this little dragon cub with the strange look in her eyes.

"Nothing, nothing. I was just thinking that Mother is still so handsome and mighty; you must have easily captured the hearts of thousands of girls when you were young."

Dorothy hurriedly waved her hands and said.

Hmm, that was the truth.

Her mother's aura was truly too powerful; she was exactly the standard "domineering CEO" type. In a race like the witches, which was entirely female, this handsome type of witch with a natural aggressive aura was indeed very popular.

The Home Witch felt that her mother must have been the "school heartthrob" who could cause countless girls to scream the moment she appeared during her student days.

Hearing this, the Dragon Queen rolled her eyes at her daughter.

"I'm still very young, okay?"

She wasn't even two hundred years old this year, which was considered a standard young girl even among ordinary witches, as ordinary witches had a lifespan of a full thousand years.

"Besides, I wasn't like this before. I was very quiet during my student days. Being like this now is just a necessity of my status. In the Dragon Kingdom, you can't stand firm if you aren't ruthless and wild. Reasoning with virtue doesn't work there; you have to reason with force."

Yufiliya reminisced about her student days and said.

Dorothy: "..."

Looking at her mother, who still possessed an awe-inspiring aura even while sitting on the sofa without any major movements, the Home Witch really couldn't see any connection to the word "quiet."

And Mother, aren't you a specialist in the Battle Mage path?

As everyone knows, Battle Mage witches are all crude martial artists...

Hmm, can't think about that anymore; this is her own mother, must save some face for her.

"Yes, yes, yes, I believe you completely."

The Home Witch nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing her daughter's expression, the Dragon Queen raised an eyebrow; her dragon temper was flaring up.

"You don't believe me? Let me show you a photo of me from before."

Yufiliya snapped her fingers, and a photo fell out of the space crack torn between her two fingers.

Dorothy became interested, took the photo from her mother's hand, and was immediately stunned.

This was a group photo with three witches.

Dorothy recognized two of them; the tall witch standing in the middle was clearly her mother, but Mother was indeed a bit green and student-like back then, even wearing silver-rimmed glasses, without any of the crudeness of a martial artist, possessing instead the intellectualism and elegance of a top student.

Hmm, this did fit the Moon Goddess temperament of Xia Wa, though that height of over two meters still looked too big.

But that wasn't a big problem; after all, the ancestor of all scholars in her previous world was also very large. Without a strong and powerful physique, how could one study well?

Long Ma was the true scholar.

Come to think of it, she rarely saw Long Ma practicing martial arts; Mother seemed to read books more often when she was free.

Unlike the literary Long Ma, the witch standing to her left looked very arrogant.

That was a witch with hair dyed in multiple colors, not wearing her clothes properly, insisting on wrapping her upper body in bandages to highlight her uniqueness, with a cigarette dangling from her mouth and eight eyes full of defiance.

Dorothy: "..."

Although the makeup and temperament had changed greatly, the Home Witch recognized this witch's identity at a glance; this was clearly her dear Spider Teacher, Nuo Er Luo Si.

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Dorothy recalled the teacher in her impression who was always squinting, with a gentle temperament like a big sister or a wife, then looked at this photo and couldn't help but shake her head.

But she also knew that her teacher's gentle, wifely appearance was fake, a scam designed by an older unmarried girl. The delinquent girl in this photo should be the teacher's true face.

Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder Spider Teacher had such a bad first impression of her when she went to sign up with that spicy girl look; it turns out this was a reenactment of a "chuunibyou" dark history. It's a wonder the teacher managed to hold back from rolling on the floor in shame back then.

The Home Witch blinked rapidly and stored this photo in her memory palace.

Yay, Spider Teacher's leverage acquired! Hehehe, Teacher, you wouldn't want your dark history to be known by the whole school, would you? Then hurry up and come out of seclusion; I can't wait to squeeze you dry, hurry up and teach me!

The Home Witch, who had only attended a few classes since the start of school, thought with full resentment.

Afterward, she focused her gaze on the last witch in the photo and frowned.

"Mother, is this an Eastern witch?"

Looking at the blonde witch in the photo who wasn't wearing a mage robe but a purple cherry blossom kimono, holding a folding fan to cover her mouth, looking very classical and elegant, Dorothy asked her mother curiously.

"Hmm, Zi is indeed an international student from the Eastern Island."

Yufiliya also glanced at the tall witch in the photo, who was no less tall than herself, with some nostalgia in her eyes.

Then she said with some regret.

"It's just a pity that we haven't been in touch much since graduation. Their Eastern Island has always been so closed off; even I can't contact her now."

"Then do you need me to help you bring a letter?"

Seeing her mother's regretful look, Dorothy said with a smile.

Shamefully, when she first saw the Eastern witch in the photo, the Home Witch had suspected that she had become a tool again, fearing that Mother had long been in cahoots with her good sister.

But now, seeing the genuine, unmistakable look of loneliness on Long Ma's face, Dorothy realized she must have been wrong; this really seemed to be a coincidence.

"Uh, you also have a way to go to the Eastern Island?"

Hearing her daughter's words, Yufiliya was stunned and asked with great surprise.

Hadn't she only not seen this daughter for a few days? What had she secretly gotten into behind her back again?

The Dragon Queen thought of the recent uproar on the Mana Web about the Mechanical Sect, the Prime Minister's daughter, and the like, and couldn't help but be speechless.

This daughter was truly a troublemaker; how could she always bring her a big surprise every few days?

"Also?"

Dorothy keenly noticed her mother's choice of words and was somewhat surprised.

"Besides me, is there anyone else who knows how to go to the Eastern Island?"

The Home Witch asked curiously.

Yufiliya was also very surprised by this.

"Uh, don't you know? It's your teacher, Luo Si. She just sent me a message a while ago, asking if I wanted to send a message to Zi. She said she recently accepted a job and is going to the Eastern Island for a business trip."

The Dragon Queen frowned and said.

"Aren't you going to the Eastern Island with her this time?"

Long Ma asked with some concern.

Dorothy: "..."

Ah, this, I don't know. I accepted the job directly from the Three Kings; the ticket was given to me by my God King sister. Spider Teacher didn't tell me she was going too.

The Home Witch took out her spellbook, wanting to ask the teacher what was going on, but as soon as she opened it, she remembered she hadn't added the teacher as a friend at all.

emmmmm......

Fine.

However, at this moment, she discovered that there were indeed a few unread messages in her mailbox, and looking at the time, they seemed to have been sent while she was sleepwalking in the Netherworld.

First was a message from her junior sister, Audrey.

【Phantom of the Opera: Senior Sister, are you there? Second Aunt is looking for you. Didn't you add her as a friend?】

【Phantom of the Opera: Second Aunt seems to have accepted a big job, saying something about not having to worry about funding for hundreds of years after this job, and also saying something about taking us to see the world.】

【Phantom of the Opera: Senior Sister? Please reply if received.】

【Phantom of the Opera: Little Fox Napping. jpg】

Looking at this series of message bombings, Dorothy was speechless.

This junior sister was an ultimate social phobic offline, but she was a heavy hitter online, a chatterbox.

【Forest Fairy: En en, got it.】

【Forest Fairy: Dragon Nodding. jpg】

After dismissing her junior sister, she looked at the remaining messages; this time it was from Senior Sister Miya.

【I'm Not Interested in Money: Little Fairy, I need to take a few days off from the club. There's a business deal I need to negotiate personally, might be on a business trip for a few days.】

Dorothy: "..."

... The Home Witch is deep in thought... ===== CHAPTER 586 =====