Chapter 730

"Wow, Senior Sister is so handsome."

"Little fairy, so cool."

"Young Lady, this is what a Dragon Witch should look like."

After the red-black magic storm that obstructed the view dissipated, the witches finally saw Dorothy's brand-new look in the center of the storm, which made their eyes light up.

Well, what a heroic and extraordinary armed witch.

Actually, the battle robe after Fafna's transformation didn't have much novelty. On the contrary, the style of this battle robe was quite simple and unadorned.

Inside was a blood-red magic robe, and outside was a pitch-black battle armor. Layers of pitch-black skirt armor covered the bright red magic robe. The red-black color scheme made it very crisp and neat, without too many flashy places. At most, there were some giant dragon patterns on the shoulder armor, but they were not ostentatious, just slightly highlighting Fafna's identity as a giant dragon, or Dorothy's identity as a Dragon Witch.

However, sometimes it is not only people who rely on clothes, but good clothes also need models to set them off.

If this battle robe, which was already very simple, was worn on an ordinary witch, it would be standard cannon fodder. But at this time, worn on the Home Witch, it was an artifact with at least +20 enhancement, with a kind of return to simplicity and the strength beauty of self-concealment.

Once the Dragon Witch's already tall physique put on the battle robe, she didn't need to do any movements. Just standing there, she already had a momentum that was not angry but prestigious. Not to mention that she was also a rare Martial God in the world. The instinct that reached the extreme of martial arts had already penetrated into the bone marrow. When she wore the student magic robe on weekdays, there was the neutralization of the scholar's spirit, but at this time, once she changed into the battle armor, the heroism from the inside out could no longer be hidden.

Anyway, it was a kind of handsomeness that anyone would feel bright after seeing.

It must be said that Dorothy is really suitable for wearing a battle robe. It can't even be described as suitable. It should be said that she was born to put on a battle robe, become an armed witch, and go to the battlefield to make contributions.

"Is it really suitable?"

Upon hearing such praise from the sisters, Dorothy looked down at the battle robe on her body and then waved her hand to summon an ice mirror.

And as soon as she saw her reflection in the mirror, her eyes lit up, and she shouted in her heart: Worthy of being me, it's truly handsome.

The armed witch in the mirror had black hair draped over her shoulders at will, just like a natural cloak. The two branched dragon horns growing from the waterfall-like smooth hair were like a natural crown, making her majestic.

Her face also wore an iron mask that covered the lower half of her face, which effectively reduced the charm of the divine face, but the upper half of the face exposed was enough to amaze all living beings.

It should have been seductive peach blossom eyes, but at this time, because of the sharp sword eyebrows, it became cold. Sword eyebrows and star eyes were enough to be heroic.

Well, it's just that the witch who should have been cold at this time was amazed by her own beauty, and the cute look of her wide eyes was a bit destructive to the momentum.

However, as long as she didn't speak, this disguise was enough to deter anyone, and it was more than enough to pretend to be an expert.

Fafna's battle robe style was specially designed by Dorothy. The reason for choosing such a simple style was just because the Home Witch knew well that people who dressed strangely on the real battlefield often died the fastest.

Red and black are the most common color schemes on the battlefield. The bright red of blood and the dirty black of ashes are the classic color schemes of blood and fire, which can perfectly integrate into the battlefield and are absolutely inconspicuous.

However, there is no way. Natural beauty is hard to give up. She didn't expect that such a simple battle robe would be worn by her, but it was still hard-worn with the gorgeous feeling of the protagonist's exclusive armor.

To be honest, this is not good; it is easy to become a living target for the enemy to focus fire.

Fortunately, she is not a real armed witch and doesn't need to go to the battlefield, so it's not a big problem. At least wearing it to attend the banquet at this time is still passable.

"Well, it's okay, but I shouldn't be too abrupt wearing this to the banquet, right?"

Dorothy nodded, dispersed the ice mirror, and looked at the sisters in front of her, asking with some worry.

It's like the classic joke in the previous life: Mom asked her younger brother to wear the best clothes to attend her sister's wedding, but the younger brother wore a suit of armor that day, which was his most expensive and best clothes.

Fafna, this rare second-generation Kai beast, is undoubtedly Dorothy's best clothes. The value of this little baby dragon is countless times more expensive than her coffin money; it is a true rare treasure.

The only problem is whether it is appropriate for the battle robe to appear at the banquet.

If it were in the previous life, Dorothy would be the new generation of joke material if she played like this. But in the Witch world, this doesn't seem to be a big problem. After all, witches are a war race, and battle robes are the best formal wear.

Although Dorothy hasn't attended many banquets, she has seen many banquet videos shared by people on the Mana Web, in which witches often wear full battle robes to attend banquets.

However, the Mana Web is the Mana Web after all. She is not sure whether it can be done in reality, so it is better to find these sisters with rich banquet experience to confirm.

If it is really inappropriate, then she can only really change into Lucifer's spare dress.

"Not abrupt, this couldn't be more appropriate. A Dragon Witch should wear a battle robe."

Lucifer was the first to jump out to support.

The Fallen Angel lady looked at the Young Lady in military uniform at this time and felt that the more she looked, the more pleasing it was. She quietly shared her vision with the main body that had arrived at the front line and then received the main body's crazy likes.

Tsk, this master-controlling main body is hopeless, but the Young Lady's look indeed has a bit of the temperament of Teacher Yufilia.

She had just thought about this in her heart, and the next moment, she was possessed, and the main body's will forcibly descended here.

"Young Lady, there is no dress more suitable for you than this one."

Sophie Liya said so.

Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch immediately discovered the change in this bad woman in front of her. She recognized her roommate's will at once, so she felt relieved.

Well, since Sophie Liya said so, it must be correct.

Dorothy is still very relieved about the aesthetics and etiquette of the pure white witch. If anyone says this is inappropriate later, then that person's taste and pattern must be bad.

Moreover, the affirmative gazes of Senior Sister Miya, Madeline, and Audrey around her were enough to give her courage.

"Since that's the case, let's go."

Dorothy nodded and said so.

Actually, she is still a bit unaccustomed to attending this kind of banquet, especially since she is one of the protagonists of the banquet, which makes her even more uncomfortable. However, this time she came to Venus City not really to play, but to promote the East Ying Island, so it is not good to keep a low profile.

At the banquet tonight, all the socialites of the City of Night will gather. If she is a little conspicuous and gets familiar, it will also be good for the promotion of East Ying Island later.

"Well, this is work."

The Home Witch cheered herself up in her heart.

And the next moment, the guiding light of the Witch Opera House enveloped everyone. The light dissipated, and there was no one left in place.

Between closing and opening her eyes, several people had arrived in a lively and prosperous venue.

This is the No. 4 "private room" of the Witch Opera House, a banquet world belonging to the Aphrodite family. This is the best "viewing seat" in the entire Witch Opera House, second only to the exclusive rooms of the Three Kings.

However, Dorothy opened her eyes and looked around, but only saw the polite and suave guests around her, and the maids who were busy entertaining in the venue, etc.

This seems to be just an extra high-level banquet hall, and there is no other special place. Where is the legendary central big stage?

Dorothy still kept in mind the matter of visiting this wonder building.

However, she soon had no time to think about this question, because as the "protagonist" of this banquet, the arrival of several of them directly attracted the attention of the surrounding guests.

Dorothy could feel that the body of her little Junior Sister Audrey beside her was a bit stiff for a moment.

Obviously, this feeling of being the center of attention was still a bit too stimulating for the little fox.

This also made the Home Witch want to complain that the two ladies didn't know what they were thinking. Knowing that Audrey was socially anxious, they held such a large-scale banquet just to celebrate Audrey making friends.

Is this because they are afraid that their daughter's social anxiety is not thorough enough?

However, although she didn't understand what the two ladies were thinking, Dorothy still took a step forward and blocked the shivering little Junior Sister behind her, and the charm she unsealed a little was enough to instantly attract the eyes of most of the guests present.

Well, in this way, Audrey should feel better.

Dorothy thought so.

Although she is also socially anxious, her "fear" stems from fear of trouble, not real fear. Although the eyes of these people made her a bit uncomfortable, it was only uncomfortable, and pressure was not even mentioned.

Moreover, her goal of getting familiar this time should be almost completed.

Well, at this time, just smile.

Although she smiled lonely with a mask on the lower half of her face, this is not the point. The meaning is enough.

And just when she was smiling awkwardly, a tall figure blocked in front of her, which also made the Home Witch breathe a sigh of relief.

It was Senior Sister Miya.

Compared to Dorothy, who only had a little charm but actually didn't have much fame, the attraction of the Princess of the Golden Township was obviously in another dimension.

When everyone saw Senior Sister Miya's figure clearly and recognized her identity, the atmosphere of the banquet hall, which was quite calm, suddenly became scorching.

The guests who could come to this "main venue" to attend the banquet were all big shots with heads and faces in this Venus City, but at this time, Dorothy clearly saw greed and flattery in the eyes of these big shots.

Afterward, this group of big shots swarmed toward them, but almost everyone's goal was Senior Sister Miya, this symbol of wealth, while Audrey, who was originally the real protagonist of the banquet, was ignored.

Well, it seems that even the little fox's beauty is hard to compare with the temptation of money.

And Dorothy naturally wouldn't let the Senior Sister's sacrifice be in vain. While everyone's attention was attracted, several of them quietly slipped to the corner of the banquet hall and sat down on a sofa in a shadow.

The Home Witch even deliberately cast an Akari barrier around, reducing the presence of several people.

"Mom, this is really scary. It's more comfortable to be an ordinary person."

Dorothy spread out directly on the sofa and complained so.

This is the reason why she longs to be an ordinary witch. The feeling that she can become the focus no matter where she goes, and every move must be watched by everyone, may be enjoyed by some people, but she really can't like it.

"Senior Sister, thank you just now."

Audrey was also scared enough, but the little fox, who was still in shock, looked at the Senior Sister beside her gratefully.

Well, if it weren't for the fact that she already had Sister Chi, she would have definitely couldn't help but be moved by the Senior Sister just now. Following the Senior Sister really gives a sense of security.

"We should thank Senior Sister Miya."

The Home Witch looked at the Golden Princess who had been surrounded by the crowd, and her eyes were also full of emotion.

Woo woo woo, if she could forget the miserable past of being severely ravaged by that S-mother tyrant in the Mana Web duel, Senior Sister Miya would be her perfect ideal type.

What a good Senior Sister, it's a pity she is a perverted mother tyrant.

"But is it really okay for us to hide like this?"

She turned to look at Audrey and Madeline and asked.

After all, they are the protagonists of this banquet. Can they really hide all the time?

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, this banquet is definitely not just to celebrate such a small thing as me making friends. The mothers made such a big move this time; there must be some reason we don't know."

The little fox shook her head and said so.

If it were the innocent Audrey of the past, she might really think that this banquet today was held by her mothers specifically for her, but now...

After playing Tamamo-no-Mae on East Ying Island once and mastering the bad woman thinking, Audrey finally grew up.

Even if she didn't enter the acting mode at this time, she could still vaguely see the ulterior motives under this overly abrupt banquet.

And on the side, Madeline looked at her sister beside her in surprise. The Succubus Witch didn't expect that she hadn't seen her sister for only a few months, and her sister had suddenly grown so much.

She was a bit curious about what her sister had experienced during the internship following the second aunt.

Dorothy: "..."

Ah, this...

The Home Witch blinked confusedly.

Damn, the most silly and sweet person is actually her. She really thought this banquet was held by the ladies to celebrate for Audrey.

She really didn't expect that this was just an excuse.

Dorothy looked at the somewhat disappointed Audrey, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say to comfort this Junior Sister.

Alas, is this the helplessness of a big family? Even family affection cannot be pure.

But the little fox was much stronger than she imagined.

"Senior Sister, you don't have to worry about me. I don't feel too sad. After all, I know that the mothers do love me, but it's impossible for them to only love me."

Audrey manipulated the little fox puppet and said so.

She looked at the banquet hall outside where desires flowed, and it could be considered the first time she witnessed the shadows under the bright lights of her hometown.

She really didn't mean to blame her mothers. On the contrary, she was more grateful to her mothers. After all, if it weren't for the protection of her mothers, she might not have survived an episode here in the past, and would have probably become a plaything for some big shot in this banquet hall long ago.

The little fox is in a complicated mood.

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