Chapter 751: Morning Exercise Routine

The next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight gently shone into the garden mansion, which was as beautiful as a fairy tale world and full of pure girlish heart, the beautiful witch on the bed opened her eyes.

"Good morning, City of Night."

Dorothy thought in her heart.

Although she was still sleepy, although the terrible quilt Demon King was still trying to seal her, although the temptation of the original sin of laziness was so tempting, the Home Witch still got up decisively without hesitation like a machine under the inertia of self-discipline.

As soon as her feet landed, various life magic that had become instinct diligently began to serve their master.

The perfect body, which was like the most proud work of the gods, struggled out of the "blood basin mouth" of the doll dragon pajamas, just like a beautiful snake had just completed a skin shedding. The old shell was scattered on the ground, and the newborn body was glowing white in the morning light, especially the edge of the body contour, as if holy light was shining.

It's a pity that soon the hateful witch clothes took the masterpiece of the gods as their own, very domineeringly embracing the peerless beauty, selfishly reluctant to let others see a little bit.

And with the Home Witch's walking, various toiletries and makeup props jumped and followed, and then carried out their work in an orderly manner, as if there were invisible maid elves using them.

By the time everything was over, the beautiful witch disappeared, and what remained in place was a soil girl witch with braids and black-rimmed glasses.

"Today is still a hopeful day."

The Home Witch looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and the beautiful garden downstairs, thinking so.

Subsequently, she turned around and picked up the witch hat on the bedside and put it on her head. Fan Ni-Senpai, who was still zzzz, was also awakened. She used her tentacles to cover the indescribable terrifying big mouth on the tip of the hat, yawned, and then the eyes of the stars above the starry brim of the hat opened in a daze.

"Good morning, Qian Bao."

"Well, good morning, Senpai."

Dorothy responded like this.

And the two little guys, Bast and Fafna, who had woken up early by the bed, also stopped playing, and the two little cuties jumped onto the Home Witch's shoulders one by one, occupying their exclusive throne.

Actually, the Home Witch felt that this was quite heavy. Although the two little guys didn't change much in appearance, they were actually incomparable to when they were just born half a year ago.

Although Bast's appearance was still a palm-sized kitten, in fact, this guy's spiritual body was already a huge black tiger bigger than a person. Although the weight of the flesh could be ignored, the weight of the soul was very heavy.

And Fafna was just the opposite. The little dragon's soul was still a dragon, but her body...

Sigh, if the little guy lifted the cute state now, her dragon body was already about as big as a medium bus. Coupled with the fact that she was a Kai beast and had a higher density body structure than ordinary dragons, her weight might be several times heavier than dragons of the same size.

This is a veritable little fatty, a heavy tank.

However, the good news is that the little dragon can barely be ridden now. This size is just right as a mount, not too big, and unlike the previous few months, there won't be the ridiculous feeling of Lu Bu riding a dog.

And the feeling of these two little guys pressing on her shoulders one by one was quite strange. One side was the weight of the soul, and the other side was the weight of the body, which was very unbalanced.

If it were an ordinary witch, she might really not be able to carry it, but this little pressure was just a sprinkle of water for Dorothy.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I raised you two hoping that you would serve me, but now I am your mount every day."

Dorothy teased the cat and dragon dotingly and complained.

Just like that, she walked out of the room with three familiars on her head.

However, she seemed to have gotten up a bit early. The sisters hadn't gotten up yet, and Audrey's mansion was not served by any servants on weekdays because of the owner's social phobia, which made it look a bit deserted.

However, the Home Witch didn't care much. She leisurely came to the garden, originally with a rare elegant interest to appreciate these beautiful flowers.

But looking at it, Dorothy's gaze was unconsciously attracted by another figure in the garden.

That was a beautiful woman who could overwhelm the crowd. Even without powder, even in simple clothes, even sweating profusely, she still had a charm that was more bright than any flower.

Well, after all, she is a succubus.

"Good morning, Madeline."

The Home Witch greeted the succubus witch who had gotten up at some point and seemed to have been exercising for a while.

This model of a holy knight was wearing a set of clean white practice clothes, holding a wooden sword that looked heavy, and was constantly swinging it.

She swung very seriously. The Home Witch could feel that every time she swung the sword, the muscles under the loose practice clothes were perfectly mobilized like the most precise machine.

This kind of practice where every sword goes all out is naturally very tiring. Even a witch can't bear this percentage of physical strength consumption, so Madeline's face was actually full of sweat, and there were some watermarks on the practice clothes.

Sweating profusely? Although the Home Witch actually doesn't like to use this somewhat coy vocabulary, she moved her nose and really smelled a faint fragrance.

Good heavens, the sweat of a succubus actually has a fragrance; she is truly worthy of being a descendant of Lust who has maxed out her charm stats.

However, while other succubi are delicate, soft, and easily pushed over, the one before Dorothy...

Hmm, compared to being a "man-slayer," Madeline seems even more of a "woman-slayer." This young knight, sweating like rain under the morning light, is simply devastatingly handsome.

Hearing Dorothy's greeting, Madeline, who had been completely immersed in her training, stopped her movements. She turned her head and saw the earthy-looking witch standing amidst the flowers. The ice on her previously cold face instantly melted, revealing a warm, heart-melting smile.

She picked up the towel hanging around her neck to wipe the sweat from her face, then said apologetically.

"Big Miss? Did you wake up so early? Sorry, I thought you would all wake up a bit later, so I didn't go to the training ground, and I disturbed your flower viewing."

"No, no, I'm actually a vulgar person myself; I can't appreciate flowers. Compared to flowers, you look better, Madeline."

Dorothy shook her head quickly and then said this sincerely.

This was the truth. As a vulgar person, how could she understand the beauty of fresh flowers? At most, she would only exclaim, "Holy crap, that's really damn pretty." Compared to those delicate flowers that were all show, watching the succubus witch train was much more interesting.

Hmm, at least she could actually understand the martial techniques.

And the succubus witch laughed even more happily upon hearing this. In the Witch Academy, the gaze of an Ice-Heart Succubus is as biting as the ten-thousand-year ice of the Far North, making people feel both awe and a bit of chill. But at this moment, the unmelted ice had turned into a soft crescent moon, containing the gentle spring water of a tender heart.

Madeline knew that someone as straightforward as this Big Miss certainly didn't mean to flatter her with honeyed words; it was likely that she meant her martial techniques were good. But for a martial arts fanatic like her, being praised for her technique was even more gratifying than being praised for her looks.

"They might wake up a bit later. How about the two of us spar?"

Since she was idle anyway, seeing Madeline's morning training made Dorothy feel a bit eager to try, so she simply issued an invitation.

Although she had only sparred with the succubus witch once half a year ago when she crashed the Martial Arts Society, as the nutritional consultant for the Martial Arts Society, her Fairy King Zhai Wuhun often hung around the society, and she was very familiar with the members of the Correction Team 13, often sparring with Madeline under Long Ma's guidance.

Hmm, so the two of them had actually known each other for a long time; they weren't strangers.

"Of course, I couldn't ask for more."

Upon hearing this, the succubus witch's eyes lit up, and unconcealed excitement flashed within her purple pupils.

Still only at the Martial Saint level, she knew she was no match for the Big Miss, but that was no reason to surrender without a fight. A true martial artist should charge toward those who are stronger.

Thus, she pulled out a huge weapon rack from her pocket, which had all eighteen types of weapons, although they were all wooden training weapons.

The Home Witch walked up, took a brief look at the weapon rack, and felt a little sour inside.

Don't think that wooden training weapons are cheaper than real blades and guns; in fact, the price of top-tier training weapons is frighteningly high.

And the rack of weapons before her were all top-tier; just a few of them could probably equal her entire life savings.

"Tsk tsk tsk, all weapons made of Peace-Stopping Wood. This stuff is priceless and hard to find."

The Home Witch sighed to herself.

For training, preventing accidental injury is naturally the most important thing. And this Peace-Stopping Wood is just as its name implies; although its texture is harder than Witch Gold and the weapons crafted from it are sharp enough to cut iron like mud, this stuff just can't kill anyone, and it's even hard to cut someone.

Weapons crafted from this material can only cut inanimate objects; it is very difficult to harm living creatures.

But the yield of Peace-Stopping Wood is extremely low; it only grows in small quantities in those true lands of peace. And in this West Universe where big fish eat little fish and war is constant, true lands of peace are scarcer than giant pandas.

Not to mention that once this priceless Peace-Stopping Wood is discovered, that land of peace probably won't be peaceful for long.

The Home Witch looked enviously at these precious weapons and then picked out a long saber.

And once she held the long saber, Dorothy's breathing rhythm changed instantly. The previously harmless-looking, inconspicuous earthy girl seemed to instantly transform into a bloodthirsty, sword-drawing ghost.

Well, she had gone on a killing spree on the Yingzhou Island, and it had become a bit of an instinct.

Opposite her, Madeline was even more like she was facing a great enemy. At this moment, in her eyes, the Big Miss's figure had disappeared, replaced by a Shura Evil Dragon standing amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

That was the Ruined Long Wang Aspect.

The succubus witch's infatuation with the Big Miss was largely because she coveted this Ruined Long Wang Aspect, which, like the Long Wang, was an Unyielding Zhai Wuhun. Her preference was just for this type.

However, if the Big Miss's Ruined Long Wang Aspect only possessed the form before, then now, this Zhai Wuhun, which seemed to have evolved again on a real battlefield, already possessed spirit and soul.

In this instant, Madeline only felt her brain trembling.

Being targeted by such a strongest Zhai Wuhun, her own Holy Knight Zhai Wuhun was completely suppressed. She was naturally a bit afraid, but even more excited.

Mmm, yes, that's the feeling, that's the flavor.

There was a flush of excitement on the succubus witch's face. Even though they hadn't started yet, she was already high.

Opposite her, Dorothy rubbed her nose; she felt the fragrance around her seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

But it wasn't a big problem; after all, they were in a garden.

The two of them looked at each other, confirming the gaze.

And since their eyes had met, a duel was already inevitable.

The next moment, both disappeared from their spots, followed by a continuous clanging sound.

Because it was a sparring morning exercise, neither of them used any strange auxiliary magic, and they didn't even use much mana; it was purely a duel of skills.

However, it was precisely because of this purity that it was so beautiful and deadly.

The clashing light of blades and swords between the two was like beautiful flowers blooming in the void, while their constantly flickering figures were as stunning as dancers battling on a stage.

And as they fought, Dorothy also got high. After all, she was a Dragon Witch. As the dragon blood in her body boiled, those violent, bloodthirsty, and combative factors were gradually being unsealed and released.

Although the reclusive Yingzhou Island was outdated because of its conservatism, the pure art of the sword had reached its peak due to the existence of Tsukahara Isshin.

Even if it was just the peak of technique, lacking a soul, it was already very terrifying.

And Dorothy's Dragon Breath Sword Art absorbed the essence of many sword schools on Yingzhou Island. Although there was still a significant gap compared to the Sword Saint's ultimate technique of Tsukahara Isshin, which reached the Realm of No Thought purely through technique, it was already a quite brilliant martial art.

Even by the standards of witches, this could probably be rated around the tenth ring of the Martial Arts category, which had already reached the level of a Forbidden Spell.

Hmm, Miss Forest Witch finally had a Forbidden Spell-level magic, although it was impossible for her to hang this thing on the Mana Web to sell.

However, although Madeline opposite her felt the pressure increasing and was a bit overwhelmed, the succubus lady's defense was never broken. After all, if we only talk about the skill level, the Judgment Sword Art of the Discipline Knight in her hand was actually of a higher level.

This was a set of orderly inherited Holy Knight signature sword arts, from the 0-ring basic sword techniques all the way to the 12-ring Sword of Vowed Justice. After the efforts of countless generations of Holy Knights, this inherited secret sword art was almost perfect, with no weaknesses.

The succubus lady was also a true genius in the Martial Arts category. Even if she wasn't as good as a certain cheater, the solid foundation she had built through countless days and nights of hard training was not meaningless.

However, even so, facing the offensive of the Shura Evil Dragon that was gradually baring its fangs and claws and revealing its cruel nature, the diligent knight eventually had a moment of exhaustion.

Although the knight lady was actually in pain and happy at the same time.

After all, she was a succubus Holy Knight; the more disadvantaged she was, the more she enjoyed it, and the more she enjoyed it, the more high-spirited she became.

The only problem was that there was a limit to the pleasure, even if that limit was a bit high and almost impossible to reach normally.

But the last time Madeline was so happy that she lost consciousness seemed to have been bestowed by the opponent in front of her.

However

"Senior Sister, Big Sister, if you keep fighting, my garden will be gone."

The little fox doll's somewhat aggrieved voice came.

Audrey is shivering.