Chapter 809: 813. The Demands of the Ladies

813. The Demands of the Ladies

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Venus City, Witch Opera House, Audrey's Mansion.

In this tranquil garden villa, an ordinary room door suddenly opened on its own. Then, from the room that should have been empty, two figures stepped out.

"Is this the Concept Gate of the Tribunal? It's truly impressive; it can pass through so many defensive barriers silently."

Lucifer looked at the familiar corridor before her and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"That goes without saying. The authorization level of the Tribunal is quite high. Aside from a few classified restricted areas, this Concept Gate is essentially unobstructed within the Witch World."

Seeing the Fallen Angel's amazed expression, Dorothy couldn't help but feel smug.

Hehe, usually she was the one acting like a country bumpkin who hadn't seen the world. Now, she finally had a rare opportunity to show off in front of these knowledgeable sisters.

Audrey's mansion was surrounded by various defensive barriers once laid down by Teacher Spider, boasting security that rivaled a war fortress. However, unfortunately, as long as these barriers used Witch magic technology, they couldn't stop the Tribunal's priority exemption.

Seeing her Young Lady's "petty triumph," Lucifer cooperated by putting on an expression of amazement.

Hmm, while the Young Lady can still laugh, I might as well indulge her a little.

The Fallen Angel, having already guessed that there might be some fun to watch, thought with a mischievous heart.

Dorothy, unaware of what this wicked thing was thinking, simply looked around the empty corridor.

"Mother brought us here in such a hurry earlier that we didn't even have time to greet them. I wonder if they've returned yet."

The Home Witch said this while releasing her mana and perception.

She soon let out a sigh of relief, as she quickly sensed several familiar mana fluctuations rushing toward them.

"Little Yaojing, you're back. Instructor Yufilia didn't do anything to you, did she?"

Sure enough, the figures of Senior Miya and the others soon appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

"Of course not, she's my own mother."

Dorothy also smiled and prepared to greet them, but as she walked, her pace slowed, and she even appeared a bit awkward.

Because her gaze passed through the tall, voluptuous Radiant Dragon Witch and saw the Nine-Tailed Fox Witch following closely behind.

Although they had already explained and laid everything out at the Court of Desire, time had been tight then, and there hadn't been much time to think. Seeing Audrey again now, the Home Witch felt slightly embarrassed.

However, the usually socially anxious little fox had no hesitation now; she rushed straight into Dorothy's arms and hugged the Home Witch's waist tightly.

"Senior Sister, it's so good that you're back. I thought you weren't coming back."

A faint but heavenly voice followed.

Goodness, this little junior sister actually dared to speak up.

Dorothy was quite happy about this; she felt this might be a sign that her junior sister's social anxiety was gradually improving.

"Mm-hmm, of course I had to come back. After all, I promised you we'd have a good time here."

She reached out and stroked Audrey's soft, smooth hair, which was like sunlight, comforting her.

Come to think of it, because she had been growing taller lately, her junior sister, who had originally been only slightly shorter than her, could now barely reach her chest. This height difference made the head-patting skill unexpectedly handy.

Well, even Senior Miya, whom she used to have to look up to, could now almost be looked at eye-to-eye. The growth period of a Dragon Witch is truly impressive.

She turned her head to look at Madelin on the side, and seeing that the Succubus Witch wasn't in a rage, wanting to draw her spinal chain sword to hack to death the scumbag who dared to toy with her sister's feelings, she let out another sigh of relief.

Hmm, that's good. It seems I've passed this hurdle.

The Scum Radish Witch thought with a sense of relief.

However, when that familiar little figure also came into view, she was slightly stunned.

"Alice, why are you here too? Didn't you go home?"

Dorothy was slightly puzzled.

Seeing such an expression from her sister—who was her sister by neither blood nor marriage—little Alice's face immediately fell.

Hmph, I knew it. Sister, you've found a new sister outside and forgotten about me, your old sister.

The little witch felt very aggrieved.

Clearly, she had been the first to smell her sister's scent and the first to run this way, but unfortunately, her strength was low, and running ahead was useless; in the end, she was still overtaken by the others.

And it wasn't just that she couldn't outrun them; her heartless sister was the last to see her, and even then, she looked puzzled.

Tsk, the sisterly bond has faded.

"Oh, I guess I came to the wrong place. I'm going home now."

The little witch's cherry lips were pouted enough to hang an oil pot. She stomped her feet, angrily preparing to ignore this "heartless" sister for at least an hour.

But just as she turned, she was swept up by a soft, invisible tentacle and fell into a warm, familiar embrace.

"Hahaha, you came just in time. I was actually planning to go find you."

Dorothy waved her hand, and the Witch's Tentacle Art pulled the sulking sister back. After learning about the danger of the vampires, Alice was the one she was most worried about now.

Seeing this silly sister still in the mood to sulk, the Home Witch finally felt at ease.

She was now hugging the vampire sister with one arm and the Nine-Tailed Fox junior sister with the other; this was very comfortable.

Unfortunately, this comfort was soon broken.

"Young Lady, I'm sorry, but Mother said that if you returned, she might want to see you."

Madelin hesitated for a moment but still spoke up.

The Home Witch, hugging her sisters, stiffened at these words.

Mothers? The Nine-Tailed Diva and the Bewitching Dancer?

If it were before, if these two friends' mothers wanted to see her, the Home Witch certainly wouldn't have been afraid, but now...

She looked down at the Nine-Tailed Fox junior sister in her arms, then at the Succubus older sister in front of her, and felt very guilty.

Could this be a summons to hold her accountable?

That shouldn't be it, right? How could such matters between young people alarm the parents? It shouldn't be, really shouldn't be.

The Home Witch comforted herself, but still asked Madelin cautiously.

"Okay, I'll go right away. I just don't know why the aunts want to see me..."

"Probably about the livestream. I didn't dare to ask about the rest."

The Succubus Witch turned her head away, feeling a bit embarrassed to look at her hunting target.

Recalling the serious and earnest faces of her mothers when they gave her instructions, she was actually a bit panicked herself.

If the Young Lady had just been her own hunting target, the mothers probably wouldn't have cared, but now the Young Lady was also her sister's online dating partner. The two sisters' targets had collided, and on that strange court, they had both staked their entire futures. It was no wonder the mothers' faces were so bad after such a scandal.

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Moreover, the key point was that the Young Lady was truly innocent; she hadn't intentionally provoked the sisters, it was the two sisters who had given themselves away...

Dorothy was stunned upon hearing this.

Livestream? What livestream? Ah, wait, could it be? Arty, you dog, are you really that ruthless?

An ominous premonition surged in the Home Witch's heart. Although she was a bit careless, Miss Forest Witch was one of the smartest people in the world. Once reminded, her inspiration jumped, and she connected everything.

The peeking she felt from the audience at the Court of Desire, the Dragon Mother who came in a rage but took her and Lucifer away directly, and the high turnover rate of the passerby inquisitors along the way...

With a *swish*, Dorothy pulled the hat—Senior Sister—off her head and slapped it onto her face.

Senior Sister Fanny cooperated by switching into the clown mask form, the clown's smile on the mask stretching to the earlobes.

It's over, I've really become a clown now.

Dorothy was ashamed to death.

Question: What should you do when your romantic entanglement and dark history are watched by the whole world? Waiting online, it's really urgent.

The Home Witch truly regretted not listening to the Dragon Mother and going straight home just now.

She had naively thought everything was over. Goodness, it turns out everything had only just begun.

Oh my, how will I have the face to see anyone in the future?

A new identity, I need a new identity!

Dorothy shouted in her heart, going crazy.

Hmm, Arty, oh Arty, don't let me catch you, or you'll suffer greatly. No one can save you, I said it.

However, no matter how angry and ashamed she was, the Home Witch thought about it and didn't refuse the two ladies' invitation.

Sigh, other viewers are one thing, and misunderstandings are misunderstandings, but the misunderstandings of friends' mothers must be explained clearly, otherwise, it might affect the pure and flawless sisterly bond between everyone.

Thus, after Senior Sister Fanny changed from a mask back into a witch's hat, Dorothy, with a tragic sense of going to her death, followed the Succubus Witch to the manor's main residence not far from Audrey's mansion.

"Senior Sister, it's okay. Mother won't do anything to you. I will stop them."

Audrey, who had reluctantly left the Home Witch's embrace, looked at her senior sister encouragingly and transmitted this message.

Looking at the little fox's "Senior Sister, I am with you" look, the Home Witch only felt that she was probably done for.

Crossing the long line of maids again, the group arrived at the manor's main residence, and in the reception hall, they saw those two popular superstar ladies of the Witch World after a long time.

"Hello, aunts. I heard from Madelin that you wanted to see me."

Dorothy braced herself, stepped forward, bowed humbly, and greeted them.

Under immense pressure, she didn't even dare to look up, fearing she would see the man-eating glares of the two ladies.

The Home Witch could somewhat understand the anger the ladies must be feeling. After all, if she had a daughter in the future, and they were sisters, and they suddenly brought home a wild girl and told her this was their shared target...

No, just thinking about it made her fists clench.

If such a situation really occurred, what kind of peace-loving Wood Witch? She would go straight to iron-fisted rule.

In short, the Home Witch stood there like a minion, as humble as dust.

Then, her face was pinched by a perfect, beautiful hand. Those slender, well-defined fingers, which clearly looked suited for playing the piano, gently traced her chin, forcing her to look up.

Thus, first the voluptuous figure swaying nine fox tails, and then the charming face with a smile appeared in her field of vision.

This was the Nine-Tailed Diva.

The Home Witch glanced sideways and saw the Bewitching Dancer beside her, who was also watching her with interest, arms crossed.

"Look up, let us take a good look at you."

The Nine-Tailed lady said in a gentle voice.

Dorothy didn't dare to move recklessly; she naturally and obediently put on a "cute and ingratiating" smile.

Come to think of it, these two ladies didn't seem as furious as she had imagined; instead, they were both smiling and seemed to be in a good mood. Ah, could there be some misunderstanding?

No, no, no, this could be laughing out of extreme anger. Some people really do smile more brilliantly the angrier they get.

The Home Witch shivered.

"I'm sorry, aunts. It's my fault. As long as you can forgive me, I will do whatever you ask."

She took the initiative to admit her mistake.

However, her words seemed to make the two ladies somewhat dissatisfied. The two looked at each other, and then the Bewitching Dancer stepped forward, her purple succubus eyes staring into Dorothy's dragon pupils.

"Are you really willing to do anything?"

The Succubus lady asked.

Ah, no way. Usually, people who say such things are just expressing sincerity. You are taking this seriously.

She felt panicked in her heart, feeling that these two ladies were indeed angry. However, she didn't mean to lie or prevaricate; she, Dorothy, never lied.

So the Home Witch nodded.

"Yes, as long as it is not something harmful, illegal, or against human ethics, I will do my best to complete it."

Dorothy said earnestly.

She also knew that the sisters' bets at the Court of Desire were clearly extraordinary. After all, they had made vows in front of the Demon King, and the stakes were maxed out and difficult to change.

Therefore, to repay the sisters' importance, she was willing to do her best.

Hearing such a serious answer and seeing the seriousness in the Home Witch's eyes, the Bewitching Dancer's charming purple pupils softened significantly.

She turned her head to look at the Nine-Tailed Diva, then nodded.

"What a good child. It really makes one like you more the more one looks. Then, our request is, how about you let us see your true face?"

The Nine-Tailed lady's gentle voice sounded again.

Ah, no way. Why this request?

The Home Witch was very puzzled and indeed a bit troubled. After all, the Face of God was not a joke.

But in the end, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Yes, okay."

Seeing her nod, the two ladies' smiles became even gentler.

"Your makeup is indeed a bit terrible. Later, Aunt will teach you how to apply it properly..."

The Nine-Tailed lady waved her hand, wiping away the disguise sealing the Face of God on Dorothy's face while saying this.

However, as she spoke, her voice stalled.

Because as the black-rimmed glasses were removed, the long bangs lifted, the messy makeup wiped away, and the dowdy, thick braids undone, a face of indescribable beauty burst into the two ladies' eyes.

The two top-tier peak witches were stunned for a moment, as if they had been hit by a freezing spell.

Ladies in time-stop...