Chapter 817

Once upon a time, Dorothy was also a filial child.

Because she was an orphan in her past life, she cared especially about her family in this life, especially Adam, the biological father who raised her.

Dorothy's initial contact with alchemy was when she was wandering in the lower world as a child to treat this useless old man.

After all, compared to the constitution of a witch, humans are a very fragile and weak species.

It takes a long time to recover from injuries, they get sick in harsh environments, they catch colds if they aren't careful, and they need to eat on time, drink more hot water, etc.

In short, it's very troublesome.

This point couldn't be changed even after becoming a mage who mastered spellcasting.

Magic is not cultivation; it cannot make people immortal. Even if you can easily fly, control water and fire, you are essentially still a mortal.

Even a legendary human mage like Adam, whose magic level is enough to be respected by witches, could potentially be stabbed to death while walking down the street.

After all, people die when they are killed.

If humans want to live long and no longer be weak, they can only choose to stop being human.

Therefore, many human mages, after reaching a certain level of magic, will modify their bodies, transplant various extraordinary bloodlines, etc., so they can gain stronger power and longer lifespans.

But Adam is truly stubborn. He is really persistent about his human identity and never wants to modify his body even a little bit, which makes Dorothy, who was once human, sometimes find it hard to understand.

But as a daughter, what else could she do? Of course, forgive him.

So, the small goal Dorothy set when she first studied alchemy was to make him an elixir of immortality that would allow a mortal to live forever as a human.

In fact, she is still working toward this small goal today. Even alchemy was learned for this purpose. After all, the legendary masterpiece of alchemy—the Philosopher's Stone—can also make people immortal.

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

Especially after sweeping the grave for this father once during the Witch's Night, she suddenly let go of Adam's life and death.

Hmm, anyway, even if Adam dies, another identical one will grow out soon.

In a way, this can be considered immortality.

Moreover, Dorothy suspects that even if she really made the elixir of immortality that could maintain a human identity, Adam would probably still not eat it. This old guy would probably come up with some nonsense like "birth, aging, sickness, and death are part of life, one must experience them" as an excuse.

Dorothy even suspects that this guy is addicted to reincarnation.

Of course, this is just a joke. The Home Witch's intuition tells her that this father keeps reincarnating, keeps experiencing all kinds of life hardships, probably to hone himself, wanting to make a big splash when the time comes.

Dorothy remembered Senior Sister Fanny's reaction when she saw Adam—like a mouse seeing a cat—and felt that this father's depth was truly profound.

Damn, so, is there no one normal in this family except Alice, who is a real cutie?

On the other side, Adam really thought about it seriously before answering his daughter.

"Hmm, I can probably live for less than fifty more years."

He pondered his physical condition and gave this answer.

He is over forty years old this year, but his body is still quite good, and he pays attention to health, so living to an old age shouldn't be a problem.

Living to a hundred might be difficult, but living to over ninety shouldn't be a problem.

"I will try my best to live until the day I can witness you and your mother reach a conclusion."

He answered with a smile.

Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch had just wanted to complain about whether they were all obsessed with the number fifty, but she didn't expect Adam to steal her lines.

However, fifty years is indeed nothing for a witch, who is a long-lived species.

Even for an ordinary witch, fifty years is not even one-tenth of their long life, let alone those great witches who are almost immortal as long as they don't court death.

No wonder the grandmother just now agreed to Annie's proposal.

However...

"Hey, Annie, you're also an inquisitor, right? You didn't tell Grandmother about this identity?"

Dorothy suddenly remembered this and said with a strange expression.

Hmm, she herself had just been suspected of being a spy sent by the Inquisition, but compared to her, a clown who had been exposed long ago, Annie was the real spy of the Inquisition.

Dorothy glanced at Alice on the side.

The little witch's inquisitor assessment was recommended by Annie, so Annie was naturally also a member of the Inquisition, and it seemed her identity hadn't been exposed yet.

At least the reactions of Grandmother and the two beautiful aunts just now didn't look like they were in the know.

"Of course I am. Otherwise, why do you think the Inquisition has the data on the vampire rebellion?"

Looking at her stepdaughter's curious look, Annie rolled her eyes.

"Clearly, the most important thing for an inquisitor is to keep their identity secret so they can better complete various missions. You, on the other hand, made it known to the whole world. In the future, except for assault missions, you have no chance for other undercover investigation missions."

As a veteran of the Inquisition, Senior Annie imparted experience to the young junior.

Although it was clearly too late to impart it now.

Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch stared wide-eyed at the frank Stepmother.

When she was looking at the vampire data in the Dragon Mother's office before, Dorothy had marveled at the omnipresence of the Inquisition.

Such a sensitive matter as a rebellion must be strictly kept secret before action, and there must be no leakage, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

But the Inquisition knew such top-secret vampire information so clearly, which clearly showed that there was a mole inside the thirteen vampire clans, and this mole had status, otherwise they couldn't access such top secrets.

But Dorothy really didn't expect that this mole was her own Stepmother.

Although she knew Annie might be an inquisitor, in her view, this Stepmother wasn't the type to betray her family.

So, with Annie's temper, she shouldn't be that vampire witch mole.

"But..."

Looking at the self-exposing Annie, Dorothy was a bit stunned. She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

After all, Annie had done the right thing by putting justice before family, and shouldn't be questioned. Instead, someone like Dorothy who wanted to question her seemed to have insufficient awareness.

But this Stepmother was never a righteous person with such high moral standards, right?

Dim lights to protect eyes, small, medium, large.

"Hmm, don't imagine me as too righteous. I reported it with selfish motives. After all, you don't think the thirteen vampire clans are really a monolith, do you?"

Although the Home Witch hesitated, Annie saw the big question mark on the little girl's forehead. She had watched this daughter grow up, so she naturally knew what the unsaid words meant, so the Loli Stepmother explained directly.

"If I report it myself, even if it eventually leads to the worst ending, at least the Dracula family can be preserved. This is a condition I set early on. Although the family will definitely be severely damaged in the end, at least it won't be directly issued an extermination order by the Inquisition."

Annie's expression was also a bit gloomy. Clearly, she really had feelings for this family.

Once upon a time, she also thought about reviving the family with her own hands, but eventually found that she wasn't cut out for it. As for the other backup plans of the family she learned about later, she only wanted to say that they were truly courting death.

Although the thirteen vampire clans had always had the saying, "Our loyalty is limited to the contract with the God King, not the witch race; we have been free since the Heaven War."

But in the end, this was just the wishful thinking of the vampire witches. If it were still the God King era, then with that King's personality, she might really agree to the vampire witches' request to leave. But the great God King had retired for hundreds of thousands of years, and the two subsequent Witch Kings were never easy to talk to.

The Long Wang, that killing machine, naturally goes without saying. That King was a hero to witches, but a nightmare to the enemies of witches. The several great witch expeditions she launched back then made the entire Western Universe live in fear.

And the last trump card was Senior Fan Ni, but Senior Fan Ni's position as the future Fourth King determined that her power was not lent to her unconditionally.

Hat Senior would only help her save her life, but would not let her rely on her power to bully others.

As for the power of other sisters...

Sigh, everyone is still promising future, none of them have ascended yet. The name can still be used to bluff people, but the real power can't be borrowed much. Besides, just like she is unwilling to implicate the Dragon Mother and the family, she is actually unwilling to implicate her sisters because of her own affairs.

In the end, she can't really call the good sister shamefully.

Sigh, it turns out I am not as powerful as I imagined. The power borrowed from everywhere is ultimately a paper tiger, not very able to withstand the test.

Dorothy's originally floating mentality was suddenly hit. She looked down at her hand, and then clenched her fist.

If all external power is excluded, she seems to be really just a little witch with a little cleverness but only 100,000 mana....

Originally, she thought she already had the ability to protect her family, but it was not enough, it was far from enough.

She suddenly thought of the Dragon Mother's several warnings. Before, she was confident and felt that she could handle everything, but now it seems that your mother is ultimately your mother. She seems to have really been verified by the mother.

"Hee hee hee, don't be nervous, Young Lady, don't you still have me?"

Therefore, facing the Demon King's invitation, Annie chose the right path. She, the next mistress of the Dracula family at the time, chose to become a running dog under the Demon King.

You have a hammer use, everyone is still in the promising future stage, okay.

In the end, the vampire witches were too stupid. They didn't understand the Demon King at all. Clearly, it was this person who overthrew them from the position of Demon King and replaced them, but now the vampire witches still felt that this person was easy to talk to?

"Young Lady, you don't have to pay attention to Lucifer's crooked logic, and you don't have to wrong yourself to tolerate that group of vampire bugs. If anyone dares to offend you, they will face the judgment of the Apocalypse Legion."

This is Sophie Liya's voice.

Dorothy turned her head in surprise, and then looked at the Fallen Angel witch beside her. In those identical golden eyes, she felt the familiar seriousness.

The consciousness of the pure white witch is really descending here.

"Ah, Sophie Liya, don't mess around, you just arrived at the front line, how can you..."

The Home Witch subconsciously laughed.

How could she really let her roommate who just left come back, and she just entered the Apocalypse Legion, the position of fleet commander is probably not sitting firmly yet. It's really not good to have a conflict with the vampire clan for her sake.

It's just that her words were blocked before she finished. Sophie Liya didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. The unquestionable expression revealed in the golden eyes made Dorothy unable to speak directly.

Alright, this once familiar roommate has become strange after just a few days of not seeing her.

Unlike Dorothy and these little witches who are promising future, the pure white witch is really future has arrived. She is really a big shot who commands a legion.

"If necessary, I will call you."

The Home Witch found it difficult to look directly at those shining golden eyes. She lowered her head and didn't continue to refuse.

"Well, that's good."

Sophie Liya didn't say much, just stepped forward and skillfully helped Dorothy organize her collar and the folds on her clothes.

"Young Lady, make a big scene without scruples like before. I will always be by your side."

The pure white witch finally said this.

Dorothy just wanted to nod, and then found that the golden eyes in front of her became charming and agile again.

Alright, Sophie Liya has left, and Lucifer is back.

The Home Witch was stunned, and then shook her head helplessly.

The ghostly place on the front line is naturally not free. She has tried to find Sophie Liya for a few chats in the past two days, but the Student Council President who could easily handle everything in the student council in the witch academy in the past now has a tight and short reply.

"Why are you always distracted when you are so busy."

Dorothy pouted and whispered with some annoyance.

"Fine, Young Lady, you also saw it, the main body has spoken, so our plan has changed."

The Fallen Angel lady who had just been deprived of the right to control her body also transmitted helplessly.