Chapter 845

Fenrir was very spirited as she recounted the various legends of Adam's past to Dorothy and Adi. In her words, this Mr. Hero was practically the epitome of the hero profession; he had done every single thing a hero was supposed to do without missing a beat, a legend among legends.

It was just that these legends were often "allegedly" so—things heard from others—so their authenticity was slightly worth doubting.

In any case, Adi rolled her eyes as she listened, feeling that this dog-person witch lady's fan-girl filter was simply too thick; there was no such perfect person in the world.

Dorothy, however, listened with great interest. Although she also felt that the stories Fenrir told sounded too outrageous, as if they had stitched the stories of multiple heroes onto one person, she thought about Adam's personality and then about the outrageous strength of the hero Adam she had just met.

Hmm, she could only say that it didn't seem to be fake.

"Then why did he come to Night City now? He wouldn't want to save the Witch World, would he?"

Adi suddenly discovered a blind spot and asked as such.

According to the dog-person witch lady's stories, this Mr. Hero's life should either be spent saving the world or on the way to saving the world, without a moment of rest. Since he appeared in Night City now, didn't that mean something big was about to happen in Night City?

But Night City was clearly still quite peaceful; no matter how one looked at it, it didn't look like something big was about to happen.

That was what the Demon King lady thought.

But upon hearing her say this, Dorothy, who was on the side, was stunned.

Adi might not know what was about to happen, but as a person from the future, the Home Witch knew these things clearly.

Night City was indeed about to become restless, and the culprit behind the huge chaos that would cause the entire city to change hands was none other than her and Adi.

Good heavens, could it be that Dad came to snipe the two of us?

A string of cold sweat broke out on top of Dorothy's head.

However, she quickly shook her head, denying this guess. After all, there was no such thing in real history, and there was absolutely no plot of a human hero crashing in "Lies and Tricks."

Hmm, a coincidence, it should just be a coincidence.

"What's wrong, can't Mr. Adam save the Witch World? He is much more powerful than most witches, okay?"

Hearing Adi's obviously provocative words and seeing her respected idol being looked down upon, Fenrir was a bit unhappy. But this time, the dog-person witch lady's rebuttal lacked strength.

"Heh, look up at the twin suns in the sky and think about whether this world needs a human hero to save it."

The Demon King lady curled her lips in disdain and said so.

Tsk tsk tsk, who wasn't a world-destroying element? She was born with the fate of a Demon King, destined to bring boundless disaster to the Witch World, but was it useful? Being a villain in this damn Witch World was simply hell-difficulty, okay.

As long as the twin suns in the sky were still there, her future Demon King self was destined not to make much of a splash.

But it didn't matter; fate or whatever, whatever. Whoever wants to do it can do it. Anyway, she had given up; she just wanted to live a peaceful, shameless life with her teacher now. ….

As for Adi's words, Fenrir was also silent.

Although she was indeed very close to Mr. Adam, she didn't think this Mr. Hero could be mentioned in the same breath as the twin kings in the sky.

Human heroes could only save the human world; the Witch World had its own witch heroes to save it, and the two suns hanging in the sky were such witch heroes.

"Alright, alright, you two stop for a while."

Watching the two of them bickering, Dorothy had no choice but to speak up and act as a peacemaker.

"Haven't you arrived at your house yet?"

She asked Fenrir, trying to change the subject.

"We've arrived, it's right ahead."

The dog-person witch lady pointed to a rather large villa not far away and said so.

It could be seen that Fenrir still had quite a status in this Avalon Village; the villa she pointed to was surprisingly one of the two villas with the best location and largest area in the entire residential area.

"My god, it's so messy, it really looks like a dog kennel."

Before Dorothy could speak, Adi had already commented mercilessly.

But this time, it really wasn't the Demon King lady's sharp tongue; she was just stating the facts.

The Home Witch was also dumbfounded looking at this messy villa that could directly film a horror movie. She really didn't expect that someone actually lived in this haunted place. If Fenrir hadn't said so, she would have thought it was an abandoned house.

Although the villa's architecture was still quite complete, the garden was overgrown with weeds, the wild grass was almost taller than a person. In the only open space without grass, various fitness equipment were placed in a mess, and a large pile of various scrapped wooden dummies, sofas, and other props were piled up in the corner.

And Dorothy turned her head to look at the neighbor next door.

It was clearly two identical houses. Look at the neighbor's neatly trimmed, blooming, and landscaped garden, and then look at Fenrir's side.

The Home Witch sighed.

She should have thought of it earlier; after all, the dog-person witch lady herself was actually quite rough.

There was no makeup on her face, and even her hairstyle was obviously cut by herself blindly. Those bangs that looked like they had been bitten by a dog were very messy, and the magic robe on her body was also a simple standard teacher's robe, which had been washed until it was a bit white.

Hmm, that is to say, she was indeed good-looking and had a solid foundation, so it could only be said that she had a kind of wild, messy beauty. If this were replaced by an ordinary mortal with average looks, she would be a sloppy savage.

"Teacher, I think it's more reliable for us to go to the neighbor next door to borrow a room."

Adi stood at the door and suggested with great disgust.

And this made Fenrir very ashamed and annoyed.

Come to think of it, this was the first time she had brought someone home since she grew up. After all, she really didn't have friends who were close to this extent before, and for a moment, she didn't think about how her house would be viewed by others.

Now that she was disliked by Adi, she realized that her house was indeed a bit messy.

She herself was the kind of person who didn't pay much attention to her living environment. Anyway, having a place to shelter from the wind and rain and a bed was enough. Anyway, she usually went out early and returned late, and rarely stayed in the house.

And she had always been quite busy, and really didn't have the time to trim the garden or anything. ….

For other witches, these trivial matters of life would definitely be left to servants to do, but in Avalon Village, everyone was equal. Even if she was a witch, she was not more noble than other alien neighbors.

Even though many people had expressed their willingness to help her, Fenrir refused. She didn't want to get special treatment for herself and destroy the atmosphere of equality that Mr. Adam had worked so hard to establish.

But now, using this to entertain guests was indeed a bit inappropriate, especially since Miss Holmes looked like the kind of young lady born in an upper-class noble family, who must be very particular about the living environment. At this moment, the ashamed dog-person witch lady didn't even dare to look at Dorothy. She just lowered her head awkwardly, and then bit the bullet and laughed dryly.

"Haha, it is indeed a bit messy. Lady Holmes, wait for me for a few minutes, I will clean it up soon. As for next door, that is Mr. Adam's residence."

Fenrir said so, then rushed into the courtyard quickly, pulled out two big machetes from the weapon rack in the corner, and prepared to weed first and trim the weeds in this garden.

It was just that, seeing the dog-person witch lady already starting to charge up her twin blades, Dorothy hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

There was no way, with the magic power Fenrir had just gathered, that was not weeding, that was clearly demolishing the house. After those few slashes, the grass would probably be gone, and the ground and the house would be removed together.

The Home Witch began to suspect whether Fenrir's racial template was a Husky among the dog-beast people.

After all, if you only look at the appearance, this dog-person witch lady looked no different from the werewolf witches of later generations.

Besides, they were witches, they knew magic. Shouldn't this kind of daily cleaning matter be done with magic? What are you doing with your weapons as if you are ready to fight?

"You rest on the side. I still know a thing or two about garden maintenance and house care. Let this be the rent for borrowing a room for the next period of time."

Dorothy said so to Fenrir.

Well, after all, she was a professional civil engineering witch.

"Uh, how can I be so embarrassed?"

The dog-person witch lady was even more embarrassed. How could there be a reason for the host to let the guest help clean up? But seeing Dorothy's unquestionable professional eyes, she couldn't help but be shocked, and then silently retreated to the side.

And Dorothy swept her spiritual power, roughly looked at the layout of the villa, silently designed a draft in her heart, and finally snapped her fingers.

"Witch's Magic Garden."

She whispered in her heart.

Subsequently, gentle magic power spread from her body and quickly permeated the entire garden. Wherever this magic power passed, the weeds began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there was something underground devouring their vitality. Even the weeds known for their tenacious vitality could not withstand this extraction. They quickly turned yellow, then rotted, and finally became fertilizer in the soil.

However, their vitality did not disappear, it just transferred. In the invisible underground, magical magic quickly converted the weeds' seeds into seeds of various flowers, and then catalyzed them.

Suddenly, the barren land began to sprout. ….

Green shrubs grew neatly, turning into natural fences. Various landscaping trees began to grow along the predetermined trajectory, growing into various good-looking shapes. Hundreds of flowers bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers permeated, refreshing the heart. Even in the abandoned fish pond in the garden, small lotus leaves began to show their sharp corners.

The abandoned garden, which had just looked like a horror movie scene, instantly turned into a kingdom of elves and fairies in a fairy tale.

Even Dorothy waved her hand again, and the villa, which looked a bit old due to lack of maintenance, suddenly looked like it had been newly renovated. Whether it was the outer wall or the inner wall, or even various dead corners, they were all renovated by invisible power, becoming like they had just been renovated.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times it is used, this omnipotent primal magic power is always shocking."

After getting everything done, Dorothy sighed in her heart.

Magic power is omnipotent.

This is magic, the power that allows people to do whatever they want.

"Alright, Miss Fenrir, see if there is anything else that needs to be modified, and I will help you modify it again."

After getting everything done, Dorothy turned her head to look at the dog-person witch lady and asked so.

After all, she was the owner of the house. Just now, she estimated that Fenrir didn't have an ideal garden model in her heart, so she made a template first, and then she could make more detailed fine-tuning according to her needs.

It was just that, as soon as she turned her head, she saw the dog-person witch lady looking like her chin was about to fall off.

Fenrir was really shocked now. She was looking at Dorothy with eyes like she was looking at a miracle.

Although the time-reversal magic previously displayed by Miss Holmes had already shocked her, the new shock brought to her by the magic that shaped such a beautiful garden between her hands was no less than that time.

"No, it's already very beautiful."

Looking at the neat and beautiful garden, how could the dog-person witch lady be dissatisfied?

After all, Miss Holmes even thoughtfully left her a workout area and re-refined various perfect professional fitness equipment using the waste materials in the corner. Such a high-end professional fitness area was something she didn't even dare to think about in the past, okay.

"So magic can still do such things? This is the first time I've known."

Fenrir looked at this home that had become incomparably beautiful with some emotion, and couldn't help but sigh.

For her who grew up in Night City, the city of sin, magic is power, it is a fist, it is something that can protect herself and deter others.

This is a dangerous power of destruction.

But now, Miss Holmes has shown her another possibility of magic, making her realize that this is not just a power of destruction, but also a power of creation.

In fact, it was not just the dog-person witch lady who was shocked, Adi on the side was also the same.

Before, she had always been from the perspective of being beaten, but now that she could watch her teacher cast spells, she noticed more things.

In the Demon King lady's view, her teacher's spellcasting had a unique aesthetic beauty like art, and she couldn't help but be fascinated as she watched.

She also saw deeper than Fenrir.

In her view, what her teacher just displayed was not just the power of creation, but also a more terrifying power of destruction. After all, the weeds had something to say.

This is the supreme dominance of life and death at will, I am the law of heaven.

The reason why she was fascinated by her teacher was that she was attracted by this free will.

To hell with fate, to hell with desire, my life should be decided by myself.

It's just, can I really do it too?

Adi looked up at the twin suns in the sky, then looked down at her own hands, and then sighed.

Sigh, how could such a thing be possible.

Demon King in decadence.

(End of this chapter)

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