Chapter 858

The mother and daughter of the Ventrue clan had very complicated feelings at this time, especially the Ventrue Grand Duke, who narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at these two nominal "nieces."

Mm, actually, they can't be considered nieces, at least Mikala can't be, after all, the two are actually the same age, and the other party might even be slightly older than her.

If you really talk about seniority, Mikala is even Ventrue's senior; the other party was embraced earlier than her.

The reason why she could become one of the thirteen Grand Dukes was entirely because in the ancient times when the City of Sin hadn't even been established, the Ventrue family was one of the powerful noble families in this city. City Lord Satan and True Ancestor Lilith were both later conquerors. At that time, in order to better subdue the powerful nobles in the city, this gave them a certain degree of autonomy, allowing them to establish clans respectively.

The current nine clans of the sacrificial faction all came this way, and because the Ventrue family was the leader of the nobles at that time, this led to the current status of the second strongest among the thirteen clans.

As for the three clans of the return faction, these three were foreign forces that joined the City of Sin later, and because they brought their families and had considerable strength, they were also granted autonomy.

But actually, in the years when True Ancestor Lilith was still there, these twelve clans were always illegitimate, tools, and servants. The real direct clan was always only the Dracula clan; that was True Ancestor's confidante.

Okay, even now, the strength of the Dracula clan is still comparable to the other twelve families combined; they are still the direct line.

Therefore, even though two Marquises were visiting, this Ventrue Grand Duke still received them personally, not daring to be negligent at all.

My Ventrue family hasn't offended the Dracula family recently, right? Why do these two want to frame me like this?

Ventrue Grand Duke looked at the "gift" carried by these two cheap "nieces," her face calm, but her heart was already full of vigilance.

If it weren't for the fact that her daughter had just shown her the matter of this future Demon King last night, she might have really been fooled today.

"Thank you both for your concern, but I've looked, this is not the soul we need."

The Grand Duke finally stepped forward and pretended to carefully examine this future Demon King, and finally shook her head, saying so with a face full of regret.

Mm, actually, she saw at a glance the extremely evil special soul of this young black-haired witch, and was also incomparably sure that this was the sacrifice Satan wanted, but this is the future third king. Sacrificing this one, that would really be a sinner through the ages of the Witch World.

Before, Ventrue had also seen the incomparably prosperous Demon King era shown by the magic performance from her daughter's memory. Even as a Blood Clan Grand Duke, she was very yearning for the era when those demon witches could hold their heads high and walk proudly on the road.

This one can become the savior of their demon witches.

Of course, if she only looked at the pictures in her memory, she was still half-believing, but now after checking it personally, especially finding that this young little witch was only sixteen years old and had about 500,000 Mana, she didn't have much doubt about it.

This child is so monstrous, she really has the posture of becoming a king.

Mm, can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke, this is too hot to handle, must send away quickly...

The road to the king's throne is tortuous and rugged. A general's success requires ten thousand bones to wither, let alone a King of the World.

The road to the throne of the two kings in the sky, whether it is God King or Dragon King, has gone through ups and downs, stepping on countless uninteresting stepping stones. And this future Demon King will naturally be the same.

It's just that the Ventrue family doesn't want to be one of the stepping stones for this Demon King's rise.

Thinking of this, the Grand Duke couldn't help but look at her daughter Lucia on the side, secretly rejoicing that her daughter's information was timely.

If it weren't for her daughter notifying her in time last night, then today, when she saw the gift delivered by these two nieces without knowing anything, she would definitely have accepted it with great joy...

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If it weren't for her daughter notifying her in time last night, then today, when she saw the gift delivered by these two nieces without knowing anything, she would definitely have accepted it with great joy.

At that time, regardless of whether the sacrifice was successful or not, her Ventrue family would probably be cold.

After all, sacrificing the future third king, can the World Consciousness and the two kings in the sky let you go?

And if the sacrifice fails, you offended the future third king. After the Demon King takes the throne, do you still want to run?

In short, I can't afford to provoke, but I can't hide? Whoever wants this gift can have it, anyway, my family can't afford it.

Camilla: "..."

Elizabeth: "..."

The royal sisters were silent for a while, and also looked at each other, a bit puzzled.

This script is not right.

The two of them also didn't expect that this plan would encounter such variables just after it started. Before coming, the two of them thought of several reasons to explain the origin of this "gift," but they never thought that this Ventrue Grand Duke would directly refuse to accept it.

After all, who in the thirteen Blood Clan families doesn't know that the Ventrue family is the most loyal sacrificial faction, and old blood clans like Camilla know some secrets that young people don't know.

That is, in the past when witches hadn't appeared yet, in the years when the City of Sin was still ruled by City Lord Satan, this Ventrue Grand Duke had a crush on the City Lord and really wanted to be the City Lord's wife.

How could she refuse such a gift that could please her crush?

But now the other party really refused. Although the sisters were puzzled, they couldn't force the other party to accept the gift.

The two had to secretly look at a "follower" on the side.

That was also a Blood Clan witch. Judging from the bloodline level, it seemed to be a Count.

This was naturally Dorothy's disguise. Her self-created magic "Witch's Seventy-Two Changes" could change races to be fake and real. Back then, she once used this to fool Miss Wendigo. Now, using it to disguise as a Blood Clan witch is naturally not a difficult thing.

And she really understands Blood Clan witches too well. After all, her sister Alice has been her research object since she was a child. Dorothy even understands her body better than her sister herself.

And her sister's academic magic was all tutored by her. Those secret arts of the Dracula family that Annie passed on to Alice had long been sold out by Alice.

So, even if you call Dracula himself up from the sleeping coffin now, this loli grandmother would have to praise Dorothy as a member of the Dracula family who is as authentic as can be.

And Dorothy was also looking at the Ventrue Grand Duke in front of her with some surprise. This noble and elegant noblewoman couldn't match the Ventrue Grand Duke who was old and senile with turbid eyes in her memory...

This lady, she is really moist.

The Home Witch's super-wide strike zone moved again. She really has no resistance to such mature and rational big sisters.

It's just that I don't know what setbacks this noblewoman experienced in the next tens of thousands of years to become like that in later generations.

Ah this, she wouldn't really sacrifice Ati in history, right?

Dorothy thought so wildly in her heart.

However, this intellectual big sister version of Ventrue Grand Duke is indeed much more rational than the crazy and paranoid old man in later generations.

Her acting skills could fool the two aunts, but couldn't fool the "designated driver" Dorothy, the Sage of Lies.

"Acting in front of me, you are a bit too green."

She discovered at a glance that this Grand Duke seemed to have known about Ati for a long time, so she refused this gift of Ati, and even felt a little disgusted.

The Home Witch glanced at Lucia next to Ventrue Grand Duke, and she also recognized that this was one of the guests of the circus last night...

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The Home Witch glanced at Lucia next to Ventrue Grand Duke, and she also recognized that this was one of the guests of the circus last night.

"Good guy, this really retained the memory, no wonder my plan is not going smoothly."

Dorothy soon figured everything out, but she was also a little puzzled by this.

After all, in her illusion setting, only "comrades" who truly believe in the future of that Demon King era, truly willing to work hard for the arrival of that era, and have a firm state of mind to a certain extent can retain their memories.

"What a fat golden dove."

The Home Witch heard Adam's soft grumble, which made her feel slightly awkward.

Well, actually, when she designed the sun blueprint, she had thought about a Golden Crow design, but since it was based on the White Night Dragon template, the crow ended up turning into a dove.

And it wasn't a dove, alright? It was a dragon; it just looked a bit like a dove.

Dorothy comforted herself in her heart.

Subsequently, she waved her hand, and the sun hovering above her head, as if having a bad signal, instantly went offline and quickly disappeared. Beneath her feet, the Fairy King also returned to its white dragon state as the solar dragon breath ended.

Since the battle was over, it was indeed time to stop. Mainly, if she maintained it for any longer, this circus space wouldn't be able to hold up.

Although her father had just used some means to stabilize this space, having a sun forcibly squeeze in was really too much for this artificial space.

Or rather, her father's method of stabilizing the space was truly powerful, managing to hold it together without breaking under the onslaught of the sun's descent.

"Hmm, I'm satisfied, but I'm also completely drained. I'm slipping away."

Dorothy was still organizing the massive amount of information in her head, but the Fairy King could no longer maintain the dragon transformation technique. It reverted to human form, and after giving a listless greeting with a satisfied smile that said "I'm comfortable," it disappeared on the spot, turning into a beam of light and returning to Dorothy's body.

Yeah, its true body was really squeezed dry.

The Home Witch didn't care much about this, as the battle was already over and there was no need for the Fairy King to appear.

Uh, was the battle over?

Dorothy suddenly thought of something and turned her head to look at the corner. There, the Beast Tamer lady was engaged in a one-on-one duel with the vampire count who had been deliberately left behind earlier.

Looking at Fenrir's scarred body, one could tell that this child had been bullied quite a bit just now, but she was still swaying and persisting.

Conversely, the vampire count opposite had already been beaten to the ground.

Hmm, this count lady had originally held an absolute advantage. After all, although their mana was equal under the power of Virtue and Justice, she had become a count in the crazy, cutthroat environment of the Vampire Thirteen Clans, so she naturally had some skills. Beating Fenrir, a "literacy-illiterate" who hadn't even gone to school, should have been easy.

But this Dog-Person Witch lady's resilience was truly terrifying. Even after being knocked down over and over, she could still grit her teeth and crawl back up.

Until the sun descended just now, the count lady, who had held a great advantage, withered instantly upon being shone upon by the sunlight.

Thus, it was finally Fenrir's turn to counterattack.

"You, you, do you know the importance of going to school now?"

Dorothy stepped forward to check on the Dog-Person Witch lady's body. She was truly at her last gasp. If it weren't for a force constantly keeping her alive, she would probably have kicked the bucket.

The Home Witch turned to look at her father beside her. Adam must have been secretly using his power to keep Fenrir alive just now.

But it was only to the extent of keeping her last breath. A normal person would have collapsed and been unable to move with such injuries, yet this Dog-Person Witch lady had actually managed to kill the weakened count lady with just that one breath.

Dorothy glanced at the count lady beside her, then immediately looked away.

Miserable, too miserable. Covered in bite marks. It seemed Fenrir's street-grown fighting technique was truly devoid of martial ethics—poking eyes, throwing lime, all sorts of low-down tricks, and in the end, she actually used her teeth.

She was truly like a dog.

However, that count lady hadn't died either; she was also kept alive by Adam's power.

Tsk, Mr. Hero is truly fair.

It was just that, compared to Fenrir, who could still show a victor's smile toward Dorothy, the vampire count over there had long since lost consciousness.

"I won."

Fenrir squeezed out a smile with difficulty and laughed.

"Hmm, you won. Apart from that slacker, we won a total victory in this battle."

Dorothy didn't skimp on her praise at this moment.

Although the Dog-Person Witch lady's battle had a little bit of her help, in terms of an unyielding will, Fenrir, who could still smile now, had indeed won. She deserved to be praised.

And beside her, a certain slacker was looking at Dorothy with a distracted expression.

"T-Teacher, how did that clown get into your body just now? She..."

Ati asked, stuttering.

She had naturally seen the scene where the Fairy King dissipated and merged with her teacher as light, and with her intelligence and wisdom, she naturally understood what this represented.

But she couldn't accept this.

Impossible, absolutely impossible. The aura of the teacher and that clown were completely different; they were two completely different people. Mana auras couldn't be faked.

The Demon King girl was still trying to deny reality.

After all, if this were true, what had she just done?

Unfortunately, Dorothy looked at this troublemaking brat with annoyance and ruthlessly interrupted her self-deception.

"She is my avatar, of course she had to come back. What else did you think?"

She hadn't even had time to settle the score with this brat for the "Love Arrow" Ati had messed up earlier. Elizabeth was her second aunt, alright? Why was this brat randomly playing matchmaker?

Ati: "."

The Demon King girl let out a painful scream. She slapped herself twice, then jumped up, pulled out a silver arrow, and prepared to stab it fiercely at Elizabeth, who had also lost consciousness.

Ati is in the middle of a plum blossom...

Upon seeing the Home Witch's face, Demon God was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, and finally showed a sincere and kind smile.

"Holmes, right? Where is your dad?"

Lucifer inquiring

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