Chapter 927: The Demon King

"Teacher, I really think you should be angry. If you don't punish me, then I'll dare to continue ambushing you next time."

Ati said this again, unwilling to give up.

Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch looked at the Demon King who was currently sprawled inside the gift box, speechless for a moment.

What is it? Are you hinting at something to me?

Her gaze then fell upon this figurine-sized beauty.

Hmm, I have to admit that since she is the Witch King, a powerhouse infinitely close to the gods, the body of such a great existence that has already evolved to the extreme is perfect.

Even if it might be imperfect in some aspect, it will definitely be doubled back in another.

Ati is just like that; the bit of aesthetic beauty lacking in her upper body is all made up for by other places.

The Demon King's legs are truly worthy of being the best in the world.

The thighs are rounded and full of flesh, the calves are slender and straight, and the lines are perfect.

Those restless, wiggling toes are each so cute.

She is currently sprawled there, her calves kicking backward restlessly, swaying alternately.

And her heels occasionally collide with that perky part, causing the latter to ripple like pudding.

Is it really that bouncy?

Dorothy recalled her few experiences of "drumming" in the past, and she had to admit that reality was actually much bouncier than she had imagined.

And little Ati's impact was already that strong; she didn't even dare to imagine how strong the impact of big Ati would be.

The Home Witch hesitated for a moment, her gaze lingering on those trembling ripples.

And Miss Demon King seemed to have noticed her gaze, but instead of restraining herself, she giggled and continued.

"Teacher, I really know I was wrong. I want to reflect more deeply so I don't repeat the same mistake next time."

She deliberately placed heavy emphasis on the word "deeply."

So the question is, what kind of reflection is deep enough?

Dorothy was led by Ati's words to start daydreaming, and soon she felt her blood pumping.

So...

"Hmm, since you already know you were wrong, then I am very gratified. Ati, you have finally grown up. Hurry up and go, otherwise, if Big Sister and Lord Long Wang rush over, then even I won't be able to protect you."

The Home Witch revealed a gratified smile, as if a teacher were truly gratified by a student's growth. She pointed to the window and said this again.

Ati: "..."

Miss Demon King fell silent.

Dorothy, for her part, smiled without a word.

Did she really forgive this rebellious disciple?

The answer is naturally no!

This rebellious disciple dared to drug her this time; she didn't even dare to imagine what she might do during a night raid next time.

But at the same time, the Home Witch had also deeply realized just how low the bottom line of this rebellious disciple was. For someone who could say "I'm here to join you" just after seeing her and Sophie Sophie Liya's performance, was her "drumming" a punishment or a reward?

That's really hard to say.

Perhaps the first time she beat Ati, the Demon King really felt ashamed.

The second time she beat her, she should have at least still been both ashamed and angry.

But the third time...

Things shouldn't happen more than three times. After three times, this creature probably already started to enjoy it.

You can doubt anything, but you dare not doubt the acceptance capacity of succubi. There is nothing you dare not think of that they might not dare to play.

It is said that in the Abyss, many succubi die every year on the path of pioneering brand-new ways to play. They even often hold various creative gameplay competitions. The viewership of this stuff is very high in the Abyss; it is the most popular Abyss-themed variety show, and many witches will silently climb over the wall to learn from them.

Oh, it's worth mentioning that it seems a witch once used transformation magic to disguise herself as a succubus to participate in the competition and even won the championship.

*Cough cough*, forget it. Thinking about it this way, witches really aren't any more noble in their acceptance of gameplay. The pot shouldn't call the kettle black.

Then this just goes to show the terror of the succubus-witch combination, right?

Sigh, if only every succubus-witch could be as worry-free as Ma De Lin.

Dorothy sighed in her heart.

In short, facing Ati, this cunning pervert, she must grasp the core of the problem.

This guy Ati can play so well with He Iga Moye; she definitely isn't an honest and trustworthy good child, so naturally, not even a punctuation mark of her words can be believed.

But there is one thing the Home Witch can be sure of.

That is, this rebellious disciple is base; she actually covets her teacher's body.

Then the best way to deal with this guy is that the more she wants to get something, the less she will let her be satisfied.

Hmm, in short, today she isn't even prepared to touch this rebellious disciple; she should just hurry up and crawl away.

However, her gratitude to Ati just now was also from the heart.

Ati, thank you for creating an opportunity for me and Sophie Sophie Liya. I want to award you the Best Assist Award.

Dorothy looked at the increasingly stiff rebellious disciple in front of her with such sincere, grateful eyes.

Only...

Can a pure homebody really outplay an experienced Succubus King?

The Home Witch actually happily discovered that Ati became increasingly withered after being repeatedly rejected by her. Those moist, enchanting purple eyes became dim, and her whole person turned gray all of a sudden, looking very pitiful.

That pitiful appearance even made Dorothy feel a bit soft-hearted, wondering if she had gone too far.

But the Home Witch relied on the power of the Heart Contract to forcibly break free from this creature's charm.

*Tsk*, damn it, this rebellious disciple isn't just at the level where not even a punctuation mark can be believed; her expressions and emotions can't be believed at all either.

Although it is well known that while the Demon King loves to watch art, she herself doesn't have much artistic talent, there is another point that is also well known: the Demon King is also the best actor.

Although "the best actor doesn't understand art" sounds a bit contradictory, that is the fact.

True art should reach the heart and give the viewer a shock of the heart, but Ati is like a mirror, reflecting the hearts of the audience. People can often see their own hearts in her performance, but her own heart is only empty.

Hmm, this sentence was said by Lord Long Wang.

As the Demon King's direct teacher, and also as a true great artist of the Witch World, Lord Long Wang's evaluation should be quite accurate.

Dorothy's soft-heartedness just now was only because she is a person who is easily soft-hearted toward those close to her; this is the weakness of a family-oriented person, and this weakness was now reflected by Ati's performance mirror, striking directly at the Home Witch's weakness.

But in reality, Ati herself might not even realize why she wants to do this; she just feels that she should act this way, and acting this way can achieve the best effect.

Just like a mirror can clearly reflect people's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but the mirror itself does not have and does not understand what joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are.

This is the highest realm of illusion—Mirror Heart.

In layman's terms, it is letting the enemy deceive themselves.

Ati wanted to make the Home Witch soft-hearted, so Dorothy saw the scene that would make her feel most soft-hearted.

If Miss Demon King wanted to make someone angry, then that person would see the appearance of Ati that they least wanted to see in their heart, such as Miss Demon King hugging their wife or something.

But the same trick is not only useless against Big Sister, it is also useless against me, Dorothy. Ati, put away your performance; your tricks only make me feel ridiculous.

Dorothy thought triumphantly in her heart.

Then, then she saw Miss Demon King in the gift box suddenly shake her body, and then a joyful expression of "I'm done" appeared on her face.

Home Witch: "???"

No, you beast, what are you doing?

And Miss Demon King, having finished her business, finally stood up.

She, who was only the size of a figurine just now, took a step out, and instantly returned to her normal size, and the clothes on her body also changed from the few straps before to a gorgeous magic robe.

At this moment, she, carrying a strange fragrance, twisted her perfect cat-walk to the stunned pure homebody, and a charming smile appeared on that flushed face.

"Teacher, you believed it, you really believed it, right? Hehe... What made you have the illusion that your insight and your triumph were real?"

"Didn't expect it, right, Teacher? This is my pleasure route. This feeling of being deliberately neglected and placed aside by someone important to you is actually quite nice to experience occasionally."

Miss Demon King reached out her finger to lift the Home Witch's chin, with the joy of a successful prank in her purple eyes, and said so.

Dorothy: "..."

Damn, can you even play like this? I can't tell, I really can't tell.

Really, I often feel out of place with you witches because my integrity is too high. Ati, as expected of you, even this kind of gameplay is possible.

And just when the Home Witch was feeling a bit broken and autistic because she had been played, Ati suddenly hugged her.

Hmm, it really was just a proper hug, without any extra hands or feet moving around.

"Teacher, don't think of me as that perverted, okay? I just knew you were deliberately pretending to dislike me just now, not that you really hated me. Otherwise, I probably would have been really sad, and that wouldn't be pleasurable at all."

"Also, I'm not that guy from before who didn't understand human hearts. Teacher, it was you who gave me a human heart."

"Happy birthday, Teacher."

The girl's sincere words reached Dorothy's ears, and then she was released.

The Home Witch looked suspiciously at this suddenly serious rebellious disciple; she had a bit of PTSD from being deceived.

So, were those sincere words just now authentic?

But Miss Demon King, who could be openly "done" in front of her before, now had a flushed face, looking as if she were truly ashamed.

Dorothy looked at the blushing Ati, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Let's just believe that this rebellious disciple is sincere for now.

"Alright, this is the birthday gift for you, Teacher. Those two old things are really coming, I'm slipping away first."

And the shy Ati reached out from under her skirt, took out a super huge gift box, threw it to her, and then ran to the room's window, skillfully climbing onto the windowsill.

Dorothy watched this guy's movements but didn't stop her.

And the peerless beauty on the windowsill turned her head to look at her one last time before leaving, then shaped her hand like a pistol and fired a shot at her.

"Bang! My dearest Teacher, your heart will definitely be taken by me, Ati, a member of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts, from now on. This is my warning letter; I will definitely come back next time."

She said this in such a chuunibyou way.

Then she took out the mask that could cover half her face and put it on, then waved the cape that had appeared on her shoulders at some point, and her whole person disappeared into the night sky.

Home Witch: "..."

Damn, the chuunibyou dark history is still chasing me.

However, a mere Phantom Thief No. 2 wants to steal me, the leader?

Hmph, next time I definitely won't let you succeed in your prank again.

Dorothy shook her head with a smile, and then turned her gaze to Ati's super-large gift box.

She wanted to unwrap the gift, but when she reached out to untie the gift ribbon, her vigilance was maxed out.

Ah, this...

Ati just said she would definitely come back; wouldn't it be her again when this box is opened?

The same trick again?

The Home Witch really couldn't tell.

Although she just stiffly said that the same trick wouldn't work on her a second time, that was really just stiff talk. After all, she didn't have the wisdom of the Fool like Big Sister; if she didn't prepare, she really might fall into the same pit twice.

All is fair in war; if she really thought Ati wouldn't repeat the same prank twice, then maybe this weakness would be grasped by that guy Ati.

Damn, damn Mirror Heart Demon.

Dorothy finally understood why the Demon King was so feared. This kind of disgusting thing that you can't guard against is really annoying, leaving people with no sense of security at all.

Mirror Heart Demon, this was the Demon King's early title, and also the name of the Demon King's demon form.

Although her evolution template was indeed a succubus in the early stages, by the middle and late stages, Ati's talent specialization construction had clearly transcended the framework of a succubus and became a brand-new demon.

The highest achievement of illusion is named after this.

It's just that, perhaps only the Home Witch vaguely realized that this terrifying guy had taken another step forward.

That demon who could originally only mirror hearts had actually really started to understand human hearts.

Is this a good thing?

Good my foot. It means this disgusting prankster will be even harder to guard against in the future, and even better at precisely breaking defenses.

Dorothy made full preparations, then gritted her teeth and tore open the ribbon of the huge gift box.

And then...

And then she saw true art.

Bang bang bang...

Huge and beautiful fireworks exploded in the Dragon King Palace, causing the guests enjoying the banquet to look up one after another, appreciating this beautiful moment together.

The brilliant fireworks exploded, revealing beautifully written characters.

This is the Demon King script.

"Dorothy, happy birthday."

This is the gift from the Lord of the Banquet.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the banquet reached its climax.

Of course, a certain Home Witch whose face was blown black looked at the stick-figure drawing of Ati sticking out her tongue and making a face at the bottom of the gift box, and her anger also reached its peak.

"Ati..."

The Home Witch is roaring.

Ati: Teacher, do as you please, I will win win win anyway. ===== CHAPTER 928 =====