House Witch

  Chapter 49 49. Mother's gift

  After dinner, Dorothy lay on the sofa in the living room, looking at the phantom curtain on the opposite wall.

   This is actually a magic version of a super-large-screen TV.

   While stroking her round belly, she switched channels at will, lazily enjoying the leisurely daily time after meals.

   She was still too full from what she ate just now, so I can't blame her for being greedy. It's really because the quality of the ingredients here is too high.

These ingredients that contain magic power can be called natural treasures. After eating and digesting, they can increase the magic power of the witch. This way of increasing magic power through food supplements is generally only available to those evil rich people. It is a way for kryptonites to become stronger.

  Dorothy felt that after digesting today's meal, she could almost increase her magic power by about 300 mana at once, which was even more than her natural growth in the past half a year.

  Damn it, if you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

  Of course, the most important thing is that these high-end ingredients are really delicious, so Dorothy has been unable to control herself, which is why she is full.

This kind of feeling is still a very rare feeling for witches. After all, their digestion ability is too strong. Even if they eat a mountain of mortal food, they can't feel full. Only magic ingredients can make them digest slowly, and a large amount of magic ingredients can make them full.

  Therefore, Dorothy still misses this kind of feeling that she had experienced in her previous life after a long absence.

  In the kitchen, Sophilia, who also had a round belly, was directing invisible magic hands to clean the messy tableware just after the big meal.

  Just after the meal, the angel witch took the initiative to take on the job of washing dishes. This pure white girl seemed a little too independent. Even though Dorothy had said before that she was in charge of the kitchen affairs, it was regarded as future rent.

  But Sophilia still looked unwilling to take advantage of others. After the meal, she firmly stated that she would be responsible for washing the dishes in the future, and Dorothy only needed to take care of the cooking.

Dorothy didn't say much about this. After all, although she likes cooking, she doesn't like cleaning up messes like washing dishes at all. She can find fun in the cooking process, but washing dishes is difficult. Just boring and boring.

   Now that someone has taken the initiative to undertake the aftermath work, Dorothy is also happy to be free. She just lies on the soft sofa and watches TV while teasing her little milk cat.

  She took out a pile of soul shards that she had bought in the market before, and then squeezed these strangely shaped soul shards into the shape of small dried fish, and finally threw them into the air one by one.

   And the little milk cat Buster, who rarely wakes up from a deep sleep, is jumping up and down with incomparable agility and agility at this time, catching those little soul fishes thrown out by the owner.

Obviously, each of those so-called "small dried fish" is actually much bigger than this little kitten, which is not the size of a palm, but Buster took a bite of each small dried fish, enjoying himself, while the little guy The black and shiny fur became smoother, and the white fur on the chest and four soles became purer.

  As an Eldar, soul fragments are the best cat food for Buster. Only by absorbing enough soul energy can the little guy's spirituality grow better, but this cat food is really a bit expensive.

  When the little guy's stomach was chubby and he couldn't jump up anymore, Dorothy collected the rest of the cat food, picked up the little guy and put it on her lap, and stroked the little guy's fur.

   "Snoring."

  While enjoying his master's caress, Buster made a comfortable cat purr, and soon fell asleep again.

  It is still too young and needs to sleep for a long time to grow faster. The "cat food" just eaten also needs to be absorbed in a deep sleep.

   "Is this a psychic staff?"

   Sophilia, who had finished the cleaning work, walked to the sofa again with her big belly. She lay lazily on the other side, and then looked at the kitten on the lap of the eldest lady curiously, with some surprise in her eyes.

  The psychic staff is really too rare, let alone her, there is not even a peak witch like Teacher.

   "Well, luck is better."

  Feeling the envious eyes of the angel witch, Dorothy grinned triumphantly.

   "tsk"

  Sofelia clicked her lips in displeasure, wanting to hit someone.

   This eldest lady is really too scumbag, making her hands itch.

  But she also remembered something at this time, so she also summoned a little angel, and this palm-sized little angel flew to Dorothy, beckoning her to reach out her hand.

  Dorothy, who didn't know why, did so, and then she watched in horror as this little angel, who was obviously only the size of a palm, spit out an egg the size of a basketball from her mouth.

   "Ah this."

  The huge unknown egg with unknown mucus still fell into Dorothy's hands just like that, and she almost threw it away with a whimper, but fortunately she forcibly resisted this instinct in the end.

"what is this?"

  She looked up at the angel and witch opposite.

   And Sophilia first gently stroked the little angel who was obviously a little sluggish after giving birth, and then answered Dorothy's question.

"This is the egg of the armored beast. It will be your birthday in a few days. This is the birthday gift that the teacher originally planned to give you. Miss, you don't have your own battle robe yet. You sign a contract with her to make a familiar .She will become your exclusive shirt in the future."

   "Armored beast?"

  Dorothy was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered what it was. After all, the big library has not been in vain for so many years.

The so-called armored beast seems to be a native magical species in a strange world conquered by the witch. The unique power system of that world is all kinds of magical animals that can be transformed into magical armor. The local people signed contracts with these magical animals called armored beasts. Contract, and then put on the armor that the armored beast turned into to fight.

And after the witch conquered the world, the armored beasts naturally could not escape the fate of being studied. The conclusion is that these armored beasts were actually magical animals that were born with advanced transformation techniques, but this advanced transformation technique is not complete. , it seems that it can only be turned into various armors.

   But after all, this power system has been developed in that small world for many years, and all armored beasts do have some unique advantages after evolution from generation to generation, which makes those scientific research witches very interested.

The original armored beasts were too weak for the witch, and the extraordinary armor they evolved was vulnerable to the witch. Even the world's top so-called god-level armored beast could only block a few big shots. It's just a witch's curse.

  However, because of their interest in this unique ecology, some scientific research witches finally dragged the god-level armored beast, known as the mother of all beasts and the source of armored beasts, into the laboratory with great interest.

   Not long after that, in addition to the original psychic battle robe, the activated battle robe system in the Witch's battle robe system added a branch of armored beasts.

  The armored beast that has been adjusted and cultivated by the witch's skills is not comparable to the original version, but has been upgraded to a special familiar that is very useful even for witches.

   In short, this is a living battle robe, which has the growability of a living creature and can grow with its owner.

The sales of the Armored Beast Robe are very hot as soon as it is released. After all, it is the same as the psychic staff. The psychic battle robe is hard to come by. It is impossible for most witches to own it, but the Armored Beast can be artificially bred and reproduced. Ah, although it's a little expensive, but at least if you have money, you can buy it. Who doesn't want a cute familiar that can defend themselves and masturbate?

Like the psychic battle robe, the armored beast can be specially evolved to meet the needs of the owner. After growing to the so-called ultimate body, the armored beast is definitely not inferior to the top-level master customized version of the witch's battle robe. It even surpassed in terms of cooperation, comparable to the top psychic jersey.

It’s just that cultivating a armored beast of that level is actually more expensive than asking a master to customize it directly, and evolution is risky, and it’s normal to raise it crookedly, and the armored beast that recognizes its master only serves one master in its life, and the master dies. The beast dies and cannot be passed on from generation to generation.

Therefore, one of these two shirts is paid in installments, and the evolution process is high-risk and high-return with a pet. It's up to the witches to choose.

   And Dorothy used to have no choice, she couldn't afford both.

  She did not expect that there would be a precious armored beast egg directly in front of her.

and

   "Good guy, is it still the egg of God, is this the heir of the mother of the armored beast?"

  Dorothy was also surprised when she sensed the powerful magic power in the egg in her hand.

  Although theoretically all armored beast eggs can grow into the ultimate ultimate body after the witch's technical adjustment, but this is the same as theoretically all witches can grow into the witch king, and the future can be expected.

  In fact, the better the bloodline, the easier it is for an armored beast to grow, the fewer resources it needs to grow, and the direction of evolution is less likely to be distorted.

  As for armored beasts with more complex bloodlines, bet on their character. Although most people will raise them crookedly, there will always be a few European emperors who can raise top-quality ones, right?

  Dorothy can now clearly feel the extraordinary grade of the egg in her hand.

"Well, it's the second-generation bloodline. My Angela is the child of the teacher's armored beast Dorag, and you, Miss, are Angela's child. Angela has just reached maturity, and this is her first child." a child."

   Sophilia nodded and explained.

"Although armored beasts can split and lay eggs at maturity, except for the mother of the armored beast, only the first child of all other armored beasts can not be downgraded, and the bloodline of subsequent offspring will be downgraded by one level, and this kind of The method of splitting and laying eggs is quite detrimental to the armored beast, so you should pay attention to it in the future, Miss."

   However, Dorothy looked at the precious armored beast egg in her hand and was a little tangled.

  Although it was given by her own mother, the relationship between her and this mother is really a bit complicated. Her character that doesn't like to owe people things has flared up again.

   She doesn’t know how to repay the favor she owed Euphylia for her birth. If she owes it again now, then she doesn’t know what to do in the future? The more she owed, the harder it would be for her to break free from this mother's embrace and gain freedom in the future.

   And Sophilia also saw her thoughts, and the corner of her mouth twitched, she was speechless for this hypocritical young lady.

"Anyway, the things have already been given to you, and the teacher also said that this is just a birthday present from her as a mother to her daughter. It is her compensation for not having you to take care of you growing up. You don't have to feel burdened by it, and you can accept it If you don’t accept it, you can sell it, she won’t interfere with your decision.”

  After speaking, the pure white girl couldn't help feeling sad again, she got up and left, and went back to her room.

  The little witch is gnawing on a lemon.

On the sofa, Dorothy thought for a while, and finally sighed. She used her magic power to force out a few drops of blood from her fingertips, and then pressed her **** finger on the armored beast egg in front of her. Draw a magic circle on it.

   This is a familiar contract.

   "I make a contract with you in the name of Dorothy Euphelia Jormungard Niederhog. Wake up, my familiar. I give you the name—Favna"

  Accompanied by the solemn announcement, the armored beast egg in her hand burst, and a young figure appeared from inside, staring at her curiously with big watery eyes, and then let out the first cry of coming to this world.

"Roar"

   There are immature dragon roars echoing in the house.

  (end of this chapter)