House Witch

   Chapter 508 507. Such a double king

   "Would you like to put it here?"

  Watching Emora's increasingly familiar martial arts demonstration, Dorothy didn't know what to say for a while.

With great difficulty, she changed the Dragon King's combat method magic to her own exclusive Dragon Demon Super Solution, but when she turned around, she found that Xiao Feilong had changed her Dragon King Super Solution to the Dragon King Battle Method again. Ah, has the times changed? Is the performance repeated here and there?

  The house witch is full of groans, but she doesn't know how to speak.

   But having said that, although Dorothy knew that this little fat dragon was a genius from the time when Emora transformed into a human form, it still exceeded her expectations.

Dragon King's Tactics This is the signature martial art of the Dragon King. Although the Dragon King's Tactics mastered by the Dragon Witches must be the beggar's version of the Dragon King's own exclusive martial arts for the sake of easy dissemination, it is still the only one of the martial arts schools. It is recognized as the strongest strategy, and this is not something that anyone can easily come up with.

It is said that the Lord Dragon King visited warriors of various races back then, learned a hundred martial arts, and finally combined all his life's learning with his supreme talent and talent. On the basis of the eight kings, the ninth system of warfare was recreated.

  And now Emora just watched her and easily figured it out after running for a while?

Of course, Lord Dragon King is a pioneer from scratch after all, and the difficulty is naturally full. The hardships in it are unimaginable for ordinary people, and Emora has her dragon demon super solution as a reference demonstration. It is just an optimization and modification on the basis of the predecessors. Compared with opening a path by yourself, the difficulty is naturally much lower.

  But considering Emora's mentality and foundation, Dorothy still took a deep breath for the talent of her family's janitor dragon.

Damn it, Adam, you are so harmful. If you hadn't misled me and made me think that Emora was really a good-for-nothing, if I had discovered her talent earlier, I would have taught her well earlier. Go to Denisa, and she can directly push the opposite Kingdom of Glory.

   Really flying dragon riding on the face.

  No matter how superb Sophilia's operational skills are, it must be the end of being pushed all the way by their absolute strength.

  Damn it, Adam mistaken me.

  The nerd witch complained about her father so much in her heart, so it’s okay for the old priest to be rigid, but why did he mislead his children? This bad habit is really the same as that of her own father in later generations.

  But it’s not too late to find out, my janitor dragon looks like a king.

  Dorothy thought with some relief.

   It's just that she just thought about it, and then the inspiration moved.

  emmmm and so on, Emora's talent for becoming king, dragon king's tactics, giant dragon

   Hiss.

  A terrible guess emerged from her mind, causing her to open her mouth wide and feel a little overwhelmed.

  That, he said, is there such a possibility that this little fat dragon raised by himself is also the past life of some great personage?

The house witch first turned her head and glanced at Artie, who had finally recovered from the exhausted state of a dead dog under the treatment of the previous healing magic, and then looked at Emora. The bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger. .

   And the fact that this guess was true this time really made her legs a little softer than when she faced Denisa and Artie before.

After all, whether it is the Lord God King or the Lord Demon King, they are just big figures who have little to do with her in reality. After reading it, if you feel that the big guy is awesome, then it will be over. There is no need to take it too seriously. Anyway, in reality, she might never get in touch with the kind of supreme king who stands at the top of the witch world in her whole life.

  But Lord Dragon King is different, after all, this is his ancestor.

Dorothy originally had a traditional family-focused character, which she had formed in her previous life. In that hometown of the heart, you can stand in front of the gods and bodhisattvas, believe it or not, but in the face of ancestors elders

  Hey, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to the ancestors, what a mess.

  The otaku witch was at a loss for a while. After all, in her previous life, such a situation where her ancestors tens of thousands of years ago were still lively and dancing, and no one taught her how to deal with her ancestors in her previous life.

  At this moment, she wished she could put it back on immediately, then open Mohu, and post a post.

  Thank you for the invitation, I am in another world, I just passed through the second time, what should I do in this situation when the previous life of my tens of thousands of years old ancestor has now become my apprentice? Waiting online, very urgent.

"Tsk, let's not think about it, it's still scientific that Atie is the Lord Demon King. After all, the character of the Lord Demon King is very similar to Artie, but the Lord Dragon King and Emora, there is really no difference between the two. It has to be irrelevant, the gap is too big, okay?"

  Dorothy tried to soothe herself.

After all, Lord Dragon King is a well-known war maniac, the kind who disobeys everyone and fights invincible opponents all over the Western Universe, but Little Fat Dragon is lazy and timid, and he is completely two extremes with Lord Dragon King, right? .

"Senior Fanny, why are you just watching? Senior sister, please say something quickly. I am a child raised in the wild. I have never met my ancestors. It's fine if I don't know them. You are the fourth king in the future. Ah, it’s not like you don’t even know your teacher.”

  Dorothy began to frantically send messages to the hat senior in her head, asking hundreds of questions in a second, because she was in a hurry anyway.

  And this time, Senior Fanny didn't get disconnected like before when she faced Artie, she was always online.

   However, in the face of the house witch's life-threatening series of questions, there was only an uncontrollable chuckle from the other side of the consciousness link.

  Dorothy: "."

  Comrades, now silence is better than sound. I am afraid that this fun person has gone crazy.

   Oh my god, it's over, what kind of Witch's Night is this, what about the promised junior student exchange activities? Why does it look more like a meeting of bigwigs now?

  Damn it, I'm still playing with a hammer.

  Although Senior Sister Fanny didn't answer her question directly, Dorothy already understood everything from Senior Sister Hat's reaction of smirking and not daring to say a word.

  In an instant, her mentality collapsed.

   Sure enough, there are only wrong names, but no wrong code names. The clown is really me.

   It’s just that when you owe others 10,000 yuan, you are worried and afraid every day, but when you owe a few small goals, your mentality will be much calmer. After all, the problem is too big, and it’s useless to worry.

  Dorothy recovered unexpectedly fast, her collapse lasted less than a second, and then her whole body suddenly swelled.

   Tsk, as expected of the master, he easily achieved the achievement of gathering the three kings. Can other witches do this kind of thing?

  Not only did she not panic, she even thought with a little pride.

  As for her big heart, even Senior Leziren, who pretended to be dead and dared not speak, couldn't help stretching out a tentacle to give her a big thumbs up.

   Awesome, my Seberg.

   "Well, you did a good job of reforming, just practice like this."

  Dorothy calmed down a little, then nodded to Emora who was waiting for her evaluation with her usual expression, and said so.

   Now she has extinguished the idea of ​​passing her own dragon demon super solution to the little fat dragon. After all, it is more appropriate for the Dragon King to practice the real dragon king's tactics in his previous life.

  The house witch who missed the tool man expressed regret.

  As for how to deal with Emora in the future, the house witch said that it was just a big dream. Is there any saying in the dream who is more noble than whom? You don't even dare to be wild in your dreams, so when do you want to be wild?

  Hmph, aren't they the Three Kings? I, Dorothy, will be the younger sister of the God King, the owner of the Dragon King, and the guardian of the Demon King this time. I will see who agrees and who opposes.

  After thinking everything through, Dorothy easily took out a small cake from her pocket, and then fed it to the little Fat Dragon as a prize.

  She always pays attention to rewards and punishments. During this morning run, Emora performed well, so giving her a little reward will have a good motivating effect, especially for a lazy character like Xiao Feilong.

And Xiao Feilong, who was already so happy to wag her tail because of the praise she received, was not tired at all when she saw that there was an extra meal reward. Run in the afternoon, run in the evening, or even run at night.

   Well, Emora loves sports the most.

  It's a pity that the house witch didn't pay much attention to the little ancestor who looked at her expectantly, but turned to look at the evil little loli on the other side.

  Similarly, Emola, who performed well, was rewarded, and Artie, who failed to complete the race, would also be punished.

   "Elbow, take a shower first, and then Artie, you and I will go to the research institute. Since you are stretching your hips physically, you have to work harder in cultural classes."

  Dorothy said so.

   But the evil little loli dared not speak out, so she had to hang her head and follow the house witch into the church.

  Even now, when Atti saw the proud Emora beside him, he became even angrier.

  Damn fat woman, you wait, today's revenge will be avenged in the future, I won't be complacent for too long.

  Little Lori, who didn't dare to get angry with that bad woman, cowardly put all the blame on the little fat dragon's head beside her.

  It's a pity that Emora didn't take the threat of Atti's angry eyes seriously, and Xiao Feilong is still thinking carefully about the taste of the cake he ate just now.

   And Artie, who felt as if he was being ignored, was even angrier.

  The three of them came to the bathroom of the church.

  Originally, Adam’s chapel did not have such advanced things as a bathroom. After all, the dilapidated churches in the Middle Ages were really not that particular.

  But after the house witch came, this place was added. As a civil witch, it is not difficult for her to build a large bathroom by herself.

In the first scene, she often took a bath and chatted with her sisters here, but dreams are just dreams. In a blink of an eye, this bathhouse, which was just built in her memory, is now full of people. An old building with a history of more than 500 years.

  However, it can be seen that Denisa has been doing a good job of maintaining the church. The bathhouse has not changed much except for some years of precipitation.

  Dorothy skillfully activated the water magic pattern carved in the bathhouse long ago.

   As a result, clear water gushed out from the void, and quickly filled the huge bathing pool that could hold dozens of young girls playing together.

   Immediately after, is to activate the fire pattern for heating.

   As a result, the heat soon dissipated from the sleep, and the steam rolled, making the whole bath foggy.

   In this way, a hot spring pool is completed.

   Stretching out her finger, Dorothy tested the temperature, then nodded in satisfaction.

   However, when she turned around and looked at the two lolis who had already wrestled together, the smile on her face froze immediately.

   Alas, Artie couldn't hold back her anger after all, feeling that she was being ignored by Emora. She took advantage of the time when Dorothy released the water just now, and poked the little fat dragon's tail lightly.

  Although the dragon's tail is also a combat weapon, it's okay to be poked, but it's only in the form of a dragon. After turning into a human, the tail is actually quite sensitive, more sensitive than the hands and feet.

  For giant dragons, external features such as tails, wings, and dragon horns cannot easily be touched by outsiders when they are in human form. Only objects that the dragon absolutely trusts can touch these parts of them.

   But it was obvious that Artie was not that close in Emora's heart. Therefore, even though Little Fat Dragon had a gentle temper and was a little timid, she was also angry at being attacked in such a way.

   Not to mention that she just learned martial arts from Dorothy.

  It is true that she has a sharp weapon and she is ready to kill herself, so Xiao Feilong fought back, and she was also very dissatisfied.

  Well, she pushed Artie lightly.

   Well, it's Emora after all, so that's the limit of her anger.

   And it was really a gentle push, she held back her strength very carefully, and Xiao Feilong also knew that her dragon power was not something ordinary people could bear, so she limited her output to the human level.

   It's just that even so, the little girl Artie couldn't bear that power, so the little evil girl fell down with a snap.

   Can this be tolerated?

   No matter whether others can bear it or not, Artie can't bear it anyway, her violent temper

   Just like that, Atie was furious, Atie rushed up, Atie stepped out, Atie began to cover his swollen hands and howled.

  Xiao Feilong fought back, she sat down on Atie's body, Atie couldn't get up again, Atie began to cry.

   The chickens pecking at each other is wonderful.

   And the otaku witch, who has figured out all the ins and outs, is even more speechless about it.

   Are these two really the previous lives of the Witch King?

   Tsk, I see that this witch world eats jujube pills.

  Dorothy understood a little bit why Denisa looked disgusted when she mentioned educating Artie. If the dragon king and devil king larvae in reality looked like this, then Denisa really worked hard.

  It’s just that Denisa used to take care of one baby at a time, but now the house witch is taking care of two babies at the same time, which has more than doubled the difficulty.

   Fortunately, she is the best at dealing with brats.

  Dorothy wasn't used to these two little guys either, she snapped her fingers to remove the clothes of the two lolis, and then picked up one with one hand and threw it into the bathtub.

After the two huge water splashes, the two little ones floated out of the water with their short legs dangling, but Artie, who had regained her freedom, really didn't have a long memory. The fat dragon sips water with his mouth.

   Regarding this, the house witch covered her forehead with one hand and was very helpless.

  Arty, are you sure you want to compete with a giant dragon?

  Seeing that Emora was about to put on the posture of the dragon's breath, Dorothy snapped her fingers, took off her clothes, and walked into the bath.

   "Do you want to ruin this place?"

  She lightly punched the little fat dragon on the top of the head, making her close the mouth that condensed the dragon's breath, and then the house witch stretched out her hand to grab Atti, who was jumping very hard, into her arms again.

   "Don't move, let me help you wash your hair and see how dirty it is."

   She looked at the messy hair of little Lolita, and said angrily.

   It's just that Artie seems very uncomfortable with this, and she wants to struggle.

   "Don't touch me, I can wash it myself."

  However, it is a pity that the power gap is too great, and all the little Lolita's struggles are ineffective.

  Finally, after trying to break free many times to no avail, Artie resigned to her fate. She just lay down on a salted fish in the arms of the tall house witch, her head just resting on two cloud-like natural headrests.

   "You win, you bad woman."

  She stared blankly at the water.

  Although Artie is not voluntary, the reflection on the water is indeed extraordinarily harmonious.

It was two very similar figures, one big and one small. The adult was holding the child. The two had similar black hair and black pupils. The only difference was probably the delicate little angel like a doll compared to the little angel in the arms. Looking at her goddess-like figure, she looks a little bit handsome.

  Well, at first glance, it really looks like a mother and daughter.

   "Hehe, you really look like my daughter, you're just a little ugly."

  The house witch also saw the reflection on the water, she joked.

  Artie: "."

  She really wanted to scold back, but just looking at the blurred reflection on the water, she was a little dizzy, how dare she look up at the bad woman who didn't wear a veil behind her.

  Even she has to admit that this bad woman is indeed a little bit more beautiful.

   "Cut, you can't be my mother, I don't have that kind of thing, that bitch"

  Artie tries to refute.

   But Dorothy interrupted her without waiting for her to finish.

"Okay, don't move, your hair is really beautiful, it's just a little bit worse than mine, that's good, a witch's hair is often the best carrier of her power, the graduation staff of a mature witch They often use their own hair as the core, so you should take good care of your hair."

  She was saying things Artie couldn't understand.

  But Artie didn't care about it. She felt the gentle hands on top of her head, and then slowly sank the lower half of her face into the bathtub, spitting bubbles for fun.

   This is the first time she has experienced the feeling of being washed by someone, but it is not as annoying as she imagined.

  Beside the two, Xiao Feilong stretched out his hands and feet, arranged himself in a wooden shape, and then swung his tail as a power to float happily in the swimming pool.

  The witch is taking a bath.

   It’s 5000 words, alas, it’s still easy to write in daily life, the plot is always stuck, really annoying.

  (end of this chapter)