"It's really high-quality ingredients. This is a huge profit."
Dorothy covered her round belly and lay leisurely on the chair.
The warm sunshine in the early morning shone on her body, making her feel lazy and unwilling to move.
The otaku witch made a rough estimate. After digesting this meal, she would be able to gain at least 20,000 mana of magic power.
Great.
She cheered a little in her heart, and then she couldn't help but feel lucky that she had traveled through time in the physical body, otherwise she would have just watched this opportunity slip away.
However, Adam's vegetable garden is really of high quality, even the various ingredients sent by Long Ma before can't compare with it.
This does not mean that the brave Adam is more powerful than Dragon Mother, it is simply because Dragon Mother has a large family and several legions to support.
It is well known that larger companies have more debt, especially those in the entrepreneurial expansion stage.
Although Long Ma makes a lot of money, her expenses are even greater, and she really doesn’t necessarily have the freedom that a lonely person like Adam has in the use of various resources.
If Dorothy really returns to the Jörmungandr family, then as the young patriarch, she is indeed qualified to enjoy the resource tilt, but since she is unwilling to go back, Euphelia can't actually give her too much care.
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The ingredients that were given to her before were all saved by Dragon Mother from her own share. If she wanted more, either Euphilia would not eat them herself, or she would have to occupy the resource shares of other people in the Jörmungandr family.
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The otaku witch knows her mother's character. Although she is domineering, she is still quite reasonable. She abides by the rules and will not do anything that uses power for personal gain.
Otherwise, Dragon Mother would not have achieved such great achievements in just a hundred years. Strength is one reason, but it also depends on personality charm to make those war groups sincerely surrender and follow her.
Fair, fair, fair.
But Adam has a lot of freedom here, and his father's garden house witch can be made as he likes.
If she wants to eat chicken, she can eat chicken, if she wants to eat fish, she can eat fish, and no one will compete with her.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, is this what it feels like to be the only son of a rich second generation?"
Dorothy felt a little strange. She never thought that she could change her life in this way.
Well, so your biological father is a mortal, so it doesn’t matter if he can’t let you sleep in peace in life. You can also look at your father’s reincarnation. After all, after so many lives, there is always one life that you can chew on.
That's right, as long as you can transcend time and space, you can grow old in this curve. Isn't it very simple?
Although other people probably don’t have a magical father who will never change like Adam.
Dorothy's thinking was divergent, and she really began to think about whether there could be other Adam besides the brave Adam who could eat and drink.
"Bah, bah, bah, Dorothy, Dorothy, how could you be so depraved? This is not good. Have you forgotten your ideal of self-reliant life?"
The house witch stopped her mental slippage in time and scolded herself angrily.
Then she turned her attention to Artie and Fenrir, who also had big bellies.
She had to take back what she said just now that no one was trying to rob her. This bastard guy, Artie, had just robbed her of two roasted dragon wings and five roasted dragon legs. They were all dragon meat essence, specially left for her by Adam.
And Fenrir, although Miss Dogman Witch didn't compete with her for the most delicious parts, he was worthy of being the ancestor of werewolves in later generations and was known as the World-Eating Demonic Wolf. The stunt of three mouthfuls and one pig dragon made her stunned.
Tsk, they are all useless.
On x day, x month, x year, the Demon King and the ancestor of the werewolf ate my xx resources.
You can write down this account and send the bill to the Demon King's City or the Werewolf Family after you return.
But the premise is that the future is still the future.
Dorothy felt a little dizzy when she thought about the messed up plot.
"Do you two have any ideals to pursue?"
The otaku witch asked tactfully.
Originally, she was thinking of dragging these two guys along to follow the plot of "Lies and Trickery", but now she feels that she may not be able to feed these two big eaters.
"ideal?"
The two witches who were also basking in the sun were stunned.
"My ideal is to always be with my teacher."
The Demon King girl immediately replied.
Well, she originally wanted to pursue strength and power so that she could find a real teacher, but now that the teacher suddenly fell to her unexpectedly, why should she work hard?
Touched it.
The original sin of sloth began to dominate the devil girl.
"You're a freeloader, let me take care of you."
Dorothy angrily refused Artie's unambitious pursuit.
Fortunately, the dog-man witch lady on the side thought about it seriously and then answered.
"My words are probably to protect the village forever. I want Avalon Village to be like this forever, and I want to become a person like Mr. Adam."
Fenrir's eyes were shining brightly as he looked at Adam not far away who was also holding his round belly.
In fact, Mr. Brave has never cared much about food and appetite. After all, being too indulgent will lead to the original sin of gluttony. But today he rarely indulged. After all, it was the first time his daughter cooked for him. As long as he could still fill his stomach, he would do it.
Can't stop.
Besides, his daughter's cooking skills are really impressive, and the rice is really delicious. If the delicacies that Mammon brought to try to seduce him had even half of this skill, he might be in danger.
It's a pity that the human body does have its limits. Even though Adam has been eating very hard, his appetite is the smallest among the people. Even if he is the strongest, his appetite is not even ten percent of that of the witches.
one.
This is the result of using magic power to speed up digestion. This is full power. If the speed is increased, even if it can be digested faster, there will be energy loss, which is a waste of food.
For the first time in his life, Adam felt that his mortal body was holding him back, and he was thinking about whether to transform his stomach alone.
Well, if you only change your stomach, it will still be like that of a mortal, and at most it will just make you able to eat a little bit.
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It's really dangerous. His family, especially his daughter, is really his weakness.
His heart, which should have been as solid as a rock, was shaken by just one meal, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, this was a filial breakfast prepared by his daughter herself. How could he refuse it?
The old father thought so in his heart, and then he heard the words of Miss Dogman Witch.
Adam raised his head and cast his gaze on Fenrir.
He had watched this young dog-man witch grow up. When he first came to Night City, his wallet was stolen by the still young Fenrir.
Of course, with the level of this little witch, it was impossible for him to really succeed. He easily subdued this little guy.
The two of them have never known each other without fighting.
As a brave man, he really couldn't watch such a young child being polluted and corrupted by this sinful city, so he simply took her with him.
Later, he helped more people in this city, and the current Avalon Village was established.
In fact, for a veteran warrior like Adam who has experienced too many things, he knows very well that Avalon Village is actually short-lived. This peaceful village is like a quagmire and pure land in the City of Night, just because he is here, so
to exist.
And once he, the backbone, leaves, the village will soon fall apart.
This is not true redemption.
But it is obvious that these things are not something that a young man can see through. Fenrir is a little too deep into it.
There was nothing she could do about it, after all, she had built this village bit by bit, and the young dog-man witch might have a much deeper feeling for the village than he, the founder.
This child has really been guarding the village these years, even a little too hard. As a witch, she should have gone to the witch academy to study, but every time she mentioned this to her, this child always found various excuses.
past.
She couldn't let go of the village anymore, and she even developed a mysterious sense of mission in making the village a better place.
This is really not good.
Adam originally did not want the sins of Night City to pollute Fenrir's young soul, but now it seems that he has also polluted the dog-man witch.
Although he is a brave man, he does not want others to learn from him and become brave like him.
This road is too bitter and difficult, and there is no end in sight.
Fenrir should live a free life, and should not be bound to this small village of Avalon, nor should he indulge in imitations of him.
In fact, if this daughter from the future hadn't suddenly come to his door, Adam would have been ready to leave in two days, and he was ready to give Fenrir his freedom.
Although the disappearance of the village should make the young dog-man witch suffer for a while, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain.
However, now that he has an additional daughter, he is a little unable to leave, but Fenrir's matter cannot be delayed any longer.
"Fenrir, you have your own life and should not be affected by my path. This path is not suitable for you."
Adam sat up straight with some difficulty, and then said seriously to the young witch who was almost his adopted daughter.
His words were a bit too direct, to the point of being merciless.
As a result, the atmosphere at the originally harmonious dinner table suddenly became tense.
Fenrir's eyes, which were shining just now, dimmed, and she lowered her head in despair.
For a young man in his twenties, there is nothing more painful than having his ideals rejected by his idol.
At that moment, the tall witch's face, which was lowered and hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but have red eyes.
Fenrir was also very aggrieved. She really didn't understand why Mr. Adam always refused to let her learn from him.
For this brave man who is both a teacher and a father, the Dogman Witch admires and worships him from the bottom of her heart. To her, Mr. Adam is the light that shines into the dirty and putrid dark city of Night City.
Dazzling, so warm, so fascinating.
She couldn't help but want to follow the light, but this beam of light always rejected her.
Miss Dogman Witch naturally cannot blame Mr. Adam for this, let alone feel resentment towards Mr. Adam. She is just disappointed and feels that she must not have done well enough, that she is not good enough, and cannot be recognized by Mr. Adam.
It's just that it's really uncomfortable. She has worked really hard, and she has been reflecting on herself, but she really doesn't understand what she did that is not good enough.
The more Fenrir thought about it, the more his nose felt sore.
Dorothy: "......"
The sudden change in the atmosphere made the otaku witch feel a little uncomfortable. She turned her head and looked at Artie beside her.
As a result, Miss Demon King's eyes lit up, and the bad guy almost had the words "Let's fight, I like to watch people fight" written on his face.
Dorothy was so angry that she raised her hand and gave this guy who was afraid of chaos in the world a blow to his head.
"Both of you, please stop for a moment. I think it would be better to explain some things more clearly. Communication is really important."
She had no choice but to step forward and act as a peacemaker.
Then, the otaku witch looked at her old father with some confusion.
In her opinion, Fenrir's ideals are quite good. After last night's bonfire party, she really liked the harmonious atmosphere of various races in this village.
That was simply the template for the realm of nations that she wanted to build in the future.
Therefore, she really doesn't understand why her father is so ruthlessly opposed to the ideals of Miss Dogman Witch. It is obvious that this village of Avalon was built by you, father.
When Adam saw that his daughter from the future seemed to think Fenrir's wishes were good, he suddenly became angry.
Of course, he couldn't be angry with his daughter. He was angry with himself after who knows how many lifetimes.
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Mr. Brave was very dissatisfied with this.
Each generation has its own path. He himself is a mortal brave. As a born weak, there is nothing wrong with following the path of the brave, but Dorothy and Fenrir are both witches.
The path of a brave man is to resist the oppressor, but the witch is the master of the witch world. Are you asking people to rebel against themselves? Or are you asking the beast to stop eating meat and become a vegetarian?
If he were a young Adam, he might still feel happy when someone recognizes and follows him, but now that he has reached the age of retirement, he naturally no longer has the black and white ideas he once had.
All he wants now is that others can live a better life because of him, and if his ideas make it difficult for others to live a beautiful life, then he is definitely the one who is wrong.
"Fenrir, longing is the farthest distance from understanding. You don't understand the real me. Everything you do is just a poor imitation of me. In the end, it will only harm others and yourself. If you really respect me,
, you should go to Witch Academy to become a powerful witch instead of wasting your time and talents in this Avalon Village."
Even with his daughter's plea, Adam still showed no mercy.
Being soft-hearted at this time will only harm the children.
Moreover, he is a brave man who has been lonely all his life. He is not good at words and has always said what he has to say.
Dorothy: "......"
The otaku witch also looked helplessly at this 24k steel straight man dad.
Oh my god, she thought Adam the Mage was already outrageous, but she didn’t expect Adam the Brave to be even tougher.
On the other side, Miss Dogman Witch couldn't bear it any longer. She suddenly stood up and then rushed out the door as if she were running away.
Seeing this, the house witch couldn't help but raise her hands to rest her forehead.
Damn it, what is this? Shouldn’t I be the one who caused the changes in Night City when I traveled back in time? Why am I facing this kind of family dispute now?
Dealing with this kind of thing is harder than fighting with someone. Can you give me some blood witches to beat?
Chapter completed!