In the evening.
The sun had just set in the west, and the bright rays dyed the sea of ​​clouds in the sky orange-red, which was very beautiful. The huge floating city floating in the sea of ​​clouds was even more lively with lights and colorful lights everywhere.
All the witches are preparing for a grand birthday dinner.
This is a feast celebrated by the whole world.
The Dragon King's Palace, which was usually so majestic that people didn't dare to get too close, now seemed much more friendly to the people. Countless witches from all over the world were walking into this huge palace with excitement on their faces.
After all, the Dragon King's Palace is rarely open to the public on weekdays, but this time the Dragon King personally promised that during the seven-day celebration period, anyone can enter the palace and enjoy the joy of the celebration, as long as she brings a birthday wish to the eldest lady.
Just have a happy heart.
This may be the only opportunity for most ordinary witches to visit the Dragon King's Palace in their lives, so they have to seize it.
and.....
Those ordinary witches who came all the way looked up at the various luxurious vehicles and high-level mounts flying overhead from time to time, and at the powerful men with powerful auras on top of those luxury cars and beasts, their eyes full of envy and
Longing.
This is what a great witch should be like.
Although even ordinary witches are like gods in the eyes of mortals, witches have the pursuit of witches. Not all ordinary witches are content with the status quo and just want to live an ordinary life. There are always some who are ambitious and eager for progress.
And such a grand event, attended by many powerful people, is also an opportunity for these witches who are hungry for opportunities.
In short, tonight's dinner has attracted the attention of the whole world. Everyone is looking forward to this grand event, except...
Well, except for the protagonist of this birthday party.
Dorothy sat on the dressing table with no love at all and let Guinevere, who was still cosplaying as the head maid, dress her up.
"Didn't we just dress up this morning? Why are we still here?"
She asked helplessly.
"It's common sense for a high-status aristocratic lady to change four or five outfits a day. The outfit she wore in the morning was just for attending the breakfast banquet and can only be regarded as regular clothes. Tonight's dinner is the highlight, so she naturally needs to be well prepared."
Her Majesty the Queen said so naturally.
"Tsk, that's really troublesome. I'm not really a noble lady."
When she heard that she had to change clothes so many times a day, the otaku witch rolled her eyes and protested.
"Haha, you are the Dragon Witch, a born witch noble. What's more, you are also a descendant of Jörmungandr, the inheritor of the noble blood of the Dragon King. You are a noble among nobles. You should get used to these etiquettes early.
Better."
Guinevere said with a smile while carefully applying it on the witch's face.
"Okay."
Dorothy had no choice but to nod.
Although she doesn't really like aristocrats or nobility, no matter whether she likes it or not, this is how the world works. Wherever there are people, there will be classes, privileges, and nobility. This is even as strong as three.
The king cannot change it.
You see, the slogan that everyone is equal among witches has been chanted for hundreds of thousands of years, but today's witch world cannot be said to be very equal.
Perhaps only when the all-knowing and all-powerful God is truly born, and everyone no longer has to worry about resources or be influenced by desires, can true world unity be realized.
The otaku witch thought so in her heart.
It's a pity that such a fairy tale world is a bit far away from reality after all.
"Okay, perfect, Dorothy, tonight you will definitely become the most shining pearl in the entire witch world."
After a long time, Guinevere put away her makeup bag, then looked at the beautiful face in front of her with some fascination, and said happily.
"Then I really thank you, Your Majesty."
Dorothy said this somewhat speechlessly.
However, when she opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror, she felt a little dazed for a moment.
Let me go, is this a princess from a fairy tale? She is so pretty.
Looking at the white dress in the mirror, it was as bright as a small sun, and its mere presence seemed to illuminate the beautiful girls around her. The otaku witch couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
She actually wanted to complain just now about why Guinevere still had to do her makeup manually. This was the age of magic, so why not just use makeup to do it, but at this moment she had to admit that magic was sometimes not omnipotent.
The heart that believes is your magic, but if your heart can't imagine it, then even magic can't do anything.
Dorothy really couldn't believe that the bright and cheerful little princess in the mirror turned out to be her usually dark and lonely dead body. She could only say that Her Majesty's makeup technique was no longer magic, it was simply made out of nothing.
of magic.
But having said that, all skills are ultimately attributed to the heart. Just like Dorothy’s magical cooking skills, no one else could cook her taste.
So the same goes for makeup.
Dorothy did not have any requirements for makeup. She allowed Guinevere to have her own way, so the final product means that this is the most perfect look of herself in the heart of Her Majesty the Queen.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the perfect me in Miss Wei'er's heart turns out to be so sunny, cheerful and confident."
She felt this way in her heart.
It's a pity that reality and fantasy don't match up.
Yeah, but if it were Zhoumu himself, it would probably be like this.
Dorothy recalled the girl in her memory who thought she was the destined protagonist, and suddenly scratched her arms in embarrassment, and goosebumps appeared on her arms.
Black history fades away, black history fades away.
I have been a human being for three generations, and I have already passed the age of middle school. Well, whoever likes to be the protagonist with destiny, etc., she doesn’t want to be that anyway.
"Your Majesty, I think you are deceiving everyone. The eldest lady in everyone's mind does not have such a good image."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The sun-like princess in the mirror made some funny expressions, and then said this to Guinevere beside her.
"Nonsense, I say you are good and you are good. You are the little sunshine in my heart."
Guinevere replied very insistently.
Dorothy shrugged.
Okay, you are the queen, you say yes, who dares to object to this.
The otaku witch chose to show off.
After finishing her makeup, Guinevere herself casually snapped her fingers a few times, and then reincarnated herself from the head maid into the dignified, beautiful and maternal queen.
"Are you so casual?"
Dorothy blinked and asked.
"Why should I be so complicated when I'm old? Besides, you are the protagonist of tonight's banquet. Let's go, my little sun, it's time to let the world know you."
Guinevere said with a smile.
"They really don't need to know me."
The fearful otaku witch muttered this, but she also knew that her resistance was futile, so she had no choice but to be held by Her Majesty the Queen and walked out of the dressing room.
On the way to the banquet hall, she also met her sisters again.
Well, the sisters were all taken to change their clothes, but the overall style was no different from that in the morning, and they didn't say that they were living at home like she did.
The sisters all expressed their admiration for her new look, especially Alice. The little witch rubbed her eyes and said, "Who are you? My sister is not so sunny."
"Well, this outfit really suits you, Miss."
On the contrary, Sophilia looked her new look up and down, and then this normally aloof guy showed a rare smile and said this.
"Then your vision is really bad."
Dorothy rolled her eyes and thought the housekeeper was making fun of her. After all, this guy had always been very mean and mean to the eldest lady like her, and he disliked her every day.
"I sincerely praise you this time."
The pure white witch said with a smile.
She was indeed telling the truth. After all, for her, the sun that illuminated her life was right in front of her.
Dorothy: "......"
To be continued...