She looked at her senior sister's appearance carefully, and then an idea flashed in her mind.
If the senior sister were taller, her face was more mature and perfect, and her temperament was more unpredictable...
hiss.....
The little fox couldn't help but widen his eyes and open his mouth, a little confused.
Oh my god, Lord Demon King?
As a direct descendant of the Demon King, Audrey finally understood the origin of the familiar feeling before.
Fortunately, she was the ultimate social phobic and didn't dare to speak, so she didn't directly scream in surprise.
And after thinking about it carefully, she didn't think that the problem was with her senior sister, but she remembered the origin of this haunted house world.
Yes, this was originally the territory of that little aunt.
Audrey thought of Miss Wendigo. Although they seemed to be about the same age, there was really a huge gap in generation.
Also, this world was originally created by the Demon King, so the way Senior Sister is now is probably caused by certain game rules.
The little fox tried hard to convince himself in his heart.
However, she would still think of her former senior sister's loli appearance.
Although she had not recognized the identity of the Demon King from the little girl's face before, that face was also familiar to her. After all, during the previous Witch Night, there was an identical little girl who often ran next to her senior sister.
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emmm....
Stop, stop, stop thinking about things you shouldn't think about.
Although Audrey was afraid of society, she was not stupid. She was still a genius witch. Thinking of this, she directly and decisively cut off the eager curiosity in her heart, then held her breath and concentrated, letting her thoughts go.
Well, no matter what, as long as the senior sister is still well, that's enough.
"Senior sister, are we going to slay the dragon next?"
The little fox acted as if nothing had happened. She raised the notebook in her hand and asked.
When Senior Sister Mia, who had become gentle because of the safe return of her sweetheart, saw this question, she became murderous again. She also looked at Dorothy, waiting for the answer.
They haven't had time to ask how the otaku witch came out of the dragon island.
"No, no, then Dragon Island is harmless. We have all the equipment to pass the level. There is no need to waste energy anymore. Let's hurry up and get to the next level."
She said this dryly.
Well, that silly Miss Black Dragon is really worthy of death.
At that moment, she took out the letter again, wanting to see what the next level was.
As expected, new words appeared in the envelope, and this time the words were no longer ugly. They could even be called beautiful, and were already close to the level of Audrey's words.
Dorothy was very pleased. It seemed that Artie had practiced calligraphy well. This was good.
I just don’t know how many years have passed by her side in reality after passing the Dragon Island level.
Recalling that going from the orphanage to Dragon Island transformed Artie from a lolita into a young girl, the otaku witch is a little worried that the next one will not directly grow into a young woman.
"Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking about? This is a doll made by the Demon King. Who would marry their own doll randomly?"
Dorothy shook her head, getting rid of distracting thoughts in her mind, and concentrated on reading the contents of the letter.
However, her expression became weirder and weirder.
This is a direct opening lightning strike.
"It's time for me to run away. Those women are really annoying. It was clear that the relationship we agreed on before was just for mutual use, but now they actually want to go back on it."
"What a joke, I, Artie, am the kind of fool who would give up the entire forest for a tree. Love is just a means to achieve my goal."
"My love is only for myself, others are just toys to relieve boredom."
"Well, I'm tired of playing with those women anyway. I'm going to go out to sea for a walk. I wonder if I can see some new toys."
"It's over. I seem to have fallen into a trap. These women are really ruthless. They even dared to summon evil gods to get me."
.............
The otaku witch blinked her eyes, watching the scumbag in her heart speak, and didn't come back to her senses for a while.
No, Artie, although I am mentally prepared for you to grow up, but you are growing up a little too fast.
I don't remember raising you to be such a scumbag who just runs away when you're done.
However, based on this description, she already had a guess about the next level.
"Have you finally reached the level of lust?"
At this, the otaku witch smiled disdainfully.
This is the level she is most confident about.
Laughing so hard, I have never seen any kind of sourness. As long as I stand in front of the mirror after taking a shower, it will be the most astringent thing in the world. I don’t believe anyone can be more astringent than me.
Come on, Atty, just use whatever tricks you have, I want you to help me practice.
Not only was Dorothy not timid this time, but she even had a little bit of hope. She was a little more interested.
And she didn't wait long.
Now that it was decided to give up on slaying the dragon, the golden boat turned around and prepared to return.
However, suddenly a fog that rose up from unknown time enveloped them. Even though the golden boat was as big as an aircraft carrier, it was still not enough to see in front of the fog on the sea.
The fog was so thick that I couldn't even see my fingers, and the house witch also lost her vision.
She frowned, and suddenly the magic light flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to rely on the pupil technique to restore her vision.
But even though the pupil technique had been successfully performed, she failed to see through the obstruction of the fog, and she still couldn't see anything clearly.
After losing her vision, she only heard the golden boat beneath her first vibrate, and then start moving again.
You can't see anything clearly, so it's certainly not possible that Senior Mia asked someone to sail the boat.
There seems to be something indescribable in the sea that is pulling the golden boat to move.
"My dear teacher, since you find it boring, let's increase the difficulty. This is the final level."
The house witch heard such a chuckle in her ears. The voice was filled with longing and admiration, but also with unabashed malice and teasing.
Dorothy: "......"
Ah this...
Come on, no, I was just bragging in my mind, don’t take it seriously, there is really no need to go to the difficulty level.
What is the last level? There are obviously three more levels.
Slot, difficulty is three in one?
But what is the three-in-one combination of arrogance, lust, and rage?
The otaku witch fell into deep thought, and then suddenly an inspiration flashed in her mind, and her scalp began to feel numb.
Are you so arrogant that you will be punished by their wrath if you commit the sin of lust?
Send it to Shura Field....
No, Artie, no, Lord Demon King, I admit that you are the stronger one. I was the one who offended you so much before. Please don't forget the minor offense and forgive me.
She sincerely began to repent.
Unfortunately, the chuckle in her ears became even more pleasurable at her confession.
When the fog cleared, Dorothy found that she seemed to be in a luxurious theater, and she was standing in the center of the big stage.
With a snap, a searchlight illuminated her, making her look like the protagonist.
When the house witch was confused, she heard the familiar sound of joy coming from above.
"Ladies, welcome to the final level of this fear lottery, the Court of Love."
"Arrogant Miss Defendant, the rules of the game are very simple. If you can calm down the anger of the Miss Plaintiff whose feelings you have toyed with, then you will be acquitted."
"And if even one of them is still dissatisfied, you will be punished with the punishment of lust."
Chapter completed!