After dinner, Dorothy lay on the sofa in the living room and looked at the shadow curtain on the wall opposite.
This is actually a magical version of a super-large-screen TV.
She touched her round belly while switching channels at will, lazily enjoying the leisurely daily time after dinner.
She was still too full from what she just ate, so she couldn't blame her for being greedy, it was really because the ingredients at Angel Witch were of such high quality.
These ingredients containing magical power can be regarded as natural treasures. After being eaten and digested, they can increase the magic power of the witch. This method of increasing magic power through food supplements is generally only available to those rich and evil people.
It's a way for a krypton guy to become stronger with krypton gold.
Dorothy felt that just after digesting today's meal, she could almost increase her magic power by about 300 mana at once, which was equivalent to 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 couldn't control herself until she was full.
This feeling is quite rare for witches. After all, their digestion ability is too strong. Even if they eat a mountain of mortal food, they will not feel full. Only the kind that contains
Only magic ingredients can make their digestion slower, and a large amount of magic ingredients can keep them full.
Therefore, after a long absence, Dorothy experienced this feeling that she only had in her previous life. Dorothy still felt nostalgic about it.
In the kitchen, Sophilia, who also had a round belly, was directing her invisible magic hands to clean the messy tableware that had just been eaten.
Just after the meal, the angel witch took the initiative to take on the job of washing dishes. This pure white girl seemed to be a little too independent. Obviously Dorothy had said before that she would be responsible for the kitchen affairs as future rent.
But Sophilia still seemed 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 be responsible for the cooking.
Dorothy didn't say much about this. After all, although she liked cooking, she didn't like cleaning up messes like washing dishes at all. She could find fun in the cooking process, but washing dishes was not.
All that's left is boredom and boredom.
Now someone took the initiative to take on the aftermath, and Dorothy was happy to have some free time. She just lay on the soft sofa, watching TV, and teasing her little cat.
She took out a bunch of soul fragment materials that she had bought in the market before, then shaped these strange-shaped soul fragments into small dried fish, and finally threw them into the air one by one.
And the little milk cat Buster, who rarely woke up from his deep sleep, was jumping up and down with great agility and agility, catching the soul-dried fish thrown out by his owner.
Obviously each of those so-called "small dried fish" is actually much bigger than this little kitten, which is no bigger than a palm, but Buster takes one small dried fish in one mouthful and enjoys it. And the little guy is so
The shiny black fur became smoother, and the white hair on the chest and four paws 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. However, this cat food is a bit expensive.
After the little guy's belly was full and he could no longer jump up, Dorothy put away the remaining cat food, picked up the little guy, put it on her lap, and stroked the little guy's fur.
"Snoring..."
While enjoying the caress of his owner, Buster made a comfortable purring sound and soon fell asleep again.
It is still too small and too young, so it needs to sleep for a long time to grow faster. The "cat food" it just ate also needs to be asleep to absorb it faster and better.
"Is this a psychic staff?"
Sophilia, who had finished the cleaning work, once again walked to the sofa with her big belly. She lay lazily on the other side, and then looked curiously at the kitten on the eldest lady's lap, with some surprise in her eyes.
The psychic staff is indeed a bit too rare. Not to mention her, there are even peak witches like the teacher.
"Yeah, I have better luck."
Feeling the envious eyes of the angel and witch, Dorothy grinned proudly.
"Tsk..."
Sophilia clicked her tongue in displeasure, wanting to hit someone.
This young lady is really too arrogant and makes her hands itch.
However, she remembered something at this time, and she also summoned a little angel. The palm-sized little angel then flew in front of Dorothy and motioned for her to reach out.
Dorothy, who was not sure why, complied, and then she watched in horror as this little angel, who was obviously only the size of a palm, spit out an egg as big as a basketball from his mouth.
"Ah this..."
The huge unknown egg still covered with unknown mucus fell into Dorothy's hand, and she almost threw it away without thinking. Fortunately, she finally suppressed this instinct.
"What's this?"
She looked up at the angel and witch opposite.
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, miss. 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 familiar contract with her.
.She will become your exclusive jersey from now on."
"Armored beast?"
Dorothy was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered what it was. After all, the Great Library had not been in vain for so many years.
The so-called armored beasts seem to be native magical species in a strange world that the witch conquered. The unique power system of that world is a variety of magical animals that can be transformed into magical armors. The locals signed contracts with these magical animals called armored beasts.
Make a contract, and then put on the armor transformed by the armored beast to fight.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! 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 born with high-level abilities at the beginning.
It's just a magical animal with the magic of transformation, but this advanced transformation is not complete, and it seems that it can only transform 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 evolving from generation to generation, which makes the scientific research witches very interested.
The original armored beasts were too weak for the witches. The extraordinary armors they evolved were vulnerable to the witches. Even the top so-called god-level armored beasts in the world could only block a few big shots.
It's just the witch's forbidden spell.
However, because they were interested in this unique ecology, some scientific research witches finally dragged the god-level armored beast, known as the mother of beasts and the source of armored beasts, into the laboratory with great interest.
And not long after that, the activation shirt system in the witch's shirt system added an armored beast branch in addition to the original psychic shirt.
The armored beast that has been adjusted and cultivated by the witch's technology is not comparable to the original version, but has been upgraded into a special familiar that is very useful even for the witch.
To put it simply, this is a living shirt that has the growth potential of a living creature and can grow with its owner.
The sales of armored beast shirts have been booming since they were released. After all, just like the psychic staff, psychic shirts can only be found but cannot be obtained. Most witches cannot have them, but armored beasts can be artificially bred and multiplied.
Ah, although it is a bit expensive, at least you can buy it if you have money. Who doesn’t want a cute familiar that can be used for self-defense and masturbation?
The armored beast, like the psychic robe, can be specially evolved to meet the needs of the owner. The armored beast that grows to the so-called ultimate body is definitely not inferior to the top master-customized version of the witch's robe.
It even surpasses it in terms of coordination and is on par with top psychic shirts.
It's just that cultivating an armored beast of that level is actually more expensive than asking a master to directly customize it. Moreover, evolution is risky, and it's normal to raise it crookedly. Also, an armored beast that recognizes its master will only serve one master in its life. If the master dies,
When the beast dies, it cannot be passed down from generation to generation.
So one of these two kinds of shirts is paid in installments, the evolution process is high-risk and high-reward and comes with a pet, the other is a clear payment of money and goods, but the shipment quality is stable and it also comes with inheritance, and if you are lucky, you can also raise a psychic. This is
Let the witches choose for themselves.
As for Dorothy, she had no choice in the past. She couldn't afford either.
She didn't expect that there would be a precious armored beast egg directly in front of her.
and....
"Good guy, it's still the egg of the gods. Is this the offspring of the mother of the armored beast?"
Dorothy was also surprised when she felt the powerful magic power in the egg in her hand.
Although it is said that after the technical adjustment of the witch, theoretically all armored beast eggs can grow into the final ultimate form, but this is the same as theoretically all witches can grow into the king of witches, and the future is promising.
In fact, the better the bloodline of the armored beast, the easier it is to grow, the fewer resources it requires for growth, and the direction of evolution is less likely to be skewed.
As for the armored beasts with more complicated bloodlines, bet on character. Although most people will raise them incorrectly, there will always be a few European emperors who can raise the best ones, right?
Dorothy could now clearly feel that the egg in her hand was of extraordinary quality.
"Yeah, it's a second-generation bloodline. My Angela is the child of the teacher's armored beast Dorag, and the eldest lady, you are Angela's child. Angela has just reached maturity. This is her first child.
a child."
Sophilia nodded and explained.
"Although the armored beast can divide and lay eggs when it matures, except for the mother of the armored beast, only the first child of all other armored beasts can avoid being downgraded. The bloodline of subsequent heirs will be downgraded by one level, and this kind of
The method of splitting and laying eggs is very damaging to the armored beast, so Miss, you should also pay attention to it in the future."
However, Dorothy was a little confused when she looked at the precious armored beast egg in her hand.
Although it was a gift from her own mother, her relationship with her mother is really complicated. Her personality that doesn't like to owe people things has shown up again.
She doesn't know how to repay the debt she owes Euphelia for giving birth to a child. If she owes her more now, she doesn't know what to do in the future. The more she owes, the harder it will be for her to break away from this mother's arms in the future.
, was freed.
And Sophilia also saw her thoughts, curled her lips, and was speechless for this pretentious young lady.
"Anyway, the things have been given to you. The teacher also said that this is just a birthday gift from her as a mother to her daughter. It is her compensation for not taking care of you when you grew up. You don't have to feel burdened by this. You can accept it.
, if you don’t accept it, just take it out and sell it, she won’t interfere in your decision.”
After saying that, the pure white girl couldn't help but feel sad again. She got up and left, going back to her room.
........The little witch is chewing on a lemon...
On the sofa, Dorothy thought for a while, and finally sighed. She used magic power to force out a few drops of blood from her fingertips, and then pressed her bleeding fingers on the armored beast's 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 Euphilia... Jormungandr Nidhogg. Wake up, my familiar. I give you the name - Fafnir.
..."
Along with the solemn declaration, the Armored Beast Egg in her hand burst, and a young figure appeared from inside. It stared at her curiously with its big watery eyes, and then let out its first cry when it came to this world.
