"Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is that beauty who is sitting on the beach looking at herself in pity, whose peerless beauty makes the sea silent, and whose noble temperament makes the moon ashamed?"
At midnight, a figure sat alone on the beach, talking to himself.
There was a mysterious ritual circle placed in front of her. The drawing of the circle was very particular, and it looked like it was made by an expert. However, the sacrifices placed on the circle were a bit crude.
After all, normally no one would use a pile of fish bones as a sacrifice.
However, the strange thing is that this casual and somewhat excessive ceremony actually succeeded.
In the originally wavy sea, a small area in front of the girl suddenly became calm and without any waves, and her reflection in the water blinked strangely, then raised her head and held her chest out, very confident.
said.
"I have to say, of course it's me, Artie."
Dorothy: "......"
Look at how shameless this guy looks.
Well, this woman is like me.
But, your name is really Atty.
It was the first time that the otaku witch knew the name of the "me" in reality across from her. She was slightly surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, she calmed down.
Since the Demon King has given you this physical appearance, he will not be stingy with a name. Besides, Atty is just a nickname. There are many people in the world with the nickname Atty, but obviously not all of them are Atty.
Someone who can be called Astymus.
"em...Why do you seem to have grown up?"
Dorothy looked at the reflection on the water, then she was stunned and asked with some confusion.
The Artie reflected on the water is no longer a little girl of about seven or eight years old as she was when she was summoned in the orphanage. She now looks to be about twelve or thirteen years old.
The short body that was once sallow and skinny has now become healthier, and the natural beauty has begun to stand out a little because of it. No wonder this guy has just grown so big that he dares to steal his own lines. The co-writer is indeed a bit less beautiful now.
.
only......
The otaku witch's eyes moved slightly downward, looking down from the other party's pure and lovely face, which looked like a harmless "good girl", and then she couldn't help but smile disdainfully.
"cut....."
How should I put it? It's so cute.
Well, grown, but not fully grown.
"you......"
Artie opposite him obviously noticed Dorothy's offensive look. The little guy immediately crossed his arms and glared at her with gritted teeth.
"What do you mean when I grow up, don't you do the same?"
Artie asked rhetorically.
"Forehead....."
Dorothy was stunned. She waved her hand in confusion and summoned a mirror to look at her face. Then she was surprised to find that she had actually changed from a lolita to a girl like Atty in the water.
But she clearly acted like a loli when she arranged the ceremony just now.
"Okay, it seems that the data has been resynchronized after the spiritual world merged with reality."
Dorothy guessed so.
After all, the appearance in this spiritual world is inherently amorphous. Alice has turned into a wolf, Audrey has turned into a sheep, and Senior Mia has turned into a golden statue. I have grown up suddenly now.
What's so strange.
She tried to wave her fist, and then curled her lips again.
What? Sure enough, he has grown up but not completely. It has become just an appearance, and his strength has not increased.
"Okay, it seems like it's been a long time since you were there."
The otaku witch accepted the reality.
There is no concept of time in the spiritual world. Although she felt that she had just come out of the orphanage not long ago, who knows how much time has passed in real time.
Judging from Artie's growth rate, this has probably been several years.
"Yeah, it's been a long time indeed. I'm glad to see you again, my other self."
Adi, who was opposite him, was stunned for a moment when he heard what she said. Then his expression became a little complicated. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed like this.
It was her being so quiet that made Dorothy feel a little weird. Speaking of which, she really became a bit of a human being.
The homeless girl with a sallow face and skinny muscles before, now judging from her clothes and overall temperament, she looks a bit like a rich girl.
Well, she was indeed adopted by a rich woman, and it seems that she has been doing well in the past few years.
"Okay, time is running out. To make a long story short, what trouble did you encounter this time? What is the origin of that group of robbers? Are they very powerful?"
Midnight was quite short, and Dorothy did not continue to talk nonsense. She went directly to the topic and asked.
To be honest, she was really curious about how a cruel robber could manifest a supermodel boss like Miss Black Dragon in this spiritual world.
It's her fault for this, otherwise if it were any other player, the otaku witch would have no idea how others could fight against the dragon with the strength of a mortal weak mage.
That was really a dead end. Anyway, it was impossible for Tuo Tuo to resist directly. I guess I could only try to make some small moves to try to escape, or just wait for the family to pay the ransom.
Come to think of it, Artie was in the same situation in reality in the hands of bandits.
"It actually appeared when I was in danger. I thought it was just a dream and hallucination. Haha, it's really strange that someone actually cares about a person like me."
After hearing the witch's question, Artie on the other side murmured like this.
"Clam?"
Her voice was a bit soft, and the psychic circle was indeed too crude and a bit unstable. Dorothy did not hear clearly the muttering on the other side, but just looked over in confusion.
"Oh, it's nothing. That group of bandits is indeed somewhat famous. They are the famous Thirty-Nine Group. They are a group of thieves composed of thirty-nine extraordinary beings. They are so powerful that even some small countries cannot be targeted by them.
withstand."
She explained this.
"That's it."
Dorothy nodded, understanding.
Extraordinary beings are rare among mortals. Any extraordinary person is one of the best in a million. A group of thieves that can gather thirty-nine extraordinary beings in one go is almost a legend in a mortal country.
And a legendary band of thieves is indeed no different from an evil dragon to ordinary people.
Well, anyway, if you hit it, you will die.
It may even be worse to encounter a group of thieves than to encounter an evil dragon. After all, dying in the dragon's mouth is at least a happy death without being tortured.
"Are you okay?"
At that moment, Dorothy asked worriedly.
As for her concern, Ati opposite him was once again stunned, but he quickly smiled sweetly.
"Of course I'm fine. If anything happens, can I still talk to you here? Those thieves are just looking for money, and although they are strong, they are stupid. I have easily blended into them. There are thirty-nine of them now.
The group has become the Forty Thieves. We were just discussing a new team name. My proposal of the Black Beast Group was rejected. In the end, it seems that I am going to choose to call it the Black Dragon Group. Aren't dragons still beasts? Wait for me to take over later.
When I become the boss, I will change back."
Artie complained.
Dorothy: "......"
Good guy, as expected of you, you can always mingle with evil easily.
The house witch sighed silently in her heart.
This hostage suddenly joined the kidnappers, and even got the kidnappers to change her name, which is unprecedented.
She completely forgot about the fact that she had also become involved with Miss Black Dragon.
Although she is physically integrated.
But having said that, the name Black Beast Group does sound a bit familiar. It seems that there really is a top-level battle group under the Demon King called this.
"Okay, don't show off. You can mix among them now because you are still valuable, and you are far from safe. You can never put your life in the hands of others. You should control your own destiny.
, I think you seem to be a mage now, please take the time to memorize these few spells."
Although she was quite speechless, she was relieved to see that Adi was still safe. After all, this unlucky child was just a tool used by the Demon King to play pranks on her. She was also implicated in such a tragic fate. If possible, Zhai
The witch hopes that the child can live a comfortable and smooth life.
At that moment, she quickly handed over the few spells she had just thought of improving to the other party.
She has discovered that Artie opposite is now a human mage. It seems that she has also received a good education after being adopted by a rich man in the past two years. This is good. As long as she learns her own improved spell, she will not be directly invincible, but at the same time
Level invincibility is not a big problem.
On the opposite side, Artie nodded when he heard her words. The little guy was surprisingly serious about studying, which made Dorothy very happy.
After all, he has grown up. The evil Atty in Witch Night is not so easy to train, that child is so naughty.
The two of them just taught and learned, and the short midnight passed quickly.
When the calm sea stirred up waves again, Dorothy knew the time had come.
"It seems it's time to say goodbye again. Have you remembered what you just said? Finally, remember not to be impulsive. Your rich sister may have come to save you. We civilized people should not take action if we can."
The otaku witch who had just finished teaching the last spell looked at her reflection and asked.
Atti, who was in the water, nodded seriously. She looked at the other "self" with a complicated expression and opened her mouth to say something, but after a wave, everything fell silent.
After the waves subsided, Dorothy looked at the sea again and saw that the reflection in the water was just a reflection.
But having said that, this guy Artie can afford to use a mirror this time. This time he can only use the sea as a mirror. Tsk, things have changed.
Since there is a special mirror in the den of thieves, you don't need to worry about the safety of that little thing.
What's more, this guy has really grown up. This time he still had reservations about himself and didn't tell the truth. It seemed that he had listened to his previous instructions to her not to believe anyone.
This is good, you can live longer.
........
And on the top of the mountain, the huge black dragon looked at the witch below who was climbing up the straight cliff like a gecko, and was speechless.
"This guy just said he was going to sleep, but he ended up going to the beach late at night. He is really a big liar, and he didn't say a word of truth."
Miss Heilong thought so in her heart.
However, she recalled what the otaku witch had said to her before about the dragon clan's true name, and suddenly she remembered that she didn't even have a name yet.
Well, she used to be the only dragon living on this isolated island, so naturally she didn't need a name.
But now that I have someone to accompany me, it seems that I really need to choose a name.
But what kind of name should I choose?
Miss Black Dragon fell into deep thought.
Then she once again thought of the existence called Wuhun that the guy showed before, that big beautiful dragon that almost grew on her body.
So handsome, so cool, so beautiful, I really like it.
If possible, she would also like to be that kind of dragon.
Well, let's use that image as a name, so that we can always remind ourselves not to forget this goal.
Miss Black Dragon began to try to describe the appearance of the ruined Dragon King in words.
This is actually quite difficult. After all, there are no words to describe beauty in Dragon Language, but more abstract descriptions, such as powerful, great, and frightening.
There is no way, the dragon is the representative of animal nature after all, and in the natural law of natural selection and survival of the fittest, strength is beauty, and beauty is strength.
And according to this logic, there is only one most "beautiful" name left in Dragon Language.
Nidhogg.
It means the devourer of terror, the malicious attacker, the spreader of despair.
This is the most evil name and also the most beautiful name.
"Well, that's a good name. From now on, my name will be Nidhogg."
In this unknown spiritual world, Miss Black Dragon has decided on her own name. Although she seems not worthy of this name now, so she dare not say it out, but one day, this name will ring throughout the world.
of.
............
On the other side, in a cave filled with various treasures and countless glittering gold coins, a group of vicious female thieves were carefully looking at the girl sitting at the head.
After the girl put down the mirror with a smile on her face, a graceful thief cautiously stepped forward and asked.
"Boss, should we proceed as planned tomorrow?"
"Don't worry, as soon as that old-fashioned old woman comes with the ransom, we will kill her immediately. Then the whole kingdom will be yours, boss."
"That's right, boss, don't worry, since that old thing is not going to pass the throne to you, then we will take away her bird throne."
The thieves in the cave responded like this.
However, as the boss, Artie's smile gradually disappeared after he put down the mirror. When he saw her unsmiling face, the thieves who had been shouting just now suddenly closed their mouths one by one, not even daring to breathe.
"So, in order to get what you want, you have to deceive and plot against even the people closest to you. Is it really worth it?"
Artie asked.
But there was silence in the cave, and the thieves looked at her with nothing but fear.
In this regard, Atty remained silent.
She had been trying to deceive herself and convince herself to be cruel, but now she was losing interest.
After a long time, she sighed, walked out of the cave, and looked up at the sky.
And above her head, in the high sky, the huge sky island that blocked the sky cast a dark shadow, just like the supreme majesty of the rulers called witches.
This is the world of witches.
The world of witches shrouded in the glory of the God King.
This is also the age of witches when mortals are like ants.
Adi stretched out her hand towards the high sky island. One day, she could also cover the sky with one hand.
Not far away, a tall woman was slowly approaching.
"Group of thirty-nine, I am Emora. I have brought the ransom you asked for and let my sister go."
This woman who seemed to be just a mortal knight came to the Thieves' Cave single-handedly and said so.
