Chapter 1314: Chapter 733: A Different Dragon King (Part 2)
If there’s anything remaining to mention, it’d be the only common trait across two lifetimes — being a foodie.
Well, the homebody witch genuinely never associated Dragon King with art back then; those two didn’t fit together no matter how you look at it.
“What are you saying? The witch with the most artistic sense in the Witch World is Dragon King Teacher, alright?”
Regarding Dorothy’s confusion, Senior Fanny flipped the Eyes of the Stars beneath her starry brim.
“Don’t be fooled by how much Demon King Teacher loves art, even founding an art metropolis. In fact, she knows nothing about art; she just watches and talks strongly. The real artist is her teacher, namely Dragon King.”
“You think Dragon King Teacher being the original Martial God means he’s a muscle-brained barbarian? That’s a stereotype, understand?”
“Having a fierce tiger within while gently sniffing roses, that’s Dragon King Teacher’s character.”
“Though Dragon King Teacher is best known for the Combat Magic System, could he have pioneered it by integrating the Eight Methods of the God King without thoroughly understanding them?”
“And do you know the weight of being the Witch King? That’s the witch closest to the Omnipotence Realm. Dragon King Teacher is always steady, meticulous and profound, truly valuing knowledge, the most diligent and studious among the Three Kings Teacher.”
Hat Senior Sister was defending Dragon King Teacher.
Dorothy: “…”
She recalled the image of Emora as a little fatty dragon with tiny limbs and a big tail, really struggling to connect this dirt-eating dragon with descriptors like steady, meticulous, profound, diligent, and studious.
So just what did Emora’s soul go through in the Styx River back then to reincarnate with such a stark contrast?
Look at Demon King and Artie, no big difference; both are naturally mischievous and equally maddening.
“Okay, Dragon King is awesome.”
Even though it’s hard to imagine, the homebody witch still nodded, silently revising her preconceived notion of Dragon King in her mind.
In such matters, there’s surely no need for Senior Fanny to lie to herself, and as she said, a person significant enough to become Witch King couldn’t possibly be a brawny fool without wit, could she?
They must be both literarily and martially proficient.
Dorothy nodded, then looked complexly at Hat Senior Sister above her head before shaking her head silently and sighing.
Alas, looking at it this way, indeed Witch King has been declining from generation to generation.
Senior Fanny: “…..”
Although Dorothy blocked the psychic connection with her familiar, Future Fourth King’s keen inspiration still sensed the deep malice.
“Dorothy, were you just thinking something very rude in your mind? Were you dissing me? Surely, you were looking down on me, right?”
Suddenly, Hat Senior Sister, enraged, waved her tentacles, starting to flail at Dorothy’s head seated below with a flurry of Oula Oula Oula, followed by incomprehensible utterances like “I’m just a twenty-five-year-old kid,” “I’ll shark you all half a year after forty-nine years,” “I’m a born Omnipotent One.”
Well, suddenly the air was filled with a lively atmosphere.
“Senior Sister, we should enter now.”
While the homebody witch and familiar hat were in their continuous flurry of Oula Oula, Audrey, who had changed into a beautiful princess dress and looked stunningly gorgeous, ran over.
Beside her, Madeline was in a handsome suit, elegant like a prince knight.
Yes, it’s just that the prince knight’s chest muscles were a bit overly developed.
On the other side, Senior Mia and Ruthfiel also approached together, both in different attires, causing Dorothy’s eyes to brighten, followed by rapid blinking.
The Golden Princess’s attire was as dignified and wealthy as ever, with a golden thread dress perfectly accentuating her Earth Mother Goddess-like benevolent figure; the various sumptuous jewelry on her head’s curved horns, neck, and the dragon tail behind remained intricate, yet didn’t appear tacky at all.
Though the glitter of jewels is dazzling, it’s no match for the noble aura of the Princess of the Golden Land, is it?
Some mortals who suddenly gain wealth might need expensive treasured jewelry to display their nobility, but for Senior Mia, her wealth and beauty need no such adornments.
On the contrary, being chosen and worn by the Princess of the Golden Land is an honor for these jewels and jewelry itself, simply making their value multiply by several hundred times.
Beside Senior Mia, Ruthfiel was in a somewhat daring black backless mermaid gown, the exposed back sharply contrasting with the night-sky-like dress, with the waist-to-hip ratio highlighted due to the gown’s fit lending a look both sexy and mysterious.
This was a dress almost impossible for Sophia to wear, but what the Pure White Witch couldn’t do, Miss Fallen Angel easily did, and both of their similarities except for hair color couldn’t help but make Dorothy imagine if her roommate wore this outfit…
Hiss, it’s burning up, truly burning up now.
Just thinking about it makes Dorothy’s blood boil uncontrollably.