"Shocked, the eldest lady actually did such a thing openly in public..."

"Is this a loss of morality or a collapse of order? Many beautiful girls are kneeling to one person. Why is this?"

"The thirteen clans of the blood clan fell, but the princess of the Demon King's family was involved in the protest. What made a princess personally die?"

"The secret that the eldest lady and Princess Balzebub have to tell..."

"Is it difficult for a strong dragon to defeat a local snake? A major earthquake is about to occur in the entertainment industry of Night City..."

"Miss: I don't understand the shadow, I'm just the porter of the shadow..."

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The "Witch Daily" on the table kept flashing such content, and the photo of the ghost in the center of the newspaper also contained the words of Versailles that the eldest lady talked about yesterday.

The girl at the dining table drank the milk that was just due at a discount from the supermarket in one gulp, and then glanced at the contents of the "Witch Daily" on the table.

She was just about to take a good look, and then the alarm clock suddenly rang next to her, causing her outstretched hand to stop in mid-air.

"Oops, we're going to be late if we don't leave. Today is the first day of reporting for the new association."

The girl became a little panicked, then immediately grabbed the bag on the chair next to her, then took the half-eaten witch sandwich on the table into her mouth, and hurriedly rushed out of the door.

As soon as she went out, the girl skillfully took out her broom, jumped on the broom, stepped on the broomstick, and took off on the spot, causing the passers-by witches to turn around.

First of all, it is indeed rare to see such a coquettish broomstick flying posture, let alone a young girl who can fly so fast and steadily.

Secondly, the girl was indeed born too beautiful.

Her long pink hair was blowing in the wind, just like the finest silk. Her round, slightly fleshy face was very cute. Coupled with her energetic smile, it was really healing.

Not to mention, the girl also has a perfect figure that contrasts with that cute face.

Just the exaggerated arc shown when the wind blows close to the body while galloping all the way is enough to make a group of passers-by witches reluctant to leave and directly act like a hawk and a wolf.

However, the girl didn't care about the attention around her, or in other words, she was used to such attention.

"Big cities are great, there are so many people. Come on, Dorothy, you must make a name for yourself in this night city so that mothers can be proud of you."

As the girl hurried on, she encouraged herself like this.

At the same time, her cheeks were still moving, just like a hamster destroying the witch sandwich in its mouth bit by bit.

"Praise the witch of the forest, you are my eternal god."

Feeling the delicious taste exploding in her mouth, the girl prayed happily and devoutly in her heart.

Well, Miss Witch is her idol, and it was precisely because of this vision that she left the 18th-tier town where she grew up and came to the bustling metropolis of Venus.

One day, she hopes that she can be like Miss Witch and let the whole world remember her name - Dorothy. In this case, she can go to Miss Witch to sign her name.

This is the simplest wish in the heart of a girl from the village.

And maybe she has thought of the beautiful scene when her idol signed an autograph for her. The girl covered her cheek, and then her beautiful body twisted like a maggot.

Then……

Then suddenly, she met love at the corner, and there was a car accident... No, it was probably the broom.

Well, there are irregularities in flying, and my loved ones will burst into tears. You must not be distracted when flying.

Dorothy felt as if she had hit a solid city wall. The other party was motionless, but she snapped the broom and broke it, and then she fell straight down from the air.

"Ah...I'm sorry."

While the falling girl was shouting and apologizing to the witch she accidentally bumped into, she was tumbling in mid-air like a gymnast while adjusting her posture.

Finally, when she was still two or three meters above the ground, she raised her hands to the left and right and returned to a standing posture. Then her body, which was falling rapidly, suddenly slowed down and landed as softly as a feather.

Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she had studied with an acrobatic teacher in the circus for several years, and the basic skills were still there. Otherwise, although she would not have died if she fell, her landing posture would have been very awkward.

A qualified idol star should always maintain elegance and dignity. This is what the training teacher told her when she first joined the Ye Mei Club a few days ago.

The girl thought this made sense, so she has been holding herself to this standard ever since.

Of course, from her unique flying posture, we know that the girl's standard of elegance may be different from that of ordinary people.

"Pa bang bang..."

Just when Dorothy was still rejoicing, applause came from above her head.

The girl immediately looked up and saw a witch sitting astride a broom and slowly descending.

"Wow, what a good baby sitting on a broomstick."

This was the first thought that came to Dorothy's mind.

Well, except for the little witches who have just started learning to fly, most witches don't ride brooms like this. Most of them ride sideways.

First of all, sitting astride is actually quite uncomfortable. If you don't use magic to form a seat cushion, the broomstick will always rub the camel toe, you know what.

Secondly, most witches wear magic robes, which can be regarded as skirts. It is easy to look naked when sitting astride the sky.

Of course, some broom racers will also sit astride the broom. After all, lying on the broom like this has the least resistance and allows the fastest flight. However, that is considered a special situation, so I won't talk about it.

While Dorothy was thinking so wildly, she subconsciously shook her head and glanced under the skirt of the clapping witch.

Cut, white bloomers, bad civilization.

The girl complained in her heart, but she also recognized who this witch was.

Well, it was the young lady who was as hard as a city wall when he hit her just now.

As her eyes moved upward, Dorothy finally saw the true face of this witch.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is a witch who looks quite rustic.

She wears a wide black witch hat on her head, and the wide brim of the witch hat looks like a starry sky.

However, under the wide brim of the hat are long black hair bangs, under the bangs are old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, and further down, there are two braids hanging on the chest...

Well, this is a real country girl. Even a witch from the countryside like Dorothy thinks this style is too old-fashioned and not fashionable at all.

However, nowadays there are very few people in the entire witch world who don't know this local girl.

Anyway, Dorothy's legs went weak on the spot.

Oh my god, what should I do if I bump into my future boss on my first day at work?

Waiting online, quite urgent.

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On the other side, Dorothy also looked at the trembling little witch below with great interest.

The encounter with love at the corner just now was actually arranged by her deliberately. Otherwise, with the perception of a witch, even if she was distracted, she would not have missed the person on the other side.

Even if she really ignored it, with the agility the witch showed in mid-air just now, she was actually fully capable of dodging it in time at the last moment.

"So, senior sister, this is your cheap sister?"

Dorothy asked Senior Hat, holding back her laughter.

Well, after the Witch House Art Troupe was successfully formed yesterday, many witch trainees who originally belonged to the Night Magic Club chose to join them on the spot.

Of course, this was all planned, and there was nothing surprising. What really surprised Dorothy was that the hat senior who was having fun above her head suddenly pulled her hair.

"Xianbao, have you seen the pink-haired trainee?"

Senior Sister Fanny said this.

Dorothy followed her senior sister's instructions and was immediately amazed by this sister with an angelic face and a devilish figure.

"Hmm, it's pretty good-looking, I like it, but it turns out that this is the one you like, senior?"

The otaku witch touched her chin and said.

But she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that this little sister looked familiar, and she had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Then……

"I like your sister, but she might actually be my sister."

Senior Sister Fanni replied angrily at first, and then said with a complicated mood.

Dorothy: "..."

The otaku witch's eyes widened on the spot.

Ah this...

No, she is really your sister.

Then she recalled Senior Sister Fanny's life experience.

If we look at it from the perspective of the Lord of Destiny, Senior Sister Fanny’s real mother is naturally the world consciousness himself.

In fact, in addition to the good sister of the God King, the following Dragon King and Demon King were also like this. They were conceived by the Mother of the World herself.

However, it is impossible for the World Mother to give birth to children herself, so in the end they will be randomly born into a witch family.

Just like the demon king Astymus was born into the Black Sheep family.
To be continued...