A series of question marks appeared above the head of the house witch.
What's going on? Where did these three weird guys come from? And why is this guy holding a drumstick? I don't have a drum here either?
She turned around and looked around, and was sure that she was still in her Grand Inquisitor's office, and the door to the office was still closed, and no one had entered or exited just now.
"Are you also a judge?"
Dorothy frowned and then asked.
Well, although these three strange guys are not wearing the uniforms and robes of the Inquisitors, they all have masks on their faces, which is in line with the style of the Inquisition, so the otaku witch asked this question.
Moreover, this is the headquarters of the Tribunal. It is one of the secret places in the witch world. It is heavily guarded. The only people who can appear here are the Inquisitors. Otherwise, they cannot be intruders, right?
Just kidding, the Tribunal itself has certain functions of a secret service, anti-infiltration and anti-intrusion. They are professionals. Moreover, the Tribunal has a reputation of being fearful of gods and ghosts. When everyone sees the Inquisitor, they want to take a detour. Who knows?
If you have nothing to do but come over and invade the headquarters of the Tribunal after you have eaten, isn't that just throwing yourself into a trap?
Therefore, she felt that these three strange guys should be the judges who sneaked into her office.
Otherwise, what else could it be? There are only two doors in this room, one is the door of the house, and the other is the door of Hades. It is impossible for these three guys to come out of Hades, right?
Um...wait...
Although I had just subconsciously rejected that possibility, that wonderful inspiration immediately pulled that possibility out of the trash can in my mind.
Dorothy's eyes suddenly became sharp. She carefully examined the strange costumes of these three uninvited guests, and the more they looked at them, the more familiar they looked.
Are you putting this cosplay on the back burner?
The bull-headed and horse-faced faces are complete, but what about the impermanence of black and white? Why is there only one white one and where is the black one?
Looking at the white figure with the smiling angel mask, she complained in her heart.
Perhaps sensing her complaints, Senior Hat suddenly stretched out a tentacle above her head, summoned an ice mirror and placed it in front of the otaku witch.
"Um, senior, what are you doing?"
Dorothy looked at Senior Fanny's movements a little strangely, not quite understanding what she wanted to do.
And she looked at the mirror. It was just an ordinary ice mirror. The only thing worthy of praise was that the mirror was really smooth and the clarity was very high. It clearly showed a person in a black robe with a cry on his face.
The look of herself in clown mask.
em.crying clown?
The otaku witch looked at the mask on her face. Normally, this fun-loving senior is always very happy, so the clown mask she turned into also has a particularly bright smile, with her mouth almost reaching her ears. But now,
The clown stopped laughing and started crying instead.
Well, the senior sister is not in a good mood today. It’s no wonder. After all, she just saw her own death. Even a cheerful person like the senior sister can’t laugh at this time.
In the face of death, all living beings are equal. This is the greatest terror in the world.
I really thought that Senior Fanny was frightened and crying. Dorothy touched the hat on her head behind her and wanted to comfort the frightened senior.
"Don't worry, senior sister, you don't have to be afraid, I will always be with you, even death can't separate us."
She said this in her heart.
Well, it is indeed impossible for death to separate them. After all, if something happens to the senior sister, then neither of them can die. But if something happens to the senior sister, then the future fourth king, the senior sister, will not be able to withstand something she, a little witch, will
If you can't stand it anymore, you will have to die together.
Therefore, there is nothing wrong with what I said, it is just a nice nonsense.
Senior Sister Fanny: "..."
Senior Sister Hat was silent, and she was also speechless at her Master's wonderful brain circuitry.
Isn’t it obvious that I gave you a mirror? Let you take a good look at yourself in the mirror. You will be somewhat self-aware. What on earth are you thinking about? Why did you suddenly touch me?
And he said such embarrassing and disgusting words.
Senior Sister Fanny is so shy that the tip of her hat is almost turning red. Although as the future fourth king, she has a high status and great magical powers, she is only a 25-year-old young witch after all. What girl can do that?
How can I stand up to Xibao's rhetoric?
Of course, Hat-senpai is also very clear about her master's urinary nature. She knows very well that Xibao's meaning must be purely literal, and there is absolutely no possibility of any ambiguous love words in it, but this does not mean
The hindrance senior sister is very useful for this. After all, who wouldn’t like to hear good things said by the people they care about?
Especially Xibao, she is so good-looking, and good things said by good-looking people are especially nice...
only....
Senior Fanny, who was slightly happy in her heart, soon felt a "smiling" gaze on her, with kind and gentle eyes, but Senior Hat almost was frightened to the point of cardiopulmonary arrest.
"Um, Teacher Shenwang, don't get me wrong. You don't know what kind of character Xibao is. He's just a bit arrogant and can't help but speak with his brain."
Senior Sister Fanny explained this seriously.
Although the communication between her and Qian Bao just now was a spiritual communication, and Qian Bao has also learned the mind sealing spell, it stands to reason that people should not be able to peek into their hearts, but the question is, are the Three Kings ordinary people?
After already understanding the relationship between Xibao and Teacher Shenwang in Night of the Witch, Senior Sister Fanny clearly knows from a bystander that she knows better than Qianbao who is Teacher Shenwang's most beloved sister.
Fortunately, the gaze just glanced at her and quickly moved away, which made the hat-senpai breath a sigh of relief.
But she also knew very well that this was not because Teacher Shenwang let her go just like that, it was simply because when a good sister appeared, the good sister could only pretend to be one person in her eyes.
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Forget it, I am already about to die (in 50 years) anyway, why do I still want to do so much? Eat what you want, what you want, my poor Xibao will be played by her good sister again.
It's really pitiful.
Seeing that her reminder was of no use, Senior Sister Fanny also entered the melon-eating mode.
"We can indeed be considered judges."
Denisa replied.
As she said this, she angrily confiscated the drumstick from Artie, who was very depressed because he failed to seize the opportunity of "revenge", and then gently hit the little girl's head with the drumstick.
winter...
Well, the sound is very crisp, just like knocking on a wooden fish.
In response to this, Artie, who was covering his head and squatting in defense, became even more angry and cold.
You two sisters, don't bully me too much. One treats me like a drum, and the other treats me like a wooden fish. The rabbit will bite when it gets anxious. Don't I, the majestic Queen of Witches, have no respect for me?
However, when Dinisha's eyes turned to Atty, the little girl's red-eyed rabbit immediately turned off. She really wanted to hide behind her teacher.
It's a pity that the Bull-headed Dragon King doesn't care about this. The little fat dragon just wants to eat in peace.
"Crack..."
After stuffing a handful of potato chips into her mouth again, Emora looked at Dorothy in front of her with burning eyes, and then the fat tail behind her waggled happily.
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Great, there will be delicious food again.
Ati, who was originally hiding behind the little fat dragon, dodged his teacher's tail in a dangerous way.
Don't look at the cute wagging tail, but if Shinichi was accidentally slapped, even her body as a demon would be broken.
On the opposite side, the otaku witch also looked at the familiar scene in front of her with somewhat complicated eyes.
With her IQ and inspiration, it was naturally impossible that she really didn't discover anything. She vaguely understood what was going on, but the possibility was really scary, and she didn't dare to think too much about it.
Dorothy raised her head and looked directly at the "good sister" with the smiling angel mask, and her answer was clear to her.
Also, the Tribunal is a department directly under the jurisdiction of the Three Kings, so the Three Kings are indeed considered judges of the Tribunal in theory.
Of course, the otaku witch just thought this in her heart. On the surface, she still responded with the same attitude towards a stranger she met for the first time.
"Ah, so it turns out there is a judge in Hades?"
She looked very surprised.
"This does exist."
Denisa was not surprised by her sister's pretending to be stupid, nor was she sad. She just nodded fondly, and then pointed to the open door to Hades behind her.
"Want to go in and take a look together?"
"Um, can I go in? Isn't it against the rules?"
Dorothy was stunned by this invitation, and then asked cautiously.
"Of course not, my words are the rules."
Miss Shepherdess replied.
But after looking at her stunned sister, she thought for a moment and added.
"The "Gate of Hades" is a magic that allows the caster to go to Hades. Since you have successfully cast the spell, you are qualified to enter Hades."
As the creator of "Gate to Hades", Dinisha enjoys the final right to interpret the effects of this spell.
Regardless of whether the previous "Gates of Hades" had this effect, it does now.
Dorothy: "..."
Seeing that the description of "Gate to Hades" in her spell slot indeed included such an effect, the house witch was speechless for a moment.
Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say.
After talking about it to this extent, what else could she have to resist? Besides, she originally wanted to go to Hades to see how her roommate was doing and why she couldn't be resurrected.
Thinking of this, Dorothy no longer resisted anymore, she just patted her butt and stood up, ready to follow her "good sister" to enter the gate of Hades to have a look.
And, to be honest, after meeting these three "old friends" again, she was really curious about what the world after death was like.
"Then let's go."
Before these three messengers from Hades could lead the way, the witch naturally came to them.
She first skillfully took out a large bag of snacks from her pocket and stuffed it into the little fat dragon's hand. Then she reached out and touched Adi's hair, messing up the little girl's originally smooth black hair. Finally, she left
When I got to my good sister's side, I was on her level.
Dinisha also naturally stretched out her hand to tidy up her collar, just like an elder sister taking care of her younger sister who is not good at taking care of herself.
"Well, let's go then."
The stiff smile on the angel's mask is far less sweet and moving than the crescent-like eyes that are vaguely visible under the mask at this moment.
"Damn it, Dorothy, you messed up my hair again. Girls' hair is very precious, and do you know who I am? I am..."
Only Adi, who was killed by being touched on the head, was very dissatisfied. She just wanted to declare the fact that she was the devil with her head held high, and then admire the look of this hateful guy scared to death.
But when the words came to his lips, he hesitated to speak.
Although the God King understands people's hearts the best among the three kings, she is aloof and sees all living beings as sheep, and she is the only shepherd, so she never gives unnecessary explanations when doing things, and she does not need other people's understanding and approval, she only needs
Just obey others.
The Dragon King is the most fair and pure, but sometimes she is too pure. She has never learned to be forbearing and tactful. Of course, she has been designated as the crown prince by the God King since she was born. She does not need to be forbearing and tactful. After all, she does not need to wrong herself.
When she bows her head to others, it is always others who bow her head to her.
But the Demon King is different. She is a king who rose from the bottom. Even though she was born with the destiny of being the third king in the future, her fair and somewhat naive Dragon King teacher never gave her special treatment, even in class.
They are all wearing the skin of an ancient witch soul that has lost its power.
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Ascended to the throne.
Therefore, no king understands the world better than her.
It would be great if she confessed her identity now, but from now on, there would probably be a sad barrier between her and the hateful guy in front of her.
Tsk, this guy has a troublesome personality. She can only play with Artie, but not the devil.
If she really blew herself up, then every time he saw her in the future, this guy would respectfully shout "Demon King" and treat her with the same etiquette as he would treat the King of Witches.
And then looking at his shameful teacher who was so addicted to food that his tail almost turned into a propeller, and then looking at the sister-in-law who only saw her younger sister, Atty sighed.
With these two seniors on the sidelines, she really endured too many things that she shouldn't have to endure at her age.
She has always been very popular, but what she hates most is not being gregarious.
"what do you?"
Ahead, the witch turned her head and looked at the little girl.
"Of course it's me. I don't care. You messed up my hair. Wash it for me later."
Artie rolled his eyes and replied.
Hum, bear with me, just wait, Dorothy, I hold your handle in my hand, and the humiliation you have given me will be repaid a hundredfold in the future.
"OK."
Dorothy also smiled and nodded, agreeing.
Then, she looked forward, looking at the gate of Hades in front of her.
After taking a deep breath, she strode inside.
When several people walked into the ghost door, the exquisite but terrifying ancient door suddenly closed and then disappeared, leaving only a sleeping beauty-like corpse lying in the empty office.
On the other side, Dorothy just closed and opened her eyes, and a city that was both familiar and unfamiliar came into her eyes.