Otaku Witch-Chapter 1851 - 953: The Ancestor’s Astonishing Words

Capítulo 1851: Chapter 953: The Ancestor’s Astonishing Words

Hmm, at this moment, Sophia also felt a bit unsteady, right? After all, for someone who grew up in the Yemengade Family like her, this name might hit her even harder than it did Dorothy.

The Angel Witch Miss felt like she needed some time to process it all.

But, honestly, I have to say, kudos to you, my dear young lady. Although I did remind you to be a bit high-profile on your return, I never imagined you’d come back with a full-on True Dragon King performance. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Suddenly, Sophia felt that having the Revelation Battle Group come over to support the young lady seemed a bit redundant.

And seeing her most trusted butler suddenly lower his head unreliably, Dorothy glanced at the other sisters around her.

Alright, three statues, they seem just as useless now.

She sighed inwardly, feeling speechless, and had to handle it herself.

“Ancestral Elder, I don’t think we should be calling each other sisters.”

Dorothy had to speak carefully, intending to introduce herself as a member of who knows which generation of the Yemengade Family.

But before she could speak, the lazy and adorable Big Sister tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

“Should I call you Auntie? Or maybe Little Mom? Or perhaps Good Grandchild? Which one do you prefer?”

Dorothy: “….”

This Ancestor surely knows how to shock you with her words, the homebody witch was already starting to sweat heavily.

And the sisters were equally stunned by this sudden statement. Alice, Madeline, and Audrey looked at Dorothy in bewilderment, while Sophia, who knew a bit more about the Witch’s Night, squinted her eyes thoughtfully.

“Cough, cough….. I think sisters are just fine, you call me sister, I call you ancestor, we each call what we like, it’s all good.”

After some frantic coughing, Dorothy said this.

What is this ancestor talking about, though? I can understand calling me auntie, after all, if we consider Little Fatty Dragon Emora, Denisha is the second aunt, so I am an aunt, that’s right.

But what nonsense is this Little Mom? Emora and I had a purely nurturing relationship back then, don’t spout this nonsense, if Good Sister hears it, even if you’re the Ancestor, you won’t have a good time.

But speaking of which, is this ancestor really that powerful? She even knows things from the first turn?

The homebody witch couldn’t help but feel curious, after all, the first turn was during the Divine King era, and this Yemengade Ancestor was a newcomer born in the Dragon King Era, she shouldn’t know that much.

Besides, just like the wicked Artie and Lord Demon King aren’t equivalent, Emora and the current Dragon King also shouldn’t be confused together, isn’t it a bit too much knowing for Yemengade Ancestor as the daughter of Dragon King?

Dorothy was a bit baffled over this.

But, whether baffled or not, the great ones’ thoughts weren’t something she could fathom, the previous Good Sister and Artie were one thing, but Dragon King is a truly perfect Witch King, totally unlike the Little Fatty Dragon in her memories.

Well, if you have to say, the Ancestor hanging on her now is more like a grown-up Little Fatty Dragon, equally lazy.

“Sister, do you have any commands for me?”

The homebody witch continued to carefully serve this Ancestor, then asked.

In response, the Dust World Dragon shook her head.

“No, I was asleep, then I woke up to your scent and came to see, I’ve never smelled something so nice.”

Entwined like a serpent around the homebody witch, the lazy Big Sister stated, expecting nothing less.

She sounded thoroughly justified, and indeed, it was really that simple.

Dorothy: “….”

She indeed had some scent, it’s one of the Phenomena accompanying the Saint’s Soul.

But apart from saving on perfume expenses, it never had much presence, she never expected it could draw in a big shot like Yemengade.

Although judging from her past understanding of Emora, what attracted Yemengade Ancestor probably was not the floral scent she carried, but…..

The homebody witch discreetly took out a piece of barbecued dragon beast leg from her pocket.

Sure enough, once that thing was out, the Ancestor’s previously half-shut fish eyes widened suddenly, and she opened her gaping maw swallowing Dorothy’s hand along with the huge dragon beast leg whole.

Literally gobbled up, this lazy Big Sister, who once seemed harmless, suddenly opened her mouth extraordinarily wide, growing larger and larger, enough to swallow the three to four-meter-long dragon beast leg entirely, with one big gulp.

It startled the homebody witch; she thought the fierce Ancestor would turn her into a one-armed hero, but in fact, Yemengade’s eating manner was quite in harmony with her Dragon and Serpent form.

She’s part of the Marunomi Faction.

Dorothy could feel her arm, after being swallowed, the dragon beast leg was squeezed and transported by long snake-like tongues and soft, tender flesh, yet her arm remained unharmed, just tightly wrapped by the soft flesh in the mouth, it actually felt like a full-scale massage, surprisingly, it was a bit enjoyable.

Sigh, Yemengade Ancestor didn’t even plan to leave a drop of oil on her hand, she licked it all clean.