Adam has a strong natural sense of justice. When he was hiding in a remote village, he could still deceive himself. But now that he has come out, he can no longer pretend that he can't see anything. If it weren't for her as his daughter,

Holding back, it is estimated that this priest has probably been unable to bear it and really pursued his dream.

only

"That still doesn't work."

Adam directly rejected the otaku witch's expectations with a non-negotiable tone.

"Ah, why? Adam, have you forgotten your heroic dream?"

Dorothy was a little dumbfounded and anxious.

"Of course I haven't forgotten it, and I don't dare to forget it for a moment, but Dorothy, there are always some things that are higher than dreams."

The priest looked at the daughter in front of him and said.

"Before a dreamer, I was your father, Dorothy. Most families of heroes are not so lucky."

Dorothy: "."

The house witch was silent for a moment, and then sighed in her heart.

She understands that her father has been "worn down" after all, or has been "worn down" willingly and voluntarily.

It's no wonder that a person like him who has no shortage of talents has never been able to become a hero.

Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. There are not only beauties in Wenwen Township, but also family members.

Although Dorothy fully agrees with Adam's concept, after all, as a witch, she never wanted to be a hero, and she also voluntarily wallowed in the gentle land, but the problem is that dad, you have said it to this point, you let

How do I clear Witch Night?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Dorothy was very angry at this time. Logically speaking, she should not care about the idea of ​​​​the phantom of the past being recreated in Witch Night. After all, it was just a phantom in the past.

They are just NPCs, but there are some people that even if you know they are NPCs, you still can't get enough affection from them.

The house witch sighed and stopped trying to persuade Adam. She knew that there was no way she could convince the stubborn old father, and the father and daughter parted ways on bad terms.

And just when Dorothy was moping at the door, a figure came to her side.

"How about it? You failed to convince the priest?"

Dinisha asked.

"Yeah, he's so stubborn."

Dorothy raised her head and glanced at Denisa, then replied somewhat depressedly.

"Master Father, he just loves you more, Dorothy, you have to know that most heroes are really lonely."

Dinisha raised her head, looking up at the stars in the night sky, and then raised her hands high, as if she wanted to reach out and hold those stars.

"Heroes rarely have happy endings. They will have everything in the end, but that often does not include what they really want, because what they really want is often the best sacrifice to gain the power to become a hero.

Taste."

"Dorothy, generally only those who have lost everything can become heroes, because only in this way can they have no taboos and no fear. After all, they can no longer lose anything more."

Miss Shepherdess turned to look at her sister beside her. Her eyes, which were as dark as the night sky, seemed to hide the entire starry sky.

"I think you should listen to what the priest says, but your doctrine of man's victory over heaven is quite interesting. I promised to help you before, so let me carry it out. Anyway, I don't have any family anymore."

Dinisha turned around and said with a smile.

At this moment, the otaku witch's special inspiration could clearly feel the abnormality in the body of the good sister in front of her, as if some indescribably huge existence was awakening little by little.

She understood that the person standing next to her at this time was definitely not a mortal shepherdess, but a supreme being that was more noble and special than the entire world.

but

"Why don't you have family? Adam and I are not dead yet. Don't curse us."

Dorothy raised her leg and put her foot on Denisa's butt, and then said angrily.

Dinisha: “???”

At this moment, the will of the great being that was almost fully awakened seemed to be stuck, and time and space seemed to freeze for a moment, but in the end, everything returned to calm.

And Dorothy was sweating from behind. Only then did she realize what she had just done, but she really didn't mean it. It was just her body that moved first, and my brain couldn't keep up.

This is really just her instinct as a family man.

Well, that's really it. This is definitely not a quibble.

"Anyway, go to bed. Good night, Denisa. Let's go cheer together tomorrow."

After leaving these words, the house witch fled away.

The shepherdess was left standing there blankly. For a long time, she sighed, and then continued to look up at the stars.

"Mother, why are you doing this? Do you really think that little one can solve my wear and tear? She is just a fake after all. Forget it, it is just a big dream anyway. This can be considered a fake.

A more interesting dream.”

The cool night breeze left such a meaningless sentence, which made Dinisha shiver, and then the shepherdess looked around with some doubts.

She sneezed and then wrapped her clothes tightly in realization, and then went back to the house to get ready for bed.

In the dark night sky, only the bright silver moon remained, gently spreading its moonlight to the earth, illuminating everything brightly.

This has always been the case throughout the ages.
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