However, it can be seen that Dinisha has always done a good job in maintaining the church. Apart from a few more years of precipitation, this bathhouse has not changed much.

Dorothy skillfully activated the water magic array that had been carved in the bathhouse.

As a result, clear water gushes out from the void, and soon fills the huge bathing pool that can accommodate dozens of girls playing together.

Immediately afterwards, the fire element pattern for heating is activated.

As a result, the heat soon radiated from the sleep, steam rolled, and the entire bath became foggy.

In this way, a hot spring pool is completed.

Putting out her finger, Dorothy tested the temperature, and then nodded with satisfaction.

However, when she turned around and looked at the two lolita who were already wrestling with each other, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

Alas, Artie couldn't hold back her anger after all. Feeling that she was being ignored by Emora, she took advantage of Dorothy's effort to release the water and gently poked the little fat dragon's tail.

Although the dragon's tail is also a combat weapon, it doesn't matter if it is poked, but it is in the dragon form. After transforming into a human, the tail is actually surprisingly sensitive, more sensitive than the hands and feet.

For dragons, external features such as tails, wings, and dragon horns cannot be touched easily by outsiders when they are in human form. Only those whom the dragon absolutely trusts can touch these parts of them.

But it was obvious that Atie was not that close to Emora's heart yet. Therefore, even though the little fat dragon was mild-tempered and a little timid, she was angry when someone attacked her vitals in such a sneak attack.

Not to mention that she just learned martial arts from Dorothy.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It is true that armed with sharp weapons, murderous intentions arise, so the little fat dragon fought back, and she was also very dissatisfied...

Well, she gave Atty a gentle push.

Well, it's Emora after all, and that's the limit of her anger.

And it was really a gentle push, and she carefully restrained her strength. The little fat dragon also knew that his dragon power was not something that a mortal could bear, so he limited his output to the human level.

But even so, the power was not something that little lolita like Ati could bear, so the evil little girl fell down with a bang.

Can this be tolerated?

Regardless of whether others can tolerate it or not, Atie can't tolerate it anyway. Her bad temper...

Just like that, Artie was so angry that he rushed forward. Atti stepped out, and Artie started to cover his swollen hands and scream.

The little fat dragon fought back. She sat down on Arti. Player Arti couldn't get up again, and player Arti started to cry...

The chickens pecking each other were very exciting.

And the otaku witch, who understood the consequences of everything, was even more speechless about this.

Are these two really the previous lives of the Witch King?

Tsk, I see this witch world and take jujube pills.

Dorothy somewhat understood why Denisa looked disgusted when she mentioned educating Artie. If the Dragon King and Demon King larvae looked like this in reality, then Denisa had really worked hard.

It's just that Dinisha used to take care of one baby at a time, but now the otaku witch takes care of two babies at the same time, so the difficulty is more than doubled.

Fortunately, she is the best at dealing with naughty children.

Dorothy was not used to these two little guys. She simply snapped her fingers and removed the clothes of the two lolita, then picked up one with one hand and threw it into the bathtub.

After the two huge splashes, the two little ones each emerged from the water with their short legs dangling. However, Artie, who had regained her freedom, really had a short memory, was naughty and fun-loving, and at this time she was heading towards the little ones.

The fat dragon drinks water with its mouth.

In response to this, the otaku witch covered her forehead with one hand and felt helpless.

Artie, are you sure you want to compete with a giant dragon?

Seeing that Emora was about to show off her dragon breath posture, Dorothy had no choice but to snap her fingers, take off her clothes, and walk into the bathtub.

"Do you want to ruin this place?"

She lightly punched the little fat dragon on the head, causing her to close her mouth that was condensed with the dragon's breath. Then the otaku witch reached out and scooped up Atie, who was jumping violently beside her, into her arms again.

"Don't move. Let me wash your hair and see how dirty it is."

She looked at the little Loli's messy hair and said angrily.

However, Adi seemed very uncomfortable with this and wanted to struggle.

"Don't touch me, I can wash it myself."

However, it is a pity that the power gap is too huge, and all the little Lolita's struggles are ineffective.

Finally, after trying to break free many times to no avail, Adi accepted her fate. She just lay down in the arms of the tall otaku witch, with her head resting on two natural headrests that looked like clouds.

"You win, you bad woman."

She stared blankly at the water.

Although Ati himself was not voluntary, the reflection on the water was particularly harmonious.

There were two very similar figures, one large and one small. The adult was holding the child. The two had similar black hair. The only difference was probably the pink and jade-like little angel, who was as delicate as a doll compared to the arms.

The figure that looks like a goddess standing behind her looks a bit attractive and crotch-stretching.

Well, at first glance, they really look like a mother and daughter.

"Haha, you really look like my daughter, but you're a bit ugly."

The otaku witch also saw the reflection on the water, she joked like this.

Artie: “…..”

She wanted to scold her back, but just looking at the unclear reflection on the water, she felt a little dizzy. She didn't dare to raise her head and look directly at this bad woman without a veil behind her.

Even she had to admit that this bad woman was indeed a little bit pretty.

"Tch, you can't be my mother. I don't have that kind of thing. That bitch..."

Artie tried to argue.

But Dorothy interrupted her without waiting for her to finish.

"Okay, don't move. Your hair is really beautiful. It's just a little bit worse than mine. That's good. A witch's hair is often the best carrier of her power. The graduation staff of a mature witch

Often your own hair is used as the core of the wand, so you have to take good care of your hair."

She said something that Artie couldn't understand at all.

But Adi didn't care about it. She felt the gentle hands on her head, and then slowly sank the lower half of her face into the bathtub, spitting bubbles and playing in boredom.

This was the first time she had experienced the feeling of having her hair washed, but it was not as annoying as she had imagined.

Beside the two of them, the little fat dragon spread out its arms and legs, arranged itself into a wooden shape, and then swayed its tail as motivation, floating happily in the swimming pool.
Chapter completed!