Fenrir's house was quite large, with many empty rooms. Dorothy and Artie quickly chose two rooms and settled down first.

"Teacher, actually I think it would be too troublesome for us to choose two rooms. Just one room will do."

Artie said this righteously as if he really didn't want to trouble others.

Although it might still be a bit convincing if she had put away her eyes that had turned into hearts and the succubus tail that was swinging behind her when she said this.

"climb."

Dorothy's response was also very crisp and clear. She directly kicked out the future devil lady who was full of embarrassment.

Then, she used her finger as a wand to slightly decorate the room, trying to make it look as familiar as possible. Finally, she lay down comfortably on the soft bed, looking at the ceiling above her head, feeling in her heart

I feel a little more at ease.

Well, although this is not her house, and it is even a place that was rented forcibly through both carrot and stick methods, she finally has a place to stay in this strange era.

Just like a save point in a game, this room made her feel quite relaxed.

"Then it's time to think about how to complete the performance so that we can go home as soon as possible."

The otaku witch continued to think.

Although she has watched "Lies and Trickery", the important thing about this musical is to tell the story, not to record the history in detail, so for the sake of stage effect, it naturally has to be appropriately detailed and some omissions.

The script only said that Hermes and Atti performed around the city under the aliases of a magician and a diviner respectively, which eventually aroused the dissatisfaction of other demon witches against the vampire witches, and eventually turned into an uncontrollable revolution.

It is precisely because of the wonderful performances of these two people that the city of Venus became a capital of art in later generations, directly turning the performance into a cultural symbol of the city.

only....

"In order to overthrow the rule of the vampire clan, I had no choice but to debut as an idol with the future Demon King. Is this something wrong?"

Dorothy silently thought about the idea that this was a very suitable name for a light novel, but she felt that it was really full of flaws.

If other people rule the country with idols, you, the whole idol, are rebelling, right?

However, who knew that such an outrageous thing was indeed the real history? The otaku witch had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare to continue.

She only hoped that the next action would be as the Sage of Lies had promised her before, that everything would be simple and smooth.

However, when she thought about the unexpected first meeting between her and Artie, Dorothy became really unsure of her next actions.

"Furthermore, Hermes is obviously a fallen angel witch, so why am I a tabula rasa witch now?"

The house witch sat up from the bed, summoned an ice mirror, and then looked at the body of Hermes, which was no different from a mortal, at most, it was much more beautiful, and she felt a little curious.

One thing to say, it is really hard to find a blank slate witch with no evolutionary template these days. After all, talent can be inherited. Most witch cubs will more or less inherit some template talent from their mothers as soon as they are born.

Just like Dorothy's Dragon's Breath.

Unless that cub is very lucky and doesn't inherit a template talent, but only inherits skill-based talents such as magic control, then she can become a blank slate witch.

It's just that this probability is honestly not much lower than drawing SSR-level talents, and it can be regarded as a different kind of Europe.

But Hermes' situation is very special. After all, she has a lot of SSR talents, but she really doesn't have template talents.

For this kind of existence, we can generally only use two words to describe it, and that is Ou Huang.

I can only say that he is worthy of being the holder of a lucky talent, and there is really no one else with this kind of luck.

"Tsk, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it if someone told me that there really was such a white-slate witch. I'd rather believe that it was an artificial human. How could such a talent ratio be natural?"

Dorothy complained in her heart.

Then she was a little curious about who Hermes' mothers were.

After all, Sage of Lies has so many SSR talents, which means that her mothers' talent and expertise prize pool must be very luxurious.

The last time Dorothy saw such a luxurious talent was in Audrey, but the mothers of her junior sisters were all high-level witches.

Then Hermes' family background should be unusual.

However, the strange thing was that when Dorothy frowned and recalled carefully, even though she searched through her memory palace, she still seemed to have found no records of the mothers of this sage of lies.

She had a photographic memory, so it couldn't be that Dorothy had forgotten something, it could only be that she hadn't.

Before this, Dorothy didn't care much about this, after all, she hadn't gossiped to this extent yet, but now that she noticed this, the witch suddenly frowned.

"Something's wrong. People must have mothers, otherwise they can't just pop out of the cracks in the rocks. Are Hermes' mothers the kind of ancient hidden witches? Or is it a lie to say that they are just ordinary witches?

Has the sage’s own blood returned to his ancestors?”

The otaku witch speculated in her mind.

Until a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Lord Hermes, Miss Astymos, it's time for the party. Is everyone waiting for you?"

Fenrir said this outside.

"I'm coming."

Dorothy then remembered that Adam had said that he would hold a welcome dinner for her and Artie. She looked out the window and realized that it was already dusk, so she quickly opened the door and walked out.

Then she saw Artie who just walked out of the next room.

"Tsk..."

Dorothy couldn't help but clicked her tongue, feeling that this young Miss Demon King was really a bit like a dog-skin plaster.

hetui, the lower head female.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, Artie ignored the obvious dislike of the otaku witch. Anyway, her face was thicker than the city wall, and she looked like I couldn't see anything.

It looked like it was posted again.

There is nothing the house witch can do against her. After all, she still needs the cooperation of the devil lady for the next actions.

The two of them followed Fenrir to a small square in this villa community, where the welcome party was held.

Well, this is the "slum" of Witch Sky Island. Naturally, it won't be as high-end and luxurious as the party at Dracula's house that Dorothy attended before. Everyone is wearing suits, dresses and skirts.

This banquet was very casual. To put it bluntly, it was just a bonfire party.

At this time, a bonfire was lit in the middle of the square, and hundreds of residents of different races were busy around the bonfire. Some were preparing ingredients, some were clearing tables and chairs, and some were just chatting. The atmosphere was quite casual.

By the way, this is the first time Dorothy has seen so many people of different races gathering together. It really feels like a small world.

Elves, dwarves, gnomes, orcs, sirens, giants, goblins, winged men, lizard men...

Dorothy looked at these residents of different races with wide eyes, finding everything quite novel.

It's not that she has never seen different races before, it's really that she has never seen so many different races appear together, and they haven't started fighting yet.

You must know that there is no peace between different races, and some even have feuds. For example, elves and dwarves dislike each other, and giants and dwarfs are also old enemies.

But at this time everyone was gathered around the bonfire, laughing with each other.

There are sirens singing and elves dancing.

The dwarves brought wine, and the orcs brought prey.

The giants carried the ingredients, while the dwarfs handled everything smoothly.

Everyone has a heartfelt smile on their faces.

...........

"Well, this smells just right. It's the fantasy and magical world I imagined."

Seeing this exceptionally harmonious scene, Dorothy was actually a little moved. She imagined that her future territory should look like this.

"Hey, you are finally here."

Adam, who was chatting with a few elves, turned his head and waved towards them.

And because of her actions, the hundreds of residents of different races in the small square also looked at them curiously.

Because of Adam's friendliness, everyone also smiled kindly towards them.

However, everyone was still a little uncomfortable because of the identities of the three witches, and there was a bit of uneasiness and fear beneath the smiles.

Of course, this is mainly for Dorothy and Artie, the two new outsiders. They seem to be much closer to Fenrir.

Dorothy didn't mind this very much. After all, it was human nature. This was the first time we met, so how could we feel close to each other so easily?

Therefore, she responded to everyone with a smile.

At this time, Hermes' pure and kind appearance came into play. Everyone saw that she did not have the high airs of the witch, but was so easy-going, and they immediately felt relieved. Looking at her smile again, they just felt that this

Miss Witch must be a good person like Miss Fenrir.

As for Artie…

Tsk, this bad thing smiles more innocently than Dorothy. Although she has a dark heart, her appearance is really angelic and meets all people's imaginations of a good child.

In short, the two of them quickly blended in with everyone.

The dinner continued in this harmonious atmosphere.

Artie had blended into the crowd perfectly, and before long he was already calling everyone a brother. He looked like a good friend, and was dancing hand in hand around the bonfire with the two elf twin girls.

This guy is a true social terrorist. His ability to easily mingle with others made Dorothy envious.
To be continued...