Dorothy: "......"

I think the Dracula family will be in your hands sooner or later. You are useless. You should look forward to the possible offspring of Aunt Camilla or Aunt Elizabeth.

She rubbed the little witch's cute and muscular head lovingly.

This kid probably really has no other development prospects except going to the front lines to open up wasteland.

"This one seems to belong to the Giovanni family. In addition, the Leson family and the Nolan family may also have some shares."

At this time, Cassandra on the side interrupted.

As the future heir to the city lord's palace, the werewolf eldest lady is really familiar with every family in the City of Night.

Dorothy: "......"

Axi, aren’t these the three returning factions?

She was completely speechless, as she had just asked about loneliness for a long time.

I'm really sorry now, pretty ladies, your bosses may have all gone to the underworld to be parlous (game gag, which can be simply understood as slaves), and they really can't come back now.

The house witch shrugged, now she was really helpless.

However, suddenly, she saw a familiar behemoth among the group of protesters.

Ah, so big, ah, I mean, this witch is really big, no, she is a really big witch.

Well, it’s Her Royal Highness Princess Balzebul.

Looking at the petite "big" witch who was jumping around among the protesting crowd, trying to poke her head out, the otaku witch had some difficulty in moving her eyes away from the two fat rabbits that were also jumping around together.

Although the princess obviously came here in disguise, after having been a Hermes once, in Dorothy's eyes, this simple disguise technique was as straightforward as wearing no clothes.

Then she simply threw a voice transmission spell over.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Dorothy asked curiously.

Well, the other beautiful ladies may have really come here to protest, but the princess of the Demon King's family must not have lost her job.

That's what she thought.

However.....

"It's you, Dorothy."

Balzebul was a little surprised when the message was suddenly transmitted, but she quickly turned around and looked at Dorothy at the window upstairs of the milk tea shop. The petite "big" princess waved hello to the house witch.

"I'm here to collect debts. I finally succeeded in signing a contract to be the screenwriter of Ye Mei, but they took my manuscript and went bankrupt. This is not okay."

Her Royal Highness, who has a literary dream of becoming a writer, said this angrily.

Well, this was the first time in her life that she did not rely on her status as a princess, but on her personal talent to find a literary job. However, the company closed down before she started working. This was really shocking. She had to do this.

I need an explanation.

"Well, you may not be able to get it back. Your debtor is gone."

When she heard that the princess was really here to collect debts, Dorothy couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and then said with some embarrassment.

Well, although Miss Balzeb is a princess of the Demon King's family, she may not have received news about the Tribunal.

"Um, that's not it, is the matter so serious?"

Sure enough, the Gluttonous Witch, who had not been investigated specifically because she was pursuing her dream, was stunned for a moment, and then became a little at a loss.

Ah, does fate really not want her to become a writer?

It was obviously the first time that I mustered up the courage to act on my dream, and it was the first time that I was recognized by professionals. This should have been a dreamlike happiness. Why, why did it become like this? Don’t let this happen.

....

Balzebul lowered her head in shock, but soon, she remembered something, then raised her head sharply, and then looked at Dorothy with burning eyes.

"Uh, Your Highness, why are you looking at me like that? It's so scary."

Dorothy, on the other hand, was a little flustered by the gluttonous princess' stare.

This is a real boss, someone who looks like the Devil of Original Sin.

"Dorothy, you are responsible for me and my children. This is all your fault."

And the lovely "big" princess said something astonishingly.

Dorothy: "Pfft..."

The otaku witch, who was originally thinking of drinking milk tea to calm down her shock, suddenly sprayed Cassandra across from her with a sip of milk tea, leaving the red wolf lady covered in white turbidity.

But she didn't even bother to apologize. Instead, she jumped out of the window and came to Balzebul.

"Princess, please don't say this nonsense. You are responsible and you are a child."

She started to wonder if she had missed something.

But there is no period for witches to have drunken sex or anything like that. Even if they are really promiscuous, they still can't get pregnant. They have to perform a ceremony.

This can't be an artificial child like Sophilia.

"Aren't my works my children? My poor child is about to die before he's even born, and isn't it your fault?"

Balzebul blinked his eyes, and then looked like he was about to cry.

Well, in short, the Blood Witch is gone, but I have to find a successor first. I must be the screenwriter.
Chapter completed!