Chapter 1162: Chapter 672: Love Across Space-Ti
In the endless void, the Witch World is the most brilliant flower of the Western Universe.
With a graveyard of countless world remnants as its soil, the massive Dragon and Serpent entwined Sky Tower serves as its stem, nurous floating Witch Sky Islands form its petals, and the central four suns hanging in the sky with myriad stars serve as its stigma.
At the pinnacle of the Sky Tower, beneath the position of the stigma, is a massive Floating City assembled from countless Floating Islands.
Though called a city, even without accounting for the folded space within, its sheer size already surpasses that of a regular great world by several tis.
This colossal city is beyond the imagination of mortals; so mortals who have had the fortune to witness its shadow often use the most effusive words to describe and praise the abode of the gods.
Yet, even the most talented poets and writers rack their brains but find it difficult to depict even a fraction of this wonder city’s splendor.
This is Pandora City, a great city nad after the great Mother of the World.
This is the capital of the Witch World and the absolute center of the floating trajectories of countless Witch Sky Islands.
In the central area of Pandora City lies another magnificent city-within-a-city.
In this lofty city-within-a-city are gothic dark castles, their countless spires piercing into the clouds like swords, while the outer walls of the castle exhibit various terrifying Demon statues or reliefs, appearing majestic and imposing.
Inside the castle, one can find various hellish demon reliefs or paintings, the bizarre and horrific scenes of which are enough to terrify most self-proclaid Braves.
To put it plainly, this terrifyingly eerie city-within-a-city clashes with the brilliant city that seems bathed in divine light outside, as if a Demon King’s Castle was placed at the center of a sacred heaven.
In fact, this indeed is the Demon King’s Castle, the residence of the contemporary Witch King, Lord Demon King.
And the main frawork of Pandora City was completed during the Divine King’s era, consistent with the style of the forr God King’s Palace.
However, with the abdication of the God King, the city-within-a-city first changed from the God King’s Palace to the Dragon King’s Palace, and now it has changed to the Demon King’s Castle, thus appearing sowhat stylistically inconsistent.
Of course, this is not a major issue, as generally, everyone would proactively adjust their styles to match the preferences of the Witch King, to make the overall coordination more harmonious.
During the Dragon King’s era, Pandora City leaned towards a Roman style, with dueling arenas and large bathhouses aplenty.
However, the focus of Lord Demon King is rebellion; she dislikes others using the sa things as her, so…
Well, one can only say that as long as Lord Demon King is happy.
And now, Lord Demon King is indeed very happy, after all, it is her favorite afternoon tea ti again.
“Mammon, are my desserts ready?”
In the office, Astimos checked the clock, tossed aside the docunts yet to be approved right on ti, and asked her butler.
Upon hearing the call, a mature lady in a butler’s outfit, with an alluring smile and a graceful figure, walked in with swaying steps.
“Master, everything is ready. This ti, I specially prepared so Japanese-style desserts for you, and Your Highness Wendy is also waiting for your summons.”
This beautiful woman with a devilish figure spoke very respectfully.
Her etiquette was flawless, every move exuding the nobility and elegance of ancient aristocracy.
“Japanese-style?”
Lord Demon King was taken aback, as the word ‘Japanese’ had made her sensitive lately, since it was not long ago that she visited there through an incarnated form.
“Then I must look forward to it.”
Recalling the delicious food she had at a banquet in the Underworld not long ago, Astimos couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Unlike her gourmand ntor, Lord Demon King was not overly obsessed with the pleasures of the palate; she cared more about the spiritual enjoynt.
Master and servant thus arrived in the rear garden of the castle, where a dreamy garden growing all known flowers of the Western Universe was located. At the tea table in a pavilion, a beautiful young girl had been waiting for so ti.
Drinking afternoon tea alone naturally feels sowhat lonely and uninteresting, so generally, the Demon King’s afternoon tea would invite several witches for company.
For those chosen, it was an utmost honor, as being invited to participate in the Demon King’s tea party indicated that one had entered the sight of Lord Demon King, and even gained her appreciation.
And even if one doesn’t count the hidden benefits, just the opportunity to et the Demon King, converse with Lord Demon King, or even possibly receive guidance from the Witch King renowned for her erudition, such perks are enough to drive most witches mad.
Nonetheless, today’s invitee to the Demon King’s tea party was different from usual. Strictly speaking, this witch couldn’t be considered a guest of the Demon King’s Castle, as she was Lord Demon King’s daughter, the little Princess of the Demon King’s Castle.
“Mother Superior.”
The Wendigo girl, who had been waiting for a long ti, hurriedly stood up and greeted respectfully.
“Oh, Wendy, my little darling, long ti no see, you’ve grown taller again.”
Astimos looked up at this long-unseen young daughter and exclaid with exaggerated tone.
This scene appeared as a mother-daughter mont, but in reality, while the daughter was genuinely devoted, the mother’s affection was not so certain.
Wendy looked at her mother superior’s eyes, which neither distanced nor drew close, and couldn’t help but feel a bit gloomy.
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