Chapter 1409: Chapter 775: Lamb Institute
Forget it, anyway, this isn’t my body right now, it’s Artie’s.
The hobody witch consoled herself like this, after all, she couldn’t really take it off and put it back on again, that would just make her look weak.
Besides, it’s her own sister, they even bathed together when they were little, so it’s no big deal.
Moreover, this setting where there’s a beast under the skirt has a bit of an intriguing feel to it.
Dorothy persuaded herself like this.
Hmm, now with new equipnt, she felt even more confident about the upcoming levels.
But…..
The hobody witch thought for a mont, then pulled out the letter from her pocket, opened it, and found that indeed a few new lines had been added inside.
“On my way to the orphanage, I t a very, very big wolf. It chased , blocking my way to the orphanage. To get to Grandma’s house, I must get past her.”
“But I’m not afraid. The neighbor, Uncle Hunter, once taught how to deal with these stupid beasts. He said it doesn’t matter if it’s a lion, a tiger, or a giant wolf, just tackle it with a sliding kick.”
“Maybe I should gift Grandma a wolf fur coat as a present.”
……
Dorothy: “…..”
Ah, turns out ‘I’ am so brave? And what about that neighbor Uncle Hunter, can he be a bit more reliable? Seriously, no more sliding kicks; even the Tiger Brother is almost turning into Fat Tiger, no need for so many appetizers.
She looked at the innocent handwriting in the letter feeling speechless, then silently took out the Scorpion Tail Needle Pen she had made just last night, and wrote a reply with the remaining blood ink inside.
“I tried the sliding tackle, it’s not very effective, Uncle Hunter was bluffing. However, judging by appearances is wrong. Although the giant wolf looks intimidating, she’s actually a kind-hearted wolf. She just wanted to play with , and after a friendly exchange, we beca good sisters. She’s super cute and even escorted all the way to Grandma’s house.”
Hmm, that’s better.
In a little girl’s world, there’s no need for so much fighting and killing; wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to have a fairy-tale-like beautiful childhood?
The hobody witch thought this in her heart.
Although she felt that this child was indeed quite unfortunate, what kind of reaper is she, sothing happens wherever she goes.
First, parents who don’t act like parents, then running into a blocking wolf, this was indeed a bit too tragic.
According to the content of the letter, she should have killed the blocking wolf and picked up the dropped collar equipnt, but such bloody plot shouldn’t appear in a child’s life, should it? Give the kid a beautiful, complete childhood instead.
Change the storyline, change the storyline.
Dorothy quietly waited for a while, and sure enough, after she replied, the original content of the letter disappeared, replaced by a new piece of text.
“Hmm, I beca good friends with Big Red, she has red fur, and I have the red cloak gifted by my dad. The two of us played happily like sisters, and at night, Big Red escorted to Grandma’s doorstep, where Grandma had been waiting for . She’s still as kind as ever, after all, she used to be a nun.”
“I wanted to invite Big Red to Grandma’s house to play, but for so reason, Big Red was unwilling to co close.”
“Really strange, even though Grandma’s orphanage is so friendly, she adopted so many holess children.”
…….
“Tch, knew it wouldn’t be that simple. An orphanage even the wolf doesn’t want to enter, friendly my foot.”
Dorothy couldn’t help but pout; she was truly at a loss for words over how unlucky ‘I’ was.
Sigh, doesn’t this child have any normal people around her?
The hobody witch sighed, then silently tucked her little axe behind her waist, tidied her skirt, and then stepped out of the bushes to the orphanage’s entrance.
Sure enough, just as described in the letter, a gentle-looking old lady had been waiting at the door; she was an elderly nun wearing a nun’s habit.
Only, like with Pig Headed Father and Viper Mom, this Grandma Nun had a human figure, but atop her head was a sheep’s head.
“By the way, do female sheep grow horns?”
Looking at the beautiful and curved sheep horns on Grandma’s head, Dorothy suddenly thought of this.
And as her gaze passed Grandma, she saw the na of the orphanage.
“Lamb Institute”
Well, that na suits Grandma’s appearance, very Sheep Village-esque.
And just as the hobody witch stepped out of the bushes, Grandma Sheep at the door adjusted the round glasses on her nose, saw her, and then showed a warm and kind smile.
“Oh, my darling, co and let Grandma have a good look at you.”
She opened her arms towards Dorothy, intending to give her a hug.
And to this, the hobody witch naturally cooperated; she ran over to Grandma Sheep and hugged her tightly.
“Grandma, I missed you too.”
She said sweetly.
Even though combined over several lifetis, she seed to have never really seen Grandma.
Dorothy suddenly rembered this and pondered whether she should take so ti to visit with Mother Dragon. Though she didn’t want to inherit the family business, it seed a bit indefensible to not even recognize her family.
“Yes, yes, good child, such a good child, you’ve grown so big before I knew it, almost ready to leave the circle.”
And Grandma Sheep kept patting the hobody witch’s back as she spoke.
Dorothy: “….”
Leave the circle? Ah, does this animal world use that phrase to describe adulthood?
Dorothy felt this wasn’t quite right, but upon thinking it over, it seed not entirely wrong either.
She looked up at Grandma from her position in Grandma’s embrace, and from that angle, she could vaguely see the rectangular pupils hidden behind the always reflective glasses.
Indeed, those horizontal pupils, looking very vacant and soulless, not at all the kind benevolent face of a sheep, contrary to that, very cold and unfeeling, quite eerily terrifying.
However, this might scare others, but to Dorothy, it was too familiar, because she saw it every day on Senior Fanny.
Speaking of which, who knows where senior is now, sigh, it’s hard for her, clearly as the Fourth King, she should be showing off everywhere, yet following her, she keeps running into obstacles, quite the blow.
This ti, since Lord Demon King made a personal move, there’s no relying on Senior Fanny.
Truly pitiful.
“Alright, dear, stop standing around at the entrance catching cold, co in with Grandma.”
Grandma Sheep took Dorothy’s hand, leading her into the orphanage. Despite its cute na, ‘Lamb Institute’, it had a gothic, dark atmosphere.
To be honest, this doesn’t quite resemble an orphanage, it felt more like a monastery or…
A prison.
And after the grandmother and granddaughter entered, the heavy iron door of the orphanage slamd shut, followed by several locking sounds.
Dorothy kept walking forward hand in hand with Grandma Sheep, turned her head to look back at the iron door, noticing there were no guards or similar figures.
“Hmm, well, Grandma’s house really does have a fancy door, using automation and all, impressive, impressive.”
She thought to herself.
Funny, architectural studies, she’s a professional, others may not understand and find it mysterious, but she imdiately noticed the well-hidden chanical structure beside the door.
But co to think of it, Viper Mom said the food in the orphanage was barely enough, how do they have spare money to afford such an advanced automatic door?
Dorothy kept curiously observing this slightly dated orphanage, and her eyes t the gaze of a group of little lambs peeping from a window on the second floor not far away.
Ah, it really is a Lamb Institute, all just a bunch of little lambs.
Dorothy was stunned for a mont, then smiled amicably at the little lambs, but they all quickly shrank back.
“Don’t be sad, dear, they’re just a bit shy because you’re different from them, but soon you’ll fit right in with them.”
Grandma Sheep reached out and patted the hobody witch’s head, still speaking warmly.
…. Little lambs in training ….
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