Capítulo 1458: Chapter 795: Little Tricks in the Courtroom
“I suspect it’s because of her waist…..”
The hobody witch thought long and hard and figured that Lord Demon King must be doing this to settle an old score, considering that this Witch King is notoriously petty.
But before she finished speaking, her senior sister quickly extended a tentacle to physically block her from speaking further.
“Dorothy, so things are best left unsaid.”
Senior Fanny gave this reminder.
As the direct disciple of the Demon King, she naturally knew better than anyone how petty her teacher could be. Even if she did sothing, you couldn’t say it out loud, otherwise she’d hold a grudge.
Dorothy: “……”
The hobody witch spat out the wet, cute tentacle, but didn’t pay much heed to the senior sister’s warning.
After all, just look at this situation, and the ga rules just now, is there any need to be timid?
No point in being scared, things are serious, being scared won’t help.
She raised her head again, looking past the platform where her sisters stood, towards the highest throne.
Sitting on the throne was a tall, mysterious witch, wearing a black tailcoat with matching black trousers, a signature top hat atop her head, and a butterfly mask covering only the upper half of her face.
Tch, perfectly dressed as Miss Phantom Thief.
But others might think this is the real phantom thief; Dorothy knew perfectly well that behind this mask wasn’t the face of Sage Hers, but the real culprit of this prank—Lord Demon King.
Tch, you really know how to put on a disguise. How many layers are you wearing?
Dorothy sneered internally, thinking maliciously.
After all, Hers was known for a graceful, good figure.
Of course, due to the angle, Dorothy couldn’t see the phantom thief’s figure on the throne clearly. She could only see those long legs crossed in a haughty manner.
Hmm, can’t deny it, Artie’s upper body might be laughable, but the lower body is undeniably great.
Those legs made Dorothy feel like she was looking at her own—long, straight, shapely calves, and luscious thighs, truly a divine form.
It might be that the slightly thin upper body made the contrast even starker, making the waist-to-hips ratio even more striking and exciting.
Hmm, truly an exquisite waist drum, those legs are good, but the waist drum is even better, so round, so smooth.
The hobody witch glared at the culprit atop the high throne with intense dislike.
This was undoubtedly daring, even disrespectful, considering that the beauty on the throne was a true Supre King.
It’s said that when a king gets angry, people perish by the millions. The majesty of a king is not to be trifled with.
Senior Fanny was petrified, wondering anxiously how to save daring Dorothy if Demon King Teacher got mad.
Although Dorothy didn’t appear as brave as she seed, her ‘God above Gods’ talent was flashing, ready to activate at any mont.
She was intentionally provoking, hoping to anger the petty Demon King to make a move, so she could use her hidden ace—’Sister, save .’
Although calling for her sister might land her in the little black room, considering the impending Asura Field, it might be better than staying out here.
Anyway, it’s social death either way.
Just what puzzled Dorothy was that the notorious, vengeful Demon King wasn’t even slightly angry at her irreverent gaze and even adjusted the posture to give her a better view of those legs.
“How’s that? Looks good, right? It’s boring through trousers. Would you like to wear the stockings you love?”
The voice from earlier returned, but this ti only in the hobody witch’s ear, with a mix of charming allure alongside the joy.
Dorothy: “…….”
The hobody witch widened her eyes in disbelief, looking at the phantom thief on the high throne, doubting if she misheard.
No way, I knew Artie was eccentric, but I didn’t imagine you as such a Demon King.
Did you steal dresses from Pin Ru’s wardrobe?
Damn, as the master of the original sin of lust, you’re way above soone like who only talks big but lacks experience. You truly have a harem of beauties.
Hmph, not like I’m envious or anything.
While feeling sour inside, Dorothy couldn’t help but imagine those legs in thigh-high stockings.
*slurp….*
“Hmph, I actually prefer white ones.”
That’s how she replied, staying firm in confrontation.
Despite their private dialogue, keeping up her aura was essential; Dorothy never lost to anyone in presence.
Just…..
“Alright, lose this and we can play slowly however you like, heehee. Those little followers really adore you, they won’t let you go easily, but little do they know their competition benefits , kehehe…”
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