754: 508.
Struggle and Peace 754: 508.
Struggle and Peace Happiness always seems so fleeting.
After a simple freshening up, the painful ti to go to work was almost upon her.
Dorothy took Artie and headed out to the research institute, as for Emora, the Little Fatty Dragon naturally stayed back at the church to watch the house.
However, to prevent this idle creature from going back to sleep, the hobody witch thoughtfully left so howork for the little guy.
It wasn’t difficult—just a hundred repetitions of punching.
If taken a bit seriously, it could be done in about three to four hours.
After all, for a juvenile dragon like Little Fatty Dragon who was indeed in a growth spurt, sufficient sleep was indeed necessary, so Dorothy didn’t dare be too harsh.
And she made it clear that doing the howork was entirely voluntary—there was no compulsion.
If Emora did it, there would be an extra al in the evening.
If not, there wouldn’t be any punishnt; the normal dinner share would still be there.
Despite this, the hobody witch couldn’t help but notice a certain resolve in Little Fatty Dragon’s eyes before leaving, which made her feel delighted.
Hehe, this little foodie is really easy to handle, so cute and adorable.
This is what life with a kid is like, mostly annoying, but sotis you find it quite fun.
On the way to the institute, the hobody witch, through her Eye of Surveillance left at the church, saw Emora with an unwilling face, but still salivating while practicing over and over the Dragon King Battle Technique she had modified herself, and couldn’t help but find it amusing.
It seems that even the distinguished and venerable Witch King, in her young and vulnerable years, wasn’t much different from ordinary people.
But…
“All of this is just a dream after all, if only the real history could be this beautiful.”
Sitting in the floating car sent by the research institute to pick her up, Dorothy turned her head to look at the prosperous and grand cityscape below.
This was a city she had built with her own hands.
But soon enough, the war might spread across the entire world, and by then, even Pandora City would likely not be spared from calamity.
“Sigh, if only there were no wars in this world, if everyone could develop together in harmony and seek happiness—that would be wonderful, truly wish that everyone could attain the happiness they deserve.”
The hobody witch sighed, feeling such wistfulness.
Although she had never t the Three Witch Monarchs in reality, she had seen plenty of their statues and paintings in the past.
In these works, the God King always appeared majestic and ruthless, the Dragon King was always brave and brutal, and the Lord Demon King was forever cunning and sinister.
This contrasted sharply with the Denisha, Emora and Artie she knew from this Witch’s Night.
Oh, except for Artie—forget about her; this Evil Breed Little Loli is indeed a little brat, already cunning and deceitful as it is.
It must be said, the portrayal of the Three Kings wasn’t very positive; if the Western Universe were a ga, then the Three Witch Monarchs would definitely be the ultimate bosses at the end, the kind of villains destined to be vanquished by the virtuous hero.
Of course, such an image does not diminish the Three Kings’ status in the hearts of the witches; after all, the Witch Clan was never a race of righteousness.
As a warlike race, it’s clear to see they are the evil minions causing mischief under the command of a villainous boss.
In the Western Universe, witches are one of the natural calamities.
Indeed, in the witches’ value system, rcilessness, brutality, cunning, and deceitfulness—are never negative traits; on the contrary, they are considered virtues, because these attributes are symbols of strength.
Strength is not so narrow that it must always be righteous and inconvenient; what the witches seek is strength itself, not a particular kind of strength.
Therefore, if righteousness brings them strength, then they will be righteous.
If embracing evil makes them stronger, most witches would not hesitate to embrace evil.
In the Witch World, if you are guilty of anything, there is but one Original Sin—weakness.
Because, being weak invites bullying.
In the pursuit of becoming stronger, witches will stop at nothing; this is their true nature.
However, it is also because of this nature that the Witch World is far from as peaceful and safe as it seems on the surface.
Dorothy’s past life had always been harmonious, and everything she encountered seed friendly, but in reality, it was because she hardly ever went out.
The Moon Sea Territory where the hobody witch once lived was indeed the territory of her stepmother’s good friend.
Her family, belonging to the upper echelons of the Moon Sea Territory, naturally did not encounter too much darkness in their daily lives.
But even so, when Dorothy and her family first arrived and were not well recognized yet, those tis were not entirely peaceful.
When Adam and Annie first married and had just moved to the Moon Sea Territory, during one of the strolls with Alice, Dorothy had encountered a witch who had lost control in her quest for strength, leading to a sudden attack.
Alice is so clingy to her now because during that attack, Dorothy saved her foolish sister.
The rebellious little witch was like a hooligan, not fearful of anyone, daring to take on the out-of-control witch by herself, wanting to play the hero head-on.
If it weren’t for the hobody witch being clever enough, the foolish sister would probably be no more.
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