773: 514.
To fight magic with magic_2 773: 514.
To fight magic with magic_2 Although she didn’t know what exactly the Lord of Glory’s destiny ruling was like, she imagined it must be sowhat similar; she expected that on her end, it would still be a random draw, with the final result depending entirely on luck, while the other party could freely choose the point at which they wanted the world line to converge.
Tsk, the ability to control freely is really enviable.
The hobody witch felt this way, even suspecting that every ti she perford a divination, she might randomly solidify a future, and during this random process, countless fates could branch out, after all, what future would be solidified was infinitely possible.
Well, it’s directly an infinite matryoshka.
However, whether she was skilled or it was random, at least judging from the results, her Inspiration Divination, or rather, Fate Observation, seed to be the sa type of stand-in as the Lord of Glory’s destiny ruling.
So now, it was ti to fight magic with magic.
“Senior, I was bored earlier and did a reading to see if I could peek at Sophia’s maid outfit.
Guess what I ended up seeing?”
Dorothy’s expression suddenly turned into a hehehe as she asked Hat Senior Sister this question.
“Um…”
Senior Fanny, not understanding the capabilities of her own master, was full of question marks.
She didn’t get why Dorothy was asking about this out of the blue, weren’t they just talking about saving the world?
How did the topic suddenly switch to maid outfits?
“Dorothy, can you be a bit more serious, please?
We’re discussing important matters here.
What’s with maid outfits?
Besides, what’s so great about that Little Angel’s maid outfit?
If you can win this ti, just protect the Mother of the World properly, and if possible, give that White Eye wolf of a Little Angel a good thrashing.
Then I’d be okay even wearing a maid outfit and calling you Master.”
Senior Fanny habitually retorted, truly disliking Sophia, while Dorothy’s infatuated with the other’s beauty was really annoying to her, so she just said this off the cuff.
Yeah, it was really just a casual ntion; after all, how could she, the Future Fourth King, lose face like that?
How could she possibly put on a maid outfit to please soone?
Not to ntion calling them Master.
Hmph, that was impossible, absolutely impossible.
A sovereign’s words held weight, and in the future, she was ant to beco the Witch King; every word and action of hers could influence the direction of the Witch World.
If she called soone Master, wouldn’t that make that person the Witch King?
That was not acceptable; this was non-negotiable.
Senior Fanny was absolutely certain of this in her heart.
However…
“Yeah, I really did see Sister in a maid outfit in the future vision, Sophia was right next to you.”
Dorothy nodded and said, stroking her chin.
“Sophia was wearing a Fallen Angel Holy Maid lace suit while you, Sister, were in a Shrine Maiden styled cat-eared maid outfit.
Both are my favorite types, and I’ve got to say, they were aweso.”
“It just seed like you, Sister, looked good but weren’t quite practical, as if you couldn’t handle losing, reluctantly making a face, and your call of ‘Master’ was even quieter than a mosquito’s buzz, highlighting a lack of enthusiasm.”
Recalling the vision of a transford Senior Fanny, the Hobody Witch couldn’t help but relish the mory.
Although Senior Mia’s voluptuous figure was most to her taste, if you considered the overall feel, among all the sisters it had to be Senior Fanny who was the best.
This rry Maker Senior, as long as she kept her mouth shut, was just perfect.
She really was that kind of beauty with an Eastern classical flavor that was rare to see in the Western Universe, with picturesque features and a graceful deanor, possessing both the detached air of Sister Fairy and the mysterious allure of Enchantress Sister.
Just like the black lotus in a pond, ostensibly pure and untainted by the sludge, clean and serene amidst the murky waters, the flower’s purity was symbolized, but the black that denoted impurity made her special, possessing a mystifying charm, like a fairy among enchantresses and an enchantress among fairies, transcendent yet seductive, voluptuous yet innocent.
Well, in short, she was truly beautiful; the contrast was just fantastic.
And don’t let soone like that rry Maker fool you with her usual domineering airs; unexpectedly, she was actually quite naïve.
Anyway, in that vision of the future, Sophia, who was supposed to be sowhat more innocent and coy, appeared quite at ease, not at all shy or hiding anything.
On the contrary, Senior Fanny, who normally cracked jokes better than anyone and moved faster than anyone, once she was actually in the spotlight, suddenly couldn’t take the joke anymore.
Although her Shrine Maiden cat-eared maid outfit had way more fabric than Sophia’s Fallen Angel Holy Maid suit, with everything neatly covered up without any malicious exposure, she still covered her chest and fumbled with the hem of her dress as if ashad, her face blushing as if it were about to drip with water.
I laughed so hard; this rry Maker truly wasn’t rry enough, even shying away from playing the part herself.
Too small-minded, too small-minded indeed.
“You…”
Upon hearing such mockery, Senior Fanny was furious and almost reached out with her little tendrils to give this insolent creature a thrashing on the spot.
But quickly, she had a realization.
“So your divination results show we’re going to win in the end?”
Hat Senior Sister withdrew her tendrils, and then asked such a question,
But then she imdiately looked at her Master with a hint of doubt.
“Dorothy, can your divinations be trusted?
Didn’t you say you weren’t very good at the Divination Departnt?”
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