House Witch

Chapter 1079 1078. Thousand Eyes and Hundred Heads

It was obviously breakfast, but by the time people got off the table, it was almost noon.

Well, it seems it’s time to have lunch again?

Ahem, okay, this is really unnecessary.

Eating and other things are just a means for witches to enjoy themselves while maintaining their humanity. It is really not a necessity.

It’s okay to have three meals on weekdays, but it’s normal to occasionally skip one or two meals on important days to save time.

Therefore, there is no lunch today, and we will wait for dinner directly. After all, there will be a grand birthday dinner in the evening. By then, the entire Dragon Kingdom, oh no, it should be the entire Witch World, and maybe even the famous bosses in the entire Western Universe. Come.

Tsk, anyway, Dorothy was already terrified when she thought of that scene, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

"So what should we do in our free time until evening?"

She began to think about this problem.

Mr. Dragon King had already left after the meal. She seemed to be quite busy. I probably wouldn't see her again until the dinner started in the evening.

Jörmungandr, on the other hand, had turned back into a necklace and was hanging around Dorothy's neck. These ancestral sisters really slept after they were full. It was a wonderful little life.

However, Queen Guinevere did not leave. She took the initiative to take on the responsibility of entertaining the guests.

"Then do you want to go directly to the secret vault?"

Seeing the otaku witch looking like she didn't know what to do, the Queen suggested this.

"Yeah."

Dorothy nodded quickly.

In fact, she wanted to go to the secret treasury for a long time, but when she thought of the reward that the Dragon King had just given, she turned around and rushed straight to the secret treasury impatiently. This seemed a little too eager, greedy, and not reserved enough, so she didn't dare to say anything.

But now that the Queen takes the initiative to speak, she won't be polite.

However, what made the otaku witch a little speechless was that as soon as she finished nodding, she saw the beautiful and noble queen in front of her snap her fingers, and her luxurious clothes instantly changed into a simple maid outfit.

Well, the maid, Miss Weier, is back again.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Dorothy blinked, confused.

At the same time, she began to feel crazy about the housekeeper beside her.

"Hey, Sofilia, you saw it this time. Her Majesty the Queen has become the head maid. I can't be the only one to see it this time."

In response to this, the pure white witch also frowned. This time she did see it, and in fact, in her eyes, the queen not only changed her clothes, but even her face, fate line, etc. were completely changed. She It was as if she had completely changed, becoming exactly the same as the real head maid who had served her before bathing and dressing.

This is a life-killing curse, but it does not take life, but fate, the life of abstract concepts such as the sense of existence.

To put it bluntly, Her Majesty the Queen has completely replaced everything of the real head maid. This is a better method than taking away a person's body to completely steal everything from a person.

It seems that Her Majesty the Queen, who is usually not well-known, is not that simple after all. She is actually a quite terrifying master of the prophecy school. Such natural spell casting even makes Sophilia feel like seeing her mother Gabriel again. In particular, it can be seen that Her Majesty the Queen has profound attainments in the prophecy school.

It's no wonder that she didn't notice anything unusual when she and others first entered the palace. In fact, if Her Majesty the Queen hadn't cast a spell in front of her now, she might still be unable to distinguish anything now.

Probably only the eldest lady's strange fate-insulating physique can be completely immune to the influence of this life-killing curse. In the eyes of the eldest lady, the Queen has only changed her clothes, and nothing else has changed.

"Miss, this is not a change of clothes, this is a killing curse."

The pure white witch explained via voice transmission.

Dorothy suddenly understood after hearing this.

Ah, good guy, let me tell you why it was like a ghost story before. It turns out that Her Majesty the Queen is the master of the school of prophecy. In a sense, these guys who play with fate are scarier than ghosts. After all, as long as they Thinking, it can turn you into the protagonist in a ghost story script at any time, allowing you to bump into ghosts every day.

Thinking about her destiny, her insulating physique was quite good. At least she didn't have to worry about being arranged for someone out of nowhere. She could see through the bad guys at a glance that something was wrong.

Well, if you want to deceive her, it's not easy to use magic tricks that only know how to hide behind the scenes. At least you have to step forward and perform on the same stage with her.

High-end prophecies cannot arrange her, but simple deceptions may be effective. Although she is the sage of lies, ordinary deceptions cannot be hidden from her eyes.

Dorothy thought for a moment about her weakness in this area, and then suddenly an inspiration struck her.

"Well, if, I mean, if there is a prophetic puppet master who is proficient in acting, he uses a bunch of puppets to pull a big scam similar to The Truman Show, then I seem to be really It’s a bit overwhelming.”

However, as soon as such an idea appeared, the otaku witch herself was amused. She just thought that her random inspiration had failed again. After all, the conditions were too harsh.

First, get a master of the prophecy system. Although the arrangements of the prophecy system are not effective for her, it can affect others besides her. Only in this way can she use the people around her to influence her to a certain extent.

But the problem is that prophecy witches are all chosen by the gods, and there are very few of them.

Secondly, this prophecy master must be a real master who can control multiple puppets. Her puppets must be "alive", and each puppet must have a distinct personality and a detailed background, just like a real living person.

Let's not talk about whether the people in the prophecy department will be so idle to play puppetry, but just practicing puppetry to the level of living puppets is not something that ordinary people can do.

This so-called "living puppet" level is the level of my little sister dreaming of performing puppet shows alive, but the number of puppeteers in the world who can reach this level of puppetry is really rare, less than the prophecy masters.

Anyway, Dorothy currently knows two, one is Mr. Spider and the other is herself.

But strictly speaking, the two of them are also taking shortcuts. Mr. Spider has the talent of parallel consciousness, and she has the expertise of multiple thinking.

Moreover, even the two of them can only maintain a small number of "live puppets" at the same time. She currently has six lines of thinking, which means at most six live puppets.

Spider-sensei has quite a few parallel consciousnesses. She can manipulate thousands of live puppets at the same time, and can also ensure that each puppet is alive when communicating.

But Spider-sensei cannot make each puppet have a distinct personality. All her puppets have similar personalities to her.

After all, her innate parallel consciousness is essentially to copy her consciousness into many backups to act as sub-bodies, and she cannot achieve a distinct personality like the multiple thinking of the witch of the house.

Well, after all, reality is always a bit balanced. If you want personality, you can't want quantity. If you want quantity, you lack some personality.

In short, neither Dorothy nor Spider-sensei can complete a large box garden like Truman's World by themselves.

To do this kind of thing, you must surpass the two of them in puppetry and reach a higher level.

But Dorothy now has six lines of thinking. Excluding the three lines of the original body, there are only four thinking modes in total. But even so, she often quarrels with herself in her mind. If someone has thousands of voices in his head, wouldn't he have been schizophrenic long ago?

Well, unless that person has thousands of heads.

Forget it, it's getting more and more outrageous. How can a humanoid species have thousands of heads? There are not many such abstract monsters in the magic world.

So, this inspiration is really crazy. She dares to presuppose such abstract conditions.

In short, I am invincible in the world. No one can arrange me. My fate is in my own hands. I am so confident.

Stop thinking about it. Go to the treasure house. Go to the treasure house.

She excitedly changed her mind.

However, Dorothy did not notice that the plump body of the head maid leading the way in front of her stiffened for a moment.

Guinevere was very panicked, because just now she felt that her arrangement was seen through.

But how is this possible?

As the second strongest dragon head among the Thousand Heads of the Dragon King besides the original body, she is also one of the strongest fate controllers in the entire Western Universe. It can even be said that her control over fate is second only to the God King and the Lord of Light.

Moreover, under the cover and assistance of the Tianxin authority of the original body, although Guinevere could not calculate the first two, she was confident that she would not be seen through by the two.

But the feeling of being seen through just now was not false. When her strength reached this level, there was no illusion.

So

Her Majesty glanced at the witch who was looking forward to the treasure house beside her.

Is it Dorothy?

She could only think of this answer. Only this sister who was born noble could look down on her so condescendingly at the level of fate.

Oh no, I shouldn't have used the killing curse in front of her just now. Damn, I have the problem of being easily carried away by success.

Guinevere was very regretful.

The Thousand Heads of the Dragon King are actually her reincarnations after death.

Since Emora was killed by Denise out of control, her soul fell into the original Styx in the witch world, which was still chaotic and had no Hades mechanism at that time, and was cleansed by the river water.

At that time, Emora's soul, which was just a special dragon, naturally could not completely resist the heavy brushing of the Styx water. Even if she barely saved her main soul with her faith, she still inevitably lost a lot of soul fragments.

And these soul fragments, as the Styx flowed, absorbed the soul factors in the Styx to complete their self-completion, and then turned into different reincarnations one after another.

Until one day, Emora's main soul was fished out of the long river of time by Denise with great magical powers, and the mother of the world personally bred Nidhogg, the king of destiny, with the remnant soul as the core.

Nidhogg is perfect, because the lazy Emora, in order to protect herself and to strengthen her obsession of never giving up under the washing of the Styx, she took the initiative to abandon all the negative things in her soul.

Pride, laziness, gluttony, greed, lust, jealousy, anger, fear, hatred, despair

These burdens that once bound her potential, these negative things that once hindered her growth and made her regret why she was so weak before she died were all cut off by her.

This is why Nidhogg's "perfection" was created.

Although it was just a false perfection.

Nidhogg is perfect, but also incomplete. This became clearer as she grew up. She could clearly feel her incompleteness, so she began to make up for it subconsciously.

As Nidhogg became stronger and stronger, her Tianxin authority began to emerge, so the world began to respond to her desire for completion, and the soul fragments she had split finally returned to her side again.

At this time, there were two paths in front of Nidhogg.

One was to take back these soul fragments, cruelly kill these companions who gathered together, and erase the "impurity" factors absorbed by these fragments to complete themselves, and finally become a complete Emora again.

The other is to seek common ground while reserving differences and coexist with each other. Only when everyone merges, Emora will be resurrected. At other times, they will still live their own lives.

Nidhogg chose the second path.

It's not that she is soft-hearted and reluctant to kill and absorb these "companions" gathered around her, but simply that she no longer wants to become the weak and timid Emora again.

Without power, she can't protect anything. Even if she repeats it many times, she will only keep losing. She sees important things disappearing before her eyes again and again, but can do nothing but wail in despair.

She still needs Nidhogg's perfection and this almost invincible power.

In fact, it's not just Nidhogg who thinks so, but other "companions" also think so.

This is the will of Emora that exists in everyone's common subconscious.

So, the first round table meeting ended, and all the dragon heads reached a consensus. The dragon king with a thousand eyes and a hundred heads was officially born from that moment.

Well, if they are scattered, they will be full of stars, and if they are together, they will eat earth dragons.

Nowadays, when it comes to the round table meeting, people always think it is very grand, but in fact, in the eyes of the dragon heads, it is just a gathering where everyone gets together to have a meal, share emotions with each other, and help the perfect Nidhogg replenish his humanity.

The so-called Knights of the Round Table are not knights at all. After all, these dragon heads are too regrettable compared to the perfection of Nidhogg.

There is no way, because they are just abandoned regrets, all of them have bad habits, which makes them weird in the eyes of ordinary people.

For example, Guinevere inherited some characteristics of being carried away by success. If everything goes smoothly, she will always create some problems to increase the difficulty of the game.

Obviously, her old problem just now came back.

"Huh, it's a good thing that I didn't reveal it, otherwise I would be criticized at the next round table meeting."

Guinevere patted her majestic chest and thought with some palpitations.

The queen was thankful.