House Witch

Chapter 390 389. Who is not a devil?

On the other side, in the rest hall of the torture department.

The Goblin King, who was left waiting outside, naturally didn't know that inside the office, his mother and the senior were showing off their babies to each other, and they were about to get into a fight.

She just sat on the sofa and waited boredly, but just sitting there was really boring, so she took out the snacks from her magic bag, and then took the trial order and started to swipe the magic network.

Just like that, she started killing time with a sip of happy water and a sip of potato chips.

Even though this is the Torture Department, a terrifying place that is said to be more terrifying than heaven and hell, even now she can still hear the screams and wails coming from the torture room not far away, but none of this can Influence Zhai Wuhun enjoys the happiness of delicious food and magic net.

Ah Zhai's happiness is so simple.

However, she didn't wait long as a figure came and sat down on the sofa opposite her.

"So fast?"

The Goblin King originally thought that her own mother had returned, she said so.

However, when she raised her head, she only saw a strange witch sitting opposite, looking at her curiously.

It was a witch with white antlers and bones. She was tall and nearly two meters tall. She was about the same figure as her mother. No wonder she had just made a mistake.

"Wendigo, you can call me that. Are you the clown who is making a big splash today?"

Seeing that the Goblin King noticed her, the strange witch introduced herself and then asked.

"If there is not a second clown in the Inquisition, then it should indeed be me."

The Goblin King nodded politely, and then looked at Miss Wendigo with some curiosity.

She smelled the fresh smell of blood and

A strong taste of fear, despair and hatred.

Good guy, it's not the common Seven Deadly Sins, but the Three Hatreds. It's amazing.

Zhai Wuhun was slightly surprised.

Just like the growth of angels and witches requires the power of faith, the growth of demons and witches naturally requires the power of original sins, the most common of which are the seven original sins - pride, anger, gluttony, laziness, jealousy, greed, and lust.

This is also the source of power for the demons in the Abyss Hell.

But later, Lord Demon King Tianzong Genius added the three major hatreds to the seven original sins, namely fear, despair, and hatred.

It’s just that there are not many demon witches who can follow the footsteps of the Demon King and add the three hatreds as the source of power on the basis of the Seven Deadly Sins. After all, the Seven Deadly Sins alone are already crossing the river on a tightrope. If the difficulty is increased, the requirements for talent and will will be higher, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

But now the goblin smells the scent of these three hatreds on the lady Wendigo opposite, which shows how powerful and terrifying this demon witch is.

Moreover

The Goblin King took a look at the devil's silver medal hanging on Miss Wendigo's waist.

Guigui, he is a great inquisitor, and he seems to be a few years older than me, only in his twenties. He is able to reach this position at such a young age. He is a damn genius. I am not upset at all.

When Dorothy didn't know much about the Inquisition, she didn't care much about the Grand Inquisitor status given to her by her own mother. However, after chatting with the veteran Inquisitors in the hall just now, she finally I finally understood the value of this silver medal.

Those four people before were all peak witches. How could a weakling like me, He De, be on an equal footing with those big guys? He was just like a Hatch who had slipped into the pack of wolves.

Although the four previous ones seem to be at the top of the rankings among the Grand Inquisitors, it does not mean that all Grand Inquisitors are top-level witches. Most of them are actually just top-notch witches.

emmm Dorothy, Dorothy, you are really crazy. Even the top witches dare to use the word "only" to describe it. Have you forgotten your caution of checking yourself three times a day?

Oh, wait, I'm the Goblin King now, not my true form, so that's okay.

The Goblin King shook his head and threw away all the nonsense about being cautious and cautious.

After all, no matter how powerful or scary the Wendigo lady opposite is, it has nothing to do with her. The two of them are just strangers who have just met, and the development of the relationship is also biased toward friendly colleagues rather than enemies, so that's okay There is nothing to be afraid of.

The witch world is not the kind of dark and dark world where someone always shouts, "This child is so terrifying, I can't stay here for a long time." Everyone is a well-established civil servant and must be civilized.

"Are you here to absorb original sin?"

Zhai Wuhun asked curiously.

The growth environment of the Demon Witch requires enough negative energy. For others, this torture department is a hellish and terrifying execution ground, but for the Demon Witch, it is as comfortable as going home. The prisoners who are tortured here are overflowing. The various negative energies emitted are a great tonic for them.

"Well, thanks to these angels and witches you captured, their despair and fear are delicious."

Wendigo also looked at his clown colleague in surprise. He was obviously a dragon witch. Could he also feel the aura of original sin?

"Delicious? Really? That thing actually has taste?"

The Goblin King, who was just asking casually at first, suddenly became excited. She suddenly felt that the potato chips in her hand no longer tasted good.

"Well, it does have a taste, but only we devils and witches can taste it."

Wendigo was startled by this suddenly excited colleague, but he still patiently explained.

"What does it taste like? Is this delicious?"

As soon as she heard about a brand-new food, Dorothy's food spirit stirred. She hadn't published a new witch recipe for a long time. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but because she didn't have any good inspiration recently. She used to think that high-end ingredients were rare. But after eating it every day for the past two months, I got a little tired of it.

However, she didn't expect that something like emotional sin actually had a taste. This suddenly gave her an inspiration, and she felt that her new recipe might be here.

At that moment, the Goblin King generously pushed the potato chips in front of him towards Miss Wendigo opposite, trying to bribe the devil witch with delicious food to talk more.

Although she could actually go back and ask others, she thought about the three demon witches she knew.

Audrey? Forget it, this little junior sister club is probably like that, how can they dare to use the original sin of lust to enhance their charm.

Madeleine? emmm, forget it, this president is obsessed with martial arts. Apart from being a little greedy for my body, he seems to have never tempted anyone else. He is a disgraceful succubus.

Spider teacher? The teacher may have some skills, but her main occupation is puppetry and architecture, so she really doesn't know how to use the power of original sin.

Gee, why are all the devils and witches I know so weird? There are not many who really carry forward the traditional craftsmanship of devils.

I feel that the Wendigo lady across from me is more reliable. She can absorb the three major hatreds at a young age. This power of original sin can be played very smoothly at a glance.

"Potato chips? This is included in the Witch's Magic Kitchen series, but it's a pity that I can't learn the magic spell well."

As soon as she saw these potato chips, Miss Wendigo's eyes suddenly lit up. She was not polite and directly reached out to take a few pieces and tasted them.

This actually made the Goblin King feel helpless for the main body. Listening to the tone of the demon witch lady, one could tell that this was a person who knew a lot about the witch series of spells. She was probably a witch fan. How come you could meet witch fans everywhere.

"Well, it's really delicious. It's even better than what the chef in the imperial kitchen makes. It's amazing. Miss Clown, where did you buy this?"

Miss Wendigo originally just took a few pieces of potato chips to satisfy her craving. At the same time, she also intended to make friends with the clown Grand Inquisitor who was making a big splash today and build a relationship between the two parties.

What she didn't expect was that the potato chips were unexpectedly delicious. Even a witch like her who had been used to seeing all kinds of delicacies since childhood was a little surprised.

Originally she just wanted to eat two slices for a while, but now she couldn't control her hands.

When the Goblin King saw this, she immediately smiled. She took out a plate of potato chips from her bag, and took out a large can of happy water and gave it to her colleague.

Hey, her delicious food bribery skills are always good.

But, the imperial dining room? Hiss, my god, is this a little princess who escaped from the devil's kingdom?

Hearing the words that Miss Wendigo had just subconsciously spoken, Zhai Wuhun was shocked.

But she quickly regained her composure.

Well, my mother is also a prince. Who is not a minor official these days?

"If you like it, eat more. I made these myself and you can't buy them outside."

The Goblin King said this while pouring the other party a glass of happy water.

On the other side, the Wendigo who had just been distracted by the food for a while and accidentally let slip her words also reacted, but she carefully looked at her clown colleague and saw that she didn't seem to care much about her almost exposed appearance. Identity, I was relieved, and at the same time I looked at the clown lady slightly closer.

With her noble status, the reason why she came to work in the Tribunal was not only to better absorb negative energy and strengthen the power of original sin, but what she valued more was that the judges here all wore masks, so that no one would keep an eye on her identity every day. , and then surrounded her like flies, which made her very annoyed.

She hopes that others will pay more attention to her abilities rather than her identity. She doesn't want to live in the shadow of her mother for the rest of her life.

Unfortunately, this wish is not difficult for other witches, but for her, the young daughter of the Demon King, the hope of realizing it is really slim.

Thinking of this, the Wendigo, who felt a little depressed, took a glass of strange black and frothy drink handed over by the clown opposite, and drank it down in one gulp.

"belch"

As she drank the drink, a strange taste filled her mouth, and she couldn't help but burp because she drank one glass in one go. Such a gaffe immediately made her face turn red under the mask. He quickly covered his mouth.

As the young daughter of the Demon King and the little princess of the Demon Kingdom, her gaffe was really embarrassing.

"belch"

However, before she could feel ashamed, the clown opposite also burped. The two looked at each other and laughed together.

After laughing heartily, Wendigo felt that the original worries in his heart had dissipated a lot.

"What is this drink called?"

The demon princess asked, she was a little fond of this strange-tasting drink.

"Witch of the Forest's new drink is about to be released, Witch's Happy Water."

The Goblin King thought for a while and then said.

Sharing a little secret with each other can effectively strengthen the relationship between the two parties.

"Is it going to be launched soon? Well, do you know the mysterious witch of the forest?"

Wendigo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he asked in surprise.

"Of course, she and I are the closest friends, so close that we can wear a witch's robe together."

Zhai Wuhun blinked his eyes and said so.

Like the main body, she never lies.

"Then can you tell me what kind of person that witch is?"

Wendigo asked quickly. The tall demon princess was as excited as a fanatical star-struck fan, and she lost control of her emotions.

There is no way, who does she admire the most is this young magic master? This is a truly mysterious figure who does not rely on identity or status, but purely relies on his own ability and talent to gain countless glory. It would be great if he could be as powerful as the witch, so when others mention him I would definitely not think only of the label "The Demon King's Young Girl".

You must know that in the latest Magic Network survey on who is the most popular in the world of witches, the popularity of this young magic master has been ranked fourth, second only to the three kings.

"This is a secret, it cannot be said or revealed."

However, facing the enthusiastic little fans of his true form, the Goblin King smiled, then raised his index finger to his mouth and said so.

Women with secrets are attractive.

The martial arts soul under the mask smiled evilly.

"Okay, Miss Wendigo, can you tell me the taste of original sin now? My best friend has been a little short of inspiration recently. If you can tell me about the taste of original sin, then maybe my conveying it can help my My dear friend thought of some new spells.”

She is so persuasive.

Well, it's like a treacherous demon luring prey into his trap.

However, the demon princess opposite was not at all wary of this. She was already enveloped in a huge surprise at this time. When she thought that she had the opportunity to provide inspiration to the great witch, the Wendigo was twice astonished. Feeling honored and filled with happiness, she now wished she could reveal all her understanding of the power of original sin.

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"Miss Clown, I also want to tell you the answer, but this sense of the power of original sin is the unique ability of the devil witch. I don't know how to describe it, and the taste of original sin is actually related to the harvesting method. These It’s hard to explain clearly.”

Wendigo scratched her head, feeling a little ashamed. The opportunity to help her idol was clearly right in front of her, but she couldn't seem to seize it. This really made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter. It's hard to describe, so just practice it."

The Goblin King said eagerly.

"Um, but you are a dragon."

Wendigo was about to question, but was surprised to see a familiar aura emerging from the witch opposite.

That was the aura of my mother, the Demon King.

"Well, it's not like I can't be a demon witch when necessary."

The Nidaime Demon King said with a smile.

This is the world of witches, a world where magic is prosperous. To change races, you only need a little knowledge of transformation and a sufficient medium.

Zhai Wuhun is transforming