House Witch

"Tsk, I haven't had a dream for a long time, and it's still a fairy tale-style dream. It's interesting."

The next day, when the early morning sunlight shone on the bed through the window, Dorothy opened her eyes in a daze and woke up from her dream.

The memory belonging to the dream was passing quickly, and it seemed that it would disappear in an instant and could no longer be remembered. However, the otaku witch quickly threw it into the memory palace and then looked at it.

"It's quite cured?"

She commented like this.

The lonely giant of light gets his last companionship, and the heartless clay doll gets its heart from the giant's blood. This seems to be a story of mutual redemption.

"But I don't like tragedy."

Dorothy curled her lips and then stopped paying attention to this somewhat strange dream.

Well, it was a nice dream, but don’t have it next time.

She then ruthlessly broke away from her beloved concubine's embrace and got off the bed.

First, she opened the window and took a breath of fresh morning air. The charming fragrance of flowers in the air made her feel refreshed.

It was indeed worthwhile to renovate the garden yesterday.

The house witch thought so, then she snapped her fingers, completed the washing work under the service of the witch's living magic, and walked out of the room.

Alas, it's time to prepare breakfast.

Although this is not her own home, but Fenrir's house, the rough lifestyle of the Dog Watcher Witch shows that this guy is probably not the kind of person who can cook, so don't expect food to come to your mouth. It's better to do it yourself. It's time to have enough food and clothing.

As for Artie

Forget it, the Demon King knows everything except cooking.

Dorothy wandered into the yard. She had put the kitchen outdoors when she was renovating it yesterday. This was her personal hobby. After all, cooking in the garden was more pleasant than looking at the boring indoors.

The only troublesome thing is that Fenrir doesn't seem to have any ingredients stocked at home.

Alas, witches are the ultimate creatures that can live without eating or drinking, relying only on magic power. Although the average witch family may have entertainment activities such as three meals a day, Miss Dogman Witch, as a single dog, seems to have no So sentimental.

This troubled Dorothy. She was about to take a walk nearby to see if there was a vegetable market or something to bring back some ingredients, but as soon as she opened the door, her eyes turned to her neighbor's house not far away.

Yesterday Fenrir seemed to say that was where Adam lived.

And Adam was a mortal, and mortals must eat, which meant that his family was destined to have a surplus of food.

Dorothy clenched her fist and tapped her palm, and then she stopped thinking about the vegetable market. She ran to Adam's villa and knocked on the door.

Open the door, Lao Deng, and borrow some ingredients.

She thought so.

The courtyard door opened quickly. Mr. Brave was originally a little confused about who was looking for him so early in the morning, but when he saw Dorothy, he immediately showed an old father's smile.

He just wanted to see what was going on with his daughter from the future, and then he saw his daughter smiling like an angel.

"Dad, have you eaten?"

Dorothy asked.

"Forehead"

A series of question marks popped up above Adam's head. He didn't know what his daughter wanted to do, but he still shook his head honestly.

"Aren't you ready to cook yet? I usually cook after I finish my morning exercise."

The life of a single old man is so simple, free and regular.

"Then you practice first, and I'll help you cook."

Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. Her deduction was indeed correct, and her father did have enough food at home.

But Adam, who was completely unaware of his daughter's idea of ​​eating and drinking, was stunned for a moment, and then an indescribable feeling emerged in his heart.

Ah, is this what it feels like to have a daughter? She actually wanted to cook for me!

The old father was already moved to tears by the thoughtfulness of this little cotton-padded jacket.

Even at this moment, he felt that his life had reached a climax, and he really had no regrets in this life.

"good"

He nodded with uncontrollable joy in his tone, and then led his daughter into the courtyard.

After Dorothy entered the door, she curiously looked at the old father's residence.

Well, it has a layout similar to that of Fenrir's house next door, but compared to the dog-man-witch's kennel, Adam's yard is much more particular.

Although it is impossible to compare with the garden transformed by professionals like Dorothy, among ordinary people's skills, this can already be regarded as a master's work.

There is no way, after all, the witch's garden is regarded as God's Eden in the eyes of mortals, and everything in it is regarded as a miracle. Just the fact that flowers in different seasons can bloom at the same time is enough to make mortals bald.

Moreover, to be honest, from the practical point of view of ordinary people, the Witch's Garden is actually a bit too flashy. Many places may be designed for the sake of design and not practical enough, such as Dorothy's outdoor kitchen.

The kitchen is outside, what to do when it's windy and rainy? Inconvenient and easy to get dirty.

But these inapplicability in the eyes of humans is actually nothing to the witches. After all, it can be done with a single magic.

This is the difference caused by race and strength. This difference seems invisible, but it actually exists in all aspects.

Adam's courtyard is like this. Although it is considered exquisite, if you look closely, you can see a lot of compromises made for practicality. But how should I put it, if you have a higher emotional intelligence, this can also be called life-oriented.

For example, Mr. Brave did not plant all ornamental plants in the yard. He set aside an area to open up a field, where some vegetables, fruits and other things are growing quite well.

Another example is that the garden fish pond is not ornamental fish, but fat and strong edible fish.

There are some other breeding areas next to the fish pond.

Upon seeing this, the otaku witch's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she was so moved that tears almost fell from the corners of her mouth.

Great, it’s a truly natural farmhouse.

Adam, who was completely unaware that a thief had broken into his home, naturally did not know the seriousness of the problem. He happily pointed to his vegetable garden and said.

"You can do it yourself. Do you need my help?"

"No, no, I can do it by myself. Dad, you can go do your morning exercises."

The otaku witch who was already ready to take action now became a little shy. After all, although she did have some impure motives, her old father's joyful eyes made her feel a little guilty.

Adam did not doubt that he was there, so he actually ran to the small training ground nearby to prepare for sword practice. However, just after he swung the sword, the wailing of the otaku witch came from the side.

"Help, the food has hit someone."

Mr. Brave was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw his daughter running around the courtyard being chased by a group of chickens, ducks and fish.

Then he remembered the fact that his daughter was still a weak witch.

No, usually no one would come in his small yard, so he had forgotten how dangerous his vegetable garden was to others.

He quickly stepped forward to rescue his daughter, but after taking a few steps, he stopped and watched with interest as his daughter fought bravely against the ingredients.

Well, this daughter seems to be not as weak as she thought, she seems to have something.

Although the wailing was powerful, the attack was really quick and accurate.

On the other side, Dorothy, who was running desperately, felt like ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping in her heart.

"I'm so stupid, really. I already know that daddy is a real big shot, whose strength is comparable to the top. So why do I have the illusion that the big boss's vegetable garden is something that a novice like me can covet?"

Oh my God, she originally just wanted to catch a chicken in the chicken coop, but how could she have imagined that as soon as she opened the door of the chicken coop, what came to her face was his Meow's Dragon Power Bodyguard.

And looking at the big rooster in the chicken coop with brightly colored fur and a crown of flames on its head, it looked like a Yutyrannosaurus, and she felt numb.

Fuck, a brutal monster with a magic power of 50w, mana, dad, do you call this thing a chicken?

Seeing that she was about to take a shot of dragon's breath if she didn't run away, the house witch was so frightened that she didn't even close the chicken coop door and was ready to run away.

Then he accidentally ran into the vegetable garden.

Well, the vegetable garden is just a vegetable garden in a garden after all. It is not big, only about five or six meters long and wide.

But as soon as Dorothy entered the area, she shrank to the size of an ant. Looking up, all she could see was a giant vegetable forest and...

Well, the chicken that escaped from the chicken coop came after me.

Dorothy is as big as an ant now, but Kun is still a normal size, bigger than the giant vegetables around her.

No, to be precise, it's not that the otaku witch has become smaller. She is actually still of normal size, but what she sees now is the true appearance of the vegetable garden.

These vegetables exuding amazing magic power and the hybrid earth dragon should have been of this size.

I have a biological father.

Seeing that even those green vegetables began to stretch out vines to hunt her own, what else could Dorothy say? She could only shout for help while running as fast as life and death.

She just wanted to pick some ingredients, why was it so exciting?

And her screams once again attracted the attention of the "chicken" brother who looked like a Yutyrannosaurus, and immediately the bird's beak full of sharp fangs pecked her way.

Just like that, the chase between one person and one chicken began, and then during the chase, some other ingredients also followed.

For example, the "edible fish" in the fish pond that the otaku witch was very greedy for before were really fat and strong ichthyosaurs.

Seeing that the team chasing her was getting bigger and bigger, Dorothy really started to panic. She didn't expect that the most dangerous thing she would encounter when she was so old was her father's vegetable garden. Her mood was also complicated. Very.

She could only shout to her father for help while escaping from being chased by various "ingredients".

However, she shouted for a long time, but did not see her father's rescue. Dorothy looked up in confusion, and then saw the towering giant squatting at the door of the vegetable garden, staring at the sun and moon. His eyes watched her running with curiosity.

Damn, Adam, you are really my biological father.

The otaku witch begins to doubt whether she is really her biological child

Well, it certainly doesn’t seem to be the case in this life.

That's okay.

But seeing that her father really didn't seem to be ready to help, Dorothy suddenly stopped howling.

"Oh, I still have to do it myself."

She stopped and looked directly at the chasing ingredients.

"Dad, if you don't take action, don't regret it later. I'm afraid I will destroy your vegetable garden."

Dorothy gave a final warning.

"It's okay. Eat something good in the next two days at most."

Adam's thunderous voice came from the sky.

Mr. Brave is really curious about this daughter's abilities.

Although the food he raised in his vegetable garden was indeed some harmless reserve grains, after all, they were all high-quality ingredients that he had collected bit by bit from all over the world over the years.

It seems that it is quite difficult for ordinary people to deal with it, otherwise he would not need to set up this vegetable garden seal.

Originally, he was really worried that his daughter would not be bullied by these ingredients, but when he looked carefully, he found that this girl was howling louder, but she was actually handling it very calmly.

It was a terrifying thing with one bite, then a chicken dragon with a punch, and a fish dragon with a kick. There was no danger at all.

This made him a little curious about where his daughter's limits were.

"Tsk, since you said that, I won't be polite."

Dorothy also sighed, and then stamped her feet.

"Break it, Jing Hua Shui Yue."

As a result, a huge magic circle turned into a bright moon and rose from the entire vegetable garden. Adam outside the vegetable garden was also stunned, and then smiled.

"You girl are really ready to cook my vegetable garden in one pot."

The trajectory of this magic circle is clearly the trajectory that the house witch used to run away just now.

"Then, come to the pot yourself."

As for Dorothy, looking at the chickens, ducks and fish whose eyes suddenly became hollow, tears continued to flow from the corner of her mouth for the rest of her life.

Artie was woken up by a charming aroma.

"Wow, the grilled dragon wings are delicious."

Miss Demon King thought she was dreaming, but she sniffed and found that the delicious food seemed a little too real, as if it was coming from the yard, and she immediately opened her eyes.

Quickly opening the window, Atty glanced at the courtyard downstairs, and then he was almost blinded by the golden light on the dining table downstairs.

Wow, a table of golden legends.

"Wake up. When you wake up, wash up quickly and get ready for dinner."

Dorothy, who was wearing her beloved pink bunny apron, looked at the little head sticking out from upstairs and said hello.

This quite normal scene made Atty stunned.

At this moment, she really felt like she was in a dream.

However, she quickly regained her composure and smiled sweetly.

"I know, I'll come down right away, teacher."

And Artie could be awakened by the scent, let alone Miss Dogman Witch. Fenrir rushed out of the room smelling the smell.

However, Miss Hungry Dog was stunned by the figure who was already sitting at the dinner table and reading the newspaper.

"Mr. Adam?"

"Well, I'm sorry for bothering you, Fenrir."

Mr. Brave said hello, then looked down at the table of dishes in front of him, and his throat moved.

He really didn't mourn for a moment because he ruined the vegetable garden. After all, after seeing his daughter's craftsmanship, he had decided to go back later and pull out all the useless flowers and plants and turn them into a vegetable garden. alright.

Witch's Breakfast. (End of Chapter)