Chapter 2325 - 1159: Fierce Battle of Offense and Defense (Part 2)

Chapter 2325: Chapter 1159: Fierce Battle of Offense and Defense (Part 2)

Dorothy quietly avoided direct eye contact with the other person, her face turning bright red.

She’s the epitome of someone who’s got big dreams but lacks the skills.

Well, whether it’s the real Denisha from the first round, or the Denisha from the Witch’s Night dreamscape, neither was this bold. Mainly because, even though Miss God King is already the number one in the Witch World, she still feels inexplicable self-doubt and guilt when facing the homebody witch, so they can’t be brave.

But Elsa had quite a wonderful childhood, and her talents and skills were evident from early on, making the Angel Girl proud and confident. She is convinced she is better than anyone else, so she is very brave.

This is a sunny, confident version of the perfect Denisha, and she doesn’t harbor any self-doubt or guilt; she only knows that if you like someone, you should express it loudly.

Well, I can only say it’s fortunate that Miss God King isn’t this brave. Otherwise, she might have quickly won over Dorothy in the first round.

The straightforward bravery, expressing love vocally as childhood sweethearts, is an unbeatable ultimate move.

In any case, the homebody witch kept her head down, focused on eating, not daring to look at the Angel Sister across from her.

Meanwhile, Elsa was wearing a victor’s smile as she looked at her shy little wife opposite her.

The girl’s blushing cheeks spoke louder than any words of love; a shy Dorothy was even cuter.

After the meal, Dorothy proactively took on the dishwashing task, although she couldn’t use convenient dishwashing magic to avoid being found out.

But fortunately, this is a world of advanced technology, where the smart mech maid Zero stepped up to help, both of them tidying up the dishes and then putting them in the dishwasher, leaving the rest to the machine.

"High tech is wonderful,"

Watching the dishwasher at work, Dorothy thought to herself.

Although her dishwashing magic is actually more convenient, magic, after all, isn’t something everyone can use. It requires high talent and comprehension, and in terms of accessibility, magic can’t compete with technological creations.

If magic is the miracle belonging to the Transcendents, then technology is the miracle that benefits the ordinary. There’s no real hierarchy between the two; eventually, they converge on the same path.

The homebody witch is genuinely interested in the technology of this Intelligent Mechanic Desolation.

"Dorothy, the water is ready, want to shower together?"

While the homebody witch was still dazedly watching the dishwasher at work, Elsa’s voice came from the bathroom nearby.

Dorothy: "???"

What, do what together?

The homebody witch turned her head full of question marks.

The Angel Girl poked her head out from the bathroom, looking mischievously at her partner blushing again.

"We’re already legally partners, aren’t we?"

Elsa smiled.

But she was actually just joking; after all, they only met today, even though they are indeed legal partners, there has to be a familiarity process.

So, seeing Dorothy blush again, she was satisfied and prepared to retract her head.

But when Dorothy saw the mischievous smile on the Angel Sister’s face, she felt a surge of annoyance.

Dammit, what’s with this mischievous Elsa? No way, if I keep being teased like this, will I really become the submissive one? I can’t bear this; I’m not going to be the one at the bottom!

The homebody witch knew if she didn’t act now, she might really be overwhelmed, so...

"Alright then, Elsa, wait for me; I’m coming."

She nodded and then walked towards the bathroom.

Hmph, who’s afraid of whom? Anyway, in the witch bathhouse, bathing together is perfectly normal; Dorothy had often taken baths with her sisters at the Witch’s Home. She’s no longer the embarrassed homebody who blushes while seeing a beautiful girl’s naked body.

The reason she was just surprised was because Elsa is the incarnation of a Good Sister, and bearing a Miss God King’s face is quite pressure-inducing.

But Dorothy calmed down after a second thought. After all, what’s wrong with Denisha? Bathing together with Denisha is nothing, they’ve bathed together many times before.

In the first round, they bathed together from a young age. After all, the medieval small church didn’t have the resources to heat bath water exclusively for everyone; Father Adam bathed directly in the village river.

Dorothy, however, didn’t dare to be that carefree, so she persuaded Emora to breathe fire to heat the bath water, and then bathed with Denisha. Occasionally, Emora would change into human form and join them, squeezing the wooden bath barrel full.

Hmph, so, she knows how many moles Denisha has on her body, of course, Denisha knows her just as well; there’s nothing to fear.

Thinking this through, the homebody witch became at ease.

Under Elsa’s stunned gaze, she walked into the bathroom more and more calmly and closed the door.

Afterward, voices could be heard from the bathroom, with Dorothy saying "Let me see," and Elsa responding with "Don’t come near!"

Hmm, the tide of attack and defense is different.

Anyhow, an hour later, Dorothy came out refreshed, wrapped in a towel, then went to the living room, opened the fridge, and took out a bottle of milk to gulp down.

A few minutes later, Elsa finally came out, her face flushed and legs slightly weak.

"Sister, do you want me to blow your wings?"

The homebody witch licked the milk stains on the side of her mouth with her tongue, smiling as she asked.

"No way!"

This startled the angel witch to grab the floating Angel’s Ring above her head and take it off, then the twelve wet wings on her back immediately turned into light particles and dissipated.

"Lights out, sleep."

Only the humanoid Elsa said, then swiftly flashed into a nearby room, and with a bang, she closed the door, followed by the sound of a lock clicking.

Dorothy: "....."

Laugh, so weak, what God King’s Avatar, under my acupoint massage technique, is knocked out.

Hmm, the reason she took so long in the wash was because she casually gave this angel sister, who dared to shout she wanted to help with back wiping, a massage; it’s a technique praised even by Dragon King’s Queen Guinevere.

"Hehe, sister, I haven’t even entered yet, aren’t we supposed to be lawful partners, shouldn’t we sleep in the same room?"

She giggled, knocking on the door as she spoke.

Now it’s her turn to pursue the victory.

But....

The door actually opened, and Elsa, already changed into a sheer silk nightgown, leaned against the door frame, arms folded across her chest, making the hint of fairness particularly noticeable.

"Are you sure?"

The angel girl again looked directly into the homebody witch’s eyes, asking this.

Dorothy: "...."

The homebody witch stayed silent for a moment.

"Good night."

She ultimately caved, shamefully turning around to the next room, not daring to look back at all.

Her inspiration told her that now, if she turned back, she might lose something very important.

Uh-huh, knowing when to stop is enough, it’s not wimping out, it’s called strategic retreat.

After all, she still had tasks to do tonight and couldn’t indulge in the trivial matters of playing house.

Bang....

And as the homebody witch also closed her door, Elsa at the door sighed in relief, but at the same time felt a bit sorry, then she also closed her door.

Of course, neither of them noticed that outside the Mechanical Wilderness, a powerful will like deities quietly receded, and void returned to silence.

A certain Miss God King, unwilling to reveal her name, was so anxious she almost descended.

"I hid humanity secretly in this world, was it right or wrong, it was originally just to guard against those two sneaky guys, but how does it seem like humanity itself is slipping away now."

Such slightly confused murmurs vaguely echoed in the void.

The great existence feeling inferior and guilty was also surprised by its super-courageous humanity.

Of course, in the villa, although the wife and wife had said goodnight and sleep, actually...

"Zero, start, begin to search basic information of this world."

Dorothy opened the spellbook, starting information retrieval, while she walked to the full-length mirror in the room, soon the mirror reflected a black-and-white sheep-eyed beautiful girl’s figure.

And in the next room.

"Intelligent Machinery Armed 01— Icarus, activate."

The angel girl lay on the bed, closed her eyes, but the Angel Halo she had just taken off disappeared from the spot, and then, in a private intelligent machinery laboratory on the other side of the city, in a standing sleep cabin, the cool war angel opened her emerald eyes.

The magnificent Angel Halo floated above her head, seemingly crowning her, and as the girl stepped out of the sleep cabin, her pink long hair braided into two thin pigtails fluttered, like flames, brilliantly stretching twelve scorching red wings behind her.

...Wife and wife in action...