Chapter 2358 - 1173: Only I Truly Care for Jiejie

Chapter 2358: Chapter 1173: Only I Truly Care for Jiejie

Loki seemed a bit embarrassed as she spoke.

Of course, this was a lie.

This mechanical flower was actually something she put together yesterday, and was meant as a special gift for her teacher.

Dorothy initially wasn’t planning to accept any gifts because she knew that Loki had quite a tough life. She lost her parents at a young age, and her only surviving grandfather was severely injured and retired. Despite being able to apply for anything in the Mechanical Wilderness, Dorothy felt it was too troublesome to ask this poor child for anything.

But when she saw the gift was just a mechanical flower, she breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully scanned it several times with her spiritual power to ensure it wasn’t some divine artifact hidden in secrecy. Only then did she reach out to accept it.

"Thank you, Loki, I really like it."

She sincerely smiled and thanked the little Lolita.

"Mm-hmm, as long as you like it, sis."

Getting the thanks from her teacher, Loki was also smiling happily and contentedly.

Then, she glanced at Bahamut nearby, curious about how this Dragon King incarnation would react.

And, true enough, Bahamut seemed a bit uneasy, since she was certain that her master’s birthday wasn’t today but on November 11th.

But that’s not a big deal; when it comes to gifts, she thought for a moment...

Yes, got it.

Miss Shipgirl lowered her head in thought, then took out a huge egg from her pocket.

"Since it’s a birthday, how could there not be a birthday cake? I know a little about dessert-making, may I borrow the kitchen for a bit?"

She said this.

Dorothy: "..."

Wait a minute, what did you just pull out? That aura, that dragon’s might, this is definitely a dragon egg, and not just any sub-dragon but a true dragon?

The Homebody Witch’s eyes widened instantly; this is top-tier ingredient, even in Witch World, it’s a rarity, and generally, people wouldn’t have the heart to eat it. After all, hatching it to have a little pet dragon is more cost-effective.

Though dragon eggs don’t have a very high hatch rate; typically, a dragon nest might have seven or eight eggs, but in the end, successfully hatching two or three would be considered high yield, and there’s a significant chance of low-functioning offspring, namely, dim-witted dragon beasts not inheriting the Dragon Bloodline Inheritance.

"Miss Bahamut, this gift is too precious, I can’t accept it."

She was just about to decline when she saw Miss Shipgirl looking straight at her.

"Lady Dorothy, are you really not willing to eat even a single meal cooked by me?"

Bahamut asked thus.

If outsiders heard this, they might think Miss Shipgirl was threatening Dorothy or something, but for the Homebody Witch, it was another meaning.

In the past, you called me wife, but now you call me Miss Bahamut, feelings have faded, huh?

Dorothy: "..."

The Homebody Witch immediately clammed up; the words that were right on the tip of her tongue couldn’t be uttered anymore, a tremendous sense of guilt utterly blocked her refusal.

What else could she say in response? She could only accept.

"Alright, then, please do."

However, as soon as she agreed, she noticed Elsa’s sharp look from the kitchen.

Angel Sister isn’t a fool; on the contrary, she’s very smart, so if she couldn’t see the awkward relationship between Dorothy and Bahamut, she might as well donate her eyes to someone in need.

But Elsa is a good woman; she wouldn’t embarrass her partner in front of strangers, so she held back from asking questions directly.

Yet, even just that sharp look had Dorothy sweating profusely.

Goodness, even Multitasking couldn’t handle this kind of situation, save me, someone save me.

And just when things couldn’t get worse, Loki next to them ’innocently’ spoke.

"Eh, Sister Bahamut, are you cooking too? But today is Sister Elsa’s chance to shine; won’t Sister Bahamut’s actions make Sister Elsa mad? Actually, I know a little about culinary arts, just wanted to showcase, but afraid of causing trouble."

The little Lolita looked at Dorothy, exuding an ’only I worry for Sis’ aura.

Dorothy: "....."

No, seriously, thank you for your concern, I see you mischievous kid aim to end me right here.

The Homebody Witch was stunned, realizing that Elsa, who was trying hard to keep her temper, was now watching Bahamut, and Miss Shipgirl wasn’t backing down either. The two were glaring at each other, and Dorothy distinctly saw sparks and flames bursting forth.

Good grief, might as well kill me.

At that moment, Dorothy hung her head, wanting to die.

"Hahaha, what’s up, my dear Lady, did you really mess up, getting caught and sent to the basement?"

Just then, Sophia’s teasing voice reached her ears.

This was, unsurprisingly, the matter within the virtual space.

Since earlier, she was halfway through boasting and then suddenly stopped talking, even the usually smooth Culinary Magic she practiced as second nature stiffened and stalled for a second or two. This abnormality naturally didn’t escape the Angel Witch’s notice.

The Pure White Witch saw through everything.

"Need me to save you now?"

Sophia asked with a laugh while covering her mouth.

Nearby, other sisters shot curious glances at the two, wondering what they were discussing.

They’ve heard of "World of Warships," after all, it’s a well-known game, often seen advertised on the Magic Network. But most of the sisters weren’t into gaming, so none had played before, thus were unaware of who Bahamut was, let alone how a Magic Network game became reality, making Dorothy so anxious.

Only Asa Vanni across seemed to vaguely guess at something, emotions mixed.

No way, did I miss something again? Damn it, I didn’t disconnect this time, but I’m still excluded?

Uh, wait a minute, currently The Faceless Chaos and Dorothy are unified, which means I’m sorta present.

The Future Fourth Princess could only comfort herself this way.

But Dorothy now couldn’t explain, nor could it be explained. She couldn’t tell her sisters that she’s multitasking: celebrating New Year’s with them while having another family outside, and that her rightful wife and ex-wife from a game were about to clash.

Wow, that’s so scummy; I feel filled with deep guilt just hearing it.

Ugh, kill me.

She shot an exasperated glance at the snickering Housekeeper.

"How will you save me? Now Bahamut and my sister’s incarnation are at odds, what can you do? If you can save me, I’ll admit Lady Sophia is truly divine."

Because her sisters were around, Dorothy avoided using Denisha’s name directly, referring to her only as sister. However, the Pure White Witch, as God King Holy Child, understood instantly, and her eyes squinted in response.

Aha, so Mother Superior is involved too.

So Sophia thought to herself.

Yet, what difference does it make?

"My dear Lady, remember your words."

She was entirely unfazed by the Divine King’s prestige, and instead recorded Dorothy’s earlier promise, then leaned closer to whisper a few words in the Homebody Witch’s ear.

Such and so, thus and thus.

Initially dismissive, Dorothy upon hearing became serious, then examined every word, and finally showed admiration.

"Mr. Sophia is a genius, I respect you as the strongest."

The Homebody Witch cupped her hands and sincerely bowed in thanks for the guidance.

"Hehe, I’ve always said, dear Lady, I’m always by your side."

The Pure White Witch was modestly smiling ear to ear as she spoke.

Dorothy: "....."

Sniffle, my Housekeeper, turns out you’re the only one who truly cares for me.

The Homebody Witch was deeply moved.

Then, her consciousness returned to reality.

Fairy King, activate, let them know who truly is the master of this house.

...Fairy King activating...