Chapter 500: Chapter 344: The Witch Classmate Who Frequently Mutters Complaints in Ghostly Whisper and Acts Silly_3

Or is it contamination? A parasite? Or some Evil Ghosts tied to countless people’s lives, so he had no choice but to kill everyone those Evil Ghosts had kidnapped in order to kill them?

This Little Witch had already started making excuses and explanations for the tens of billions of heads hanging over Xue Dili’s name.

No matter how she looked at it, Xue Dili didn’t seem like the kind of dimensional Demon God who could slaughter tens of billions of people; instead, he looked more like someone who didn’t have much emotion, but valued their lives more than anything else...

A Mortal World body?

She looked at Da Gu, who had crashed again, then looked over at Xue Dili.

"What’s wrong?" Xue Dili asked.

"Sacrificing the few to save the many?" She tried asking back, seeing if she could trick out some information.

"I’ll save everyone. If I fail, that only proves I wasn’t capable enough." Xue Dili denied her words.

The Little Witch kept frowning. She still couldn’t picture how those tens of billions of heads came to be, but suddenly, she froze for a second, then slapped herself hard.

Susu, oh Susu, why did you let yourself get fooled by a good-looking dimensional Demon God again?

This has to be an act, to lower your guard. And even if you’re trying to "route" this dimensional Demon God, you’re supposed to be the one taking the lead, Susu. Don’t let a pretty dimensional Demon God drag you around by the nose!

Demon Kings these days are the worst, always pretending to be pitiful to trick girls like you. Don’t get duped by his sob-story redemption script.

She smacked her cheeks hard, making both sides of her face flush red.

Xue Dili had no idea what kind of fit this little girl was having, smacking herself every few minutes like some kind of idiot.

Doesn’t it hurt to slap yourself in the face like that?

Xue Dili was a bit speechless. That originally cute face was getting beaten puffy like baby fat.

He felt like his own Little Dragon Lady might turn out just like this when she gets older. Imagining that future, Xue Dili actually felt a faint pang in his heart.

Wait, looks like he was having a bit of emotion again.

Xue Dili quietly felt out that wave of emotion, once more picturing what he’d do if his Little Dragon Lady was still this dumb at eighteen. It actually hurt a little to think about.

"Keep watching. I’m going to spend some time with my family," Xue Dili said.

He was planning to leave after lunch and go check out that world crawling with Evil Ghosts.

He had no intention of telling this dumb Witch, in case she had another one of her episodes and started crying, throwing a tantrum, and threatening to hang herself, or puffing up like a stressed-out kitten trying to hiss.

...

When he came into the living room, what surprised Xue Dili was that the one manning the stove right now wasn’t his aunt, but Fafnir, who was standing on a stool.

With her height, she had to stand on a stool to flip the wok. From the looks of it, she had just tossed in the soybeans, and the scorching hot oil was frying them until they gave off a fragrant smell.

Seeing the little girl’s face, all scrunched up like she was charging into battle, Xue Dili decided not to disturb her; if he distracted her now, she might accidentally flip the whole wok onto the floor.

At the same time he went to check on the Little Dragon Lady, and found her wearing a little dinosaur onesie, lying on the sofa like she was contemplating life. As for her younger sister, the Little Flower Fairy, she was still in her flowerpot, only her head sticking out to sunbathe, her face showing an expression like (´⌯̫⌯`).

"What’s wrong? Isn’t it fun anymore? You’re not even practicing your instruments?" Xue Dili still remembered how much the Little Dragon Lady loved instruments. Back when their little Zhu Luo Ji squad performed at the opening of that farm in the Silver Country, they had even gone on stage and played a song from the Otherworld.

"Siam and Bai Ya aren’t here anymore. We lost our pianist and violinist. I wanted my sister to learn the piano, but she’s way too lazy, all she ever does is sleep and sunbathe..." The Little Dragon Lady started explaining to Xue Dili.

Xue Dili looked over at the Little Flower Fairy again.

/(´⌯̫⌯`),

Out like a light. Figures, for a plant, daytime is when sleep feels best, especially with this perfectly mild sun.

"Dad, what’s up with you lately? Are you unhappy?" The Little Dragon Lady got up. Her thick dinosaur onesie swished as she moved, and every step on the floor made a squeaky, creaky sound.

"It’s nothing, nothing. Dad’s fine." Xue Dili answered, using Cursed Blood to control the muscles in his face and head, putting on a kindly smile.

"But Sis says you haven’t really smiled at all lately, it’s all fake smiles." The Little Dragon Lady’s words made Xue Dili’s smile freeze in an instant.

He silently pulled back the Cursed Blood from all his facial muscles and stared blankly at his daughter.

"You both noticed..."

"I kind of noticed too. Dad, you didn’t smile like that before."

"How did I smile before?" Xue Dili was stunned. He was confident his control over the Cursed Blood’s precision was probably even higher than the Great Sage’s. He could perfectly control any muscle in his body; his smile should have been exactly the same as before.

"It’s just... a feeling, you know? Back then, when you smiled, it felt really warm. But now, that feeling’s gone..." The Little Dragon Lady looked at Xue Dili’s blank face and, for some reason, suddenly felt really nervous.

"A feeling, huh..." Xue Dili fell silent.

He didn’t know if it was because his two daughters could sense other people’s emotions, but right now, his own emotions really were very thin. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Dad, maybe you should find a mom. You find me a mom, let her take care of you. Maybe you’ll get better..." The Little Dragon Lady went on, fidgeting.

Xue Dili: "..."

This didn’t sound like something this silly kid would come up with. Xue Dili directly asked, "Who taught you to say that?"