Otaku Witch-Chapter 1850 - 953: The Living Ancestor

Capítulo 1850: Chapter 953: The Living Ancestor

“Senior Sister, I think you might really need to train a bit and increase your strength. It’s making me feel very insecure.”

Dorothy looked at the strange witch coiled around her, and surprisingly, she didn’t panic or scream. Instead, she calmly raised her head, glanced at Hat Senior Sister above her, and spoke seriously.

Luckily, senior Fanny was still online this time and wasn’t disconnected.

“I think this isn’t my problem, but yours, Dorothy. Don’t you find it odd that you, a little witch with only 200,000 Mana Magic Power, often encounter such exceptional figures?”

Hat Senior Sister was a bit exhausted, her tentacles drooping. These repeated encounters with powerful figures she couldn’t resist were starting to crush the confidence of the poor future Fourth Princess.

However, when the Eyes of the Stars under the brim scanned the face of the strange witch who had somehow appeared near her Master, she blinked as if to confirm she hadn’t mistaken her identity.

Once she was sure she hadn’t misidentified the person, the tentacles under the brim instinctively hugged her Master’s face.

“Momma! Dorothy, that’s a real ancestral elder you’ve encountered.”

Although senior Fanny was also seeing this powerful figure in person for the first time, she had seen portraits or photos before, so she was able to recognize this laid-back stranger’s identity.

Turtle, this truly was a grand entrance.

This time, she wasn’t taking the blame. If it were just another ordinary Flame Demon Sage like last time and she hadn’t noticed, then fine. But with today’s encounter, it’s definitely not about skill level.

Even if that cocky little Flame Demon Sage were here, it wouldn’t make much difference. Encountering this figure is almost the same as facing the Three Kings Teacher—completely powerless.

“What the—Senior Sister, you have ancestors?” 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Dorothy was shocked upon hearing Senior Sister’s words.

Wasn’t the King of Destiny supposed to have only one Mother of the World? Where’s the ancestor coming from?

Oh, Senior Sister did have Doris as a sister, so could it be a circus ancestor?

Homebody Witch still checked senior Fanny’s lineage up to eighteen generations, but Hat Senior Sister had already exasperatedly tightened her tentacles around her neck and chin.

“What nonsense are you thinking about? It’s not my ancestor; it’s your family’s ancestral elder.”

Senior Fanny explained, quite speechless.

Dorothy: “…..”

Homebody Witch fell silent.

She withdrew her gaze from Hat Senior Sister, looked down, and met the eyes of the ancestral elder still sniffing around on her.

Hmm, at first glance, this so-called ancestral elder was indeed quite good-looking, comparable to Audrey’s supreme beauty.

If such beauty wasn’t innate like the Little Fox, then it could only mean one thing: the witch’s level of Evolution Magic must be very high, with her body nearing perfection.

This was truly the appearance of a master.

Just, this master seemed a bit lazy.

Despite being a beauty capable of Dropping Fish and Geese, the aura of this twenty-something mature lady was overly lazy, enough to make anyone yawn just by looking at her.

The Mage’s Robe on her was crooked, her long black hair messily scattered behind her, and her peach blossom eyes similar to Dorothy’s were half-open, akin to having just woken up, resembling dead fish eyes.

Moreover, it wasn’t just her eyes; there was also a Dragon Horn Crown among the tangled hair atop her head, and a slender black dragon tail fell to the ground, its tip fidgeting restlessly.

Dorothy glanced down at her tail and noticed that her once proud Nine-Tailed had enthusiastically gone over to strike up a conversation.

And the mature lady’s tail didn’t refuse, so the similar dragon tails were now happily intertwined.

Nice, stick together.

Homebody Witch: “…..”

Momma, could she really be my family’s ancestral elder?

Dorothy blinked, still trying to process.

First, she ruled out the Dragon King from the ancestor list, then…

Forget it, she decided to ask directly.

“Sister, who are you?”

The lazy mature lady responded quite straightforwardly.

“Yemengade.”

The languid mature voice answered.

Dorothy: “…..”

What to do, she suddenly felt her knees go weak.

She was just preparing to recognize her roots and had already run into the ancestral elder at the door. What to do, should she kneel for her elder right here?

Waiting online, pretty urgent.

Homebody Witch involuntarily turned her gaze to the Pure White Witch who first noticed the existence of this ancestral elder.

“Sophia, help!”

Her eyes conveyed that message.

Unfortunately, Pure White Witch wasn’t deaf; she also heard the lazy mature lady’s introduction.