Otaku Witch-Chapter 450 : 388. This groundless competitive mentality

"Damn, is the soundproofing of this door really that good?"

The Fairy King was startled by the various screams coming from behind the door and couldn't help but pat her chest to soothe her heart, which had been caught off guard.

However, she adapted quickly; after all, as a Martial Soul, she was born for slaughter and battle. She inherited the battle-thirsty and bloodthirsty nature of her original form, the Dragon Witch. She was only startled because she was unprepared, but once she recovered, the screams even sounded somewhat pleasant to her ears.

After all, the character of Great Dragons is somewhat similar to that of cats. As apex predators, their hunting often isn't just for survival but also for pleasure. Many Great Dragons hunt even when they're not hungry, just to enjoy the despair of their prey as they scatter and flee, unable to escape from the dragon's jaws.

Many Great Dragons had turned the tables and were killed in a desperate comeback by their prey, due to their tendency to toy with their victims.

The Dragon Witch also had a bit of this tendency. Quite a few among them enjoyed toying with their prey and relishing in their wails.

"Hiss, such wonderful screams. It seems that those terrifying tales about the Torture Department are all true."

Home Martial Soul opened the main door, and after following Mother Superior in, she listened for a while and couldn't help but make such a remark.

If one were to rate these screams out of a hundred, those coming from the Judgment Court right now would probably score over eighty. This was a terrifying number, indicating that many of the detailed descriptions behind these screams could attract the attention of the Divine Beast of censorship.

Fortunately, the Torture Department had a sense of decorum. Instead of a direct view of a bloody torture scene upon entering, there was a clean and orderly corridor, with individual torture rooms akin to private booths lining both sides. The previous screams had emanated from these rooms.

Euphilia led the way with familiarity while Home Martial Soul hurried to keep up. However, as she passed the doors of each torture room, she couldn't resist her curiosity. She tiptoed slightly and peered into the small glass window on the door.

"Tch...."

But she saw nothing, as suddenly blood sprayed inside, covering the entire glass window in red, causing Home Martial Soul to immediately distance herself from the door.

Turtle Turtle, what on earth are they playing at? That's so much blood; it's freaking scary.

The Fairy King was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see such things. She hurriedly quickened her pace to catch up with Mother Superior, who had already walked a distance ahead.

Soon, the two passed through the corridor and reached an area that resembled a large rest hall.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll go say hello to the person in charge of the Torture Department."

Euphilia said to her daughter, then continued forward to knock on the door of an office within the hall.

The one in charge of the Torture Department belonged to the Devil King Faction and was of the same rank as her. Considering her daughter had just made big news, increasing the workload for her colleagues in the Torture Department, she felt it only proper to come and express her gratitude and concern.

Although the Dragon Queen used to detest this Demon Witch colleague the most—after all, the old predecessor's character was really quite peculiar, making her quite a sore sight—things were different now. She felt she might have a lot in common with this old predecessor.

"Come in."

As soon as she knocked, a very gentle voice came from behind the door, and then Euphilia pushed the door open and entered.

"Ah, it's you, Euphilia."

In the office, a witch with goat horns on her head and a black goat mask covering her face looked up at the guest entering the door and then relaxed.

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"Come in, come in, what are you doing standing at the door? Have a seat and try the snacks I just made."

When Euphilia closed the office door behind her, the Demon Witch, who had previously seemed very elegant and proper, immediately bent forward, her entire demeanor switching from dignified to kindly.

She gave off the aura of a grandmother fond of her younger relatives, radiating kindness as she happily dug out a bunch of various snacks and invited the Dragon Queen to partake.

Euphilia: "..."

The always majestic and authoritative Dragon Queen was indeed not used to being treated as a child, but there was no helping it. In the face of this great predecessor, she had to grin and bear it, despite her discomfort, because the other party was from an era even older than the history of the Yemengade Clan.

This was one of the ancient primeval witches, one of the companions who had fought alongside the God King in the battle for heaven and also had a special identity—she was the ancestor of the Lord Demon King.

Well, there was no helping it. Even though the true bearers of The Third King were the Mother of the World, there still had to be a witch mother as a surrogate, because they couldn't possibly have sprung from stones.

From a lineage perspective, the Lord Demon King was a blood descendant of the ancient Demon Witch right before Euphilia.

Generally, those ancient witches had long since retired from the world, preferring to research their path to Ascension to Godhood in some secluded place, rather than deal with trivial matters. However, this one was an exception; she was one of the few ancient witches who had remained active to this day.