Ask, under the starry sky there was a beauty, her black hair like eternal night, bright eyes sparkling like stars, her powerful magic made the world tremble, her supreme beauty made all creatures submit, who was this beauty? "That's right, it's me, the Witch King, Dorothy!" ps: The original title is "Armed Witch." This is a slow-burn story, not for those who dislike a slow pace. Not for those who dislike a slow pace! Not for those who dislike a slow pace!
Dorothy scratched her head embarrassingly, assuming her mother's words were a compliment.
"Man, what's with the Fairy King today? Why is he so eloquent all of a sudden?"
Seeing herself becoming so slick and smooth-talking, Dorothy's consciousness had some difficulty adjusting.
"Don't worry, Mother Superior, you're getting on in years, and it's time for you to rest. You needn't worry about my future wife anymore. Leave it to me, I assure you I'll keep a very close eye on Sophia,"
the Home Martial Soul went on to say. This made Dorothy breathe a sigh of relief.
Yes, that's more like it.
The aged Dragon Queen: "???"
Who's aged? She was barely over a hundred years old, which by the standards of a witch, meant she was still in her youthful days. Who are you calling old? Looks like this impudent girl is asking for a spanking.