Otaku Witch

The most delicious food is that which can fill the stomach and prevent hunger.

"I didn’t expect you to be of such character, Galahad. It’s quite different from your appearance, very surprising."

Dorothy patted her round belly, trying to speed up digestion, and remarked thoughtfully.

The heart of a cook mirrors the heart of a person, and Galahad’s intention to devour everything to fill her culinary heart is quite terrifying. It indeed doesn’t match her innocent childlike appearance.

"I am, after all, one of the original Knights of the Round Table."

The halfling witch on the opposite side was quite frank in response to the homebody witch’s remark.

"Dorothy, although I quite like your warm culinary heart, this world isn’t as beautiful as you imagine. It’s quite cruel. If you want to gain something, you naturally have to sacrifice something, and I’m not willing to be the one sacrificed again, nor will I allow everything I care about to become others’ resources. So, I’d rather strike first and become the one who reaps the benefits."

Galahad answered frankly.

This is her culinary heart, as well as the collective thought of the Round Table, and the theme of the grand expedition during the Dragon King Era.

They are not yet omniscient and omnipotent deities, so at least they should become the foremost beneath the gods.

Emora is ultimately just a dragon beast, not very intelligent, and doesn’t understand the complex human thoughts, so she is more accustomed to operating by the rules of beasts.

"Survival of the fittest, those who adapt survive. Since there must be an ultimate predator at the top of the food chain, why can’t that role be me?"

The Pure Knight extended a hand, then clenched it into a fist, adding.

Indeed, the world of beasts is simple, with only survival and reproduction.

To survive is to secure food, to hunt; only by capturing enough prey, by consuming enough food, and supplementing enough nutrients can a beast grow stronger, secure better territory, and, of course, ultimately reproduce better.

Reproduction...

The Dragon Heads truly don’t have many worldly desires, but...

Take it as it is, isn’t the recently revived sister the best outcome of this desire?

Whether as a result of reproduction or an object of it, it is a perfect ending in various senses.

This is the culmination of the Magic Power and nutrients they’ve accumulated for so long, creating the most perfect and comfortable Dragon’s nest, and making all preparations, ultimately summoning back the most precious miracle.

"Well, I assume you, Dorothy, won’t really agree with my philosophy. That’s alright, just walk your own path."

Galahad then lowered her head slightly, speaking with some disappointment.

The Dragon Heads know their path ultimately diverges from their sister’s, as they led the Witch Clan from being dragon slayers to becoming the new Evil Dragons.

Although they do not regret this decision, and would do the same again, since it is the only method they could think of to bring their sister back.

Yet, it indeed contradicts their sister’s initial ideals.

They do not seek to obtain their sister’s understanding or approval.

However, Dorothy shook her head.

"Who said I didn’t agree? Galahad, you’ve already worked hard, haven’t you? I’m not one to thanklessly eat and then curse. You’ve done well enough."

The homebody witch earnestly stated.

There are indeed many times she cannot stand the cruel rules of the Witch World; her beliefs and heart prevent her from endorsing such widespread invasions and plundering.

But by now, she isn’t that naive anymore. She realizes the essence of the Western Universe is exactly this cruel.

Only when one is well-fed can one know etiquette; only when one’s needs are met can one know honor and disgrace.

Although the Witch World seems strong nowadays, it is far from being able to slow its pace. The Third King, albeit mighty, each has its own flaws. Without the protection of the Third King, the Witch Clan would soon be divided among other covetous worlds.

Of course, that would be karma, as just like the Witch World once mercilessly devoured other worlds, being devoured by others isn’t something to complain about.

It is fair and aligns with the natural law of the strong preying on the weak.

However, Dorothy is a witch in this lifetime.

Your stance influences your thoughts.

The victims of other races can accuse the Third King’s ruthlessness, can curse the Witch World’s cruelty, but she herself isn’t qualified to say those things.

Besides, if one could choose, who would want to fight daily? But they live in this specially ruled Western Universe.

If possible, Dorothy doesn’t want to hurt anyone, but clearly, she doesn’t have that ability right now. In her past life’s first attempt, she was so ambitious and thought she was extraordinary, she naively believed that as a transmigrator protagonist, with her wisdom and effort, she could do whatever she desired, directly starts in a power fantasy, her fate isn’t controlled by the heavens.

And the result? Hehe...

Didn’t even walk out of the Novice Village before dropping dead.

Though that was because world bosses blocking the exit at the Novice Village were breaking rules, failure is still failure.

So this time around, she plans to be more grounded, no more juvenile fantasies.

Yes, if someone has to be hurt, Dorothy doesn’t wish for it to be her family.

She admits she is ultimately a selfish person.

After all, soon, she too is heading to the battlefield.

No matter how much she rationalizes, this cannot change the fact that she is about to become a wicked person.

She has already prepared herself for bloodstained hands.

Adam took her away from Mother Dragon to prevent her from embarking on this path.

Yet now, fate is such that she seems destined to walk the road she has been running from.

So, she grabbed Galahad’s hand, about to refine it...

Spit, spit, crossing channels.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

She sincerely thanked him.

...Homebody witch expressing gratitude...