Otaku Witch

But regardless of how Dorothy thinks, the Witch King’s decision is not something she, as a little witch, can influence, so she can only resign herself to her fate, exchange glances with her sisters, and then board the massive flagship with Nidhogg.

Hmm, if you don’t count the not-yet-fully-awakened Quasi-Legendary Golden Princess Ship, this was indeed Dorothy’s first time boarding a Legendary Battleship in reality, which made her a bit excited.

"Hehe, I wonder if I’ll get a chance to meet a real living Warship Girl later,"

The homebody witch was anticipating this in her heart.

The spirituality of the Golden Princess Ship hadn’t grown to the extent of manifesting a Warship Girl image, which disappointed her a little, but even if it did manifest, it would certainly be a little Lolita.

After all, the Spiritual Body also needs to grow, it won’t emerge fully as a mature Big Sister right away.

Moreover, the image of the Warship Girls can be influenced by the warship owner; previously, Dorothy’s flagship in "World of Warships," Bahamut Ship’s Warship Girl, resembled her somewhat, similar to the puppet body Zero currently uses.

Alas, there’s no choice; even a Spiritual Body from a Fantasy Species can’t perfectly restore her Face of God’s beauty.

So, unsurprisingly, when the Warship Girl of the Golden Princess emerges, she should look much like Senior Mia did in her childhood.

However, thinking about Senior Mia’s tall and voluptuous figure, Dorothy finds it a bit hard to imagine her childhood Lolita form, which ignites another expectation.

Thus, amidst the cheers and attentions of countless spectators in the Arena, the fleet weighed anchor, set sail, and embarked on a journey around the world.

And onboard the Itra, at last, Dorothy was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Because as soon as the Dragon King boarded the ship, they seemed to receive some news and then parted from them, although they were allowed to freely move around the battleship.

After all, as Witch King, it’s normal they are busy, the homebody witch did not think much of it, rather she was quite happy, since being near such a big shot was really stressful.

In fact, she only felt at ease with the Good Sister, even now Artie made her tense, although nominally they were her apprentice, it had been thousands of years, how could an apprentice still be considered one, now the rebellious disciple is the stronger one, leaving her, the teacher, helpless in front of them.

But shortly after the Dragon King left, a sizzling figure in a royal outfit appeared before everyone, and astonishingly bore almost the exact same beautiful visage as the Dragon King.

"Greetings everyone, I am Morgan Itra, welcome to your visit. Your Excellency ordered me to be your guide, do you wish to take a good tour of me?"

This long-haired, noble-spirited, akin to a princess, beautiful Big Sister slightly bowed her head, performed a graceful skirt-lifting curtsy to everyone, and spoke thus.

Except her words were somewhat hard to understand, what does she mean by touring her, how was she supposed to be toured?

Question marks appeared all over Dorothy’s head.

She then moved her gaze down the Big Sister’s body.

Hmm, it was not her doing it deliberately, merely that this Morgan Big Sister’s chest-high dress was truly outstanding, and as is commonly known, the greater the quality, the greater the gravity, so it’s normal her sight was drawn.

My goodness, she thought Senior Mia was already unbeatable under the heavens, but now it appears the Senior is still just a young girl, she still has room to grow.

Now it really couldn’t be helped but to take a good tour.

Ahem, I mean touring the battleship.

The homebody witch had also realized, remembering that this super Big Sister should be the Warship Girl she had longed for, as she bore the surname of Itra.

The naming rules for Warship Girls typically use the warship name as the surname followed by the True Name, there’s no help in it, in the magic world, True Names are inconvenient to disclose, whether Spiritual Body creatures or not must follow this rule, warship names are widely known, but True Names are usually known only by the warship owner.

Hooray, Warship Girls are indeed fantastic, anyway by the standards of some Warship Girl games Dorothy played in her past life, Miss Morgan’s size at a glance was a qualified high-intensity Warship Girl.

Hmm, this firepower and such at a glance was amazing.

"Sure, sure, Lord Morgan, then please guide us,"

Dorothy reluctantly shook off the gravitational pull, then eagerly nodded, speaking thus.

Although this Miss Morgan was nearly identical appearance-wise to Dragon King, in front of Dragon King she was meek and timid, before the Warship Girl She couldn’t wait.

Hehehe...

Warship Girls, soft and fragrant.

The sisters, on the other hand, shrugged helplessly, they knew this homebody witch was having another of their fits, this one really loved warships, worthy of their previously embarrassing ID of "All Ship-Girls Are My Wives."

Though, which witch doesn’t love warships?

Everyone looked towards Miss Morgan with eyes full of curiosity and desire.

After all, apart from Senior Mia, none of the others had Legendary Battleships, even the current Golden Princess hadn’t a Warship Girl, it was truly a rare species.

But faced with those blazing eyes, Miss Morgan was calm and unhurried, she even intentionally raised her head and puffed out her chest more, allowing everyone to see more carefully.

Except, at her one puff, all the witches immediately looked down.

Even Senior Mia was slightly defeated, not to mention Alice; the little witch almost began to cry, clamoring her werewolf form still had lots of room, though hard to maintain often, tending towards berserk, yet she somehow had the foundation to say such hard-to-understand words.

Dorothy herself was more forthright, since she hadn’t lost, and she didn’t care about winning or losing, preferring to appreciate others rather than be appreciated.

As for the little witch’s reactions, Miss Morgan just elegantly covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

"Then everyone, please follow me,"

She noticed Dorothy’s eyes, always uncontrollable, then spoke with her small triumph.

Against this, the dragon and serpent on the homebody witch’s neck gave a knowing smile.

This is a benefit of having multiple accounts, there’s always something suitable.

Subsequently, under Miss Morgan’s guidance, everyone took a good tour of her body, there was indeed a sumptuous eye feast, but Dorothy couldn’t take her eyes away.

Hmm, she couldn’t take her eyes off Miss Morgan’s true form, when the battleship touring began, beauties and such were like fleeting clouds in her eyes.

After all, mere chunks of flesh were nothing compared to the only world-exterminating main cannon directly capable of tearing apart the Calamity World’s barrier.

What gem...feet could compare to the void engine capable of leaping anywhere in the known Western Universe?

What skin as smooth as cream, she only noticed the perfect armor shield capable of crushing the Sage.

Wonderful, Miss Morgan all over was simply too perfect, every part was exceedingly attractive, making one wish to dissect and thoroughly research on-site.

Unfortunately, such a wonder is only for distant viewing, not for playing.

However, even a simple tour benefited Dorothy greatly, improving her shipbuilding skills tremendously, everything learned from Miss Morgan today could certainly be applied to other wives, oh no, other warship girls later.

After everyone had finished the tour, they gathered on the expansive deck together.

At this time, coincidentally at sunrise, four suns rose one after another from the east, coloring the sky red and gold.

And against these warm sun rays, the majestic city residing in myth appeared before them.

This was the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, Camelot City.

In the center of that immense city, groups of awe-inspiring yet incredibly exquisite palaces were now clearly visible.

Dragon King Palace had arrived.

...Witches watching sunrise...