Otaku Witch

Chapter 249 222. Drifting Witch

Dorothy was slightly caught off guard by this sudden development and blinked as she sized up the unexpected guest in front of her.

This was a young witch in a Witch Academy uniform, who appeared to be around 20 years old. However, her looks were only average, the kind of face you would forget in the crowd of witches, barely meeting the standard beauty threshold.

Moreover, the visitor seemed quite angry, which made her features appear somewhat fierce, proving the point that anger could make one look uglier.

However, the visitor's strength was not weak. Dorothy sensed briefly and estimated that she had about a hundred thousand Mana. By the standards of the Witch Academy, this was considered above average. In the Thirteen-Ring, she might even be seen as a top student.

Tsk, this is a bit troublesome.

The homebody witch frowned, feeling a bit vexed.

That's why, staying at home is indeed more comfortable and worry-free. Going out always leads to various troubles.

"Am I encountering the legendary jealousy incident?"

Dorothy belatedly realized.

Of course, she wasn't scared, just found it bothersome, and she really detested troublesome situations.

Whatever the case, barging into someone else's table by forcefully breaking the barrier was really too offensive and rude.

However, considering the situation and mood of the other party, Dorothy reluctantly suppressed her displeasure without saying much and instead looked towards the Centaur Lady across from her.

Without knowing the relationship between the other party and Miss Nina, she didn't want to assert herself; it was better to let them resolve it themselves. Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire

If the others really were in that kind of close relationship, then her position as the "other woman" would be quite awkward.

Ah, I, Dorothy, have always been the Pure Love War God. How did I suddenly almost turn into a Minotaur today?

The homebody witch inexplicably felt a sense of guilt.

Speaking of which, looking at the uninvited witch guest, Dorothy noticed a pair of ox horns on her head. She was indeed a Minotaur Witch.

On the other side, due to this surprise, the slightly tipsy Centaur Lady suddenly sobered up. She lifted her head, glanced at the intruding witch, and couldn't help but frown.

"Miss Zhu En, it's currently working hours, so please don't disrupt the normal business of the tavern. Can we talk somewhere else?"

Miss Nina forced a professional smile and said so.

The other party was a regular customer, having patronized the tavern for about half a year, and she was always generous with her spending there.

Thus, adhering to the service philosophy that the customer is a deity, even though the other's actions had broken the tavern's rules and affected other customers, the Centaur Lady still held back her anger, thinking they could go somewhere else and explain things properly.

Unfortunately, Minotaurs were a race prone to losing their temper easily and reacting impulsively. The witch modeled after a Minotaur naturally experienced similar impatience and was easily irritable.

At this point, feeling as if her head was erupting in anger, the Minotaur Witch could no longer hear reason. She pushed away the Centaur Lady's hand, which was originally trying to lead her elsewhere, and with eyes bloodshot red, turned towards Dorothy, who was sipping her drink with a straw, head bowed.

"I'm not leaving. We need to clear things up today. Is it her? That bitch, is it her? Nina, I've told you, I've been saving up to buy your freedom. Once I have enough money to buy you from the boss, you'll be mine, part of my Servant Army. We had agreed on this, why would you betray our agreement?"

The enraged Minotaur Witch's eyes were blood-red, a sign she might soon go berserk.

This made Dorothy on guard.

Alas, although Minotaur Witches mostly have simplistic minds and stubborn temperaments, making them seem slightly silly, their attributes could greatly increase when they become enraged, but correspondingly, their already precarious intelligence would decrease even further.

At this moment, the Minotaur Witch named Zhu En had clearly reached the edge of berserk, and at this time she probably could no longer listen to anyone else. She would only adhere to her stubborn beliefs, convinced of what she chose to believe.

Centaur Lady was also quite troubled by this, especially since their situation seemed to have caught the attention of others. Many customers and staff in the store were looking over at them, which gave Nina a bit of a headache.

She didn't want to affect the business of the store because of herself, so she still tried to explain.

"Miss Zhu En, I've told you many times, working here is my own choice, no one is forcing me, I am free, and there isn't any talk about redemption of servitude. Our shop is doing legitimate business, and there is no such practice that restricts personal freedom."

Nina, somewhat troubled, put her hand on her forehead, feeling a bit exhausted.

This customer, for some reason, suddenly took a fancy to her and kept clamoring about redeeming her to become his Servant Army or something. She had explained many times that she was a free person and didn't want to be part of any Servant Army, but the customer never believed her, only feeling that she was lying. She would only believe what she thought to be true, making it completely impossible to explain.

Alas, he was a quite difficult customer and, unfortunately, when the door was open for business, they usually couldn't refuse customers.

As for that agreement, it was a unilateral stipulation by the other party, and her explicit rejection at that time evidently entered neither ear of the other party, just as her explanations had not.

It was so irritating, truly irritating.

Nina glanced at Dorothy beside her, who was too scared to speak up, and inadvertently showed an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, Dorothy, I didn't handle my personal matter well today and got you involved. Don't worry, I will sort this out soon."

Centaur Lady apologized sincerely.

Alas, really, she had fortunately met a little witch that suited her tastes today and reminisced about her hometown; originally in a good mood, now everything was spoiled.

"It's okay; you don't have to worry about me, Sister. Do you need my help?"

At this moment, Dorothy also understood what was going on. It seemed the Minotaur's stubborn bullheadedness had caused the trouble. But, it was also good, since she hadn't unwittingly become a homewrecker; she breathed a sigh of relief.

Moreover, since that was cleared up, she had no concerns. She was quite willing to help Centaur Lady with this trouble, especially since this is the Witch World. Once an otherworldly race offended a witch, regardless of being right or wrong, the otherworldly race would likely end up at a disadvantage.

"You despicable creature, still lying to me. You otherworldly races are clearly our witches' slaves. Talking about freedom, I'm willing to redeem you, that is your honor, you should feel privileged to become a deity's Servant Army rather than feeling glorious about serving drinks here?"

Unfortunately, the Minotaur Witch nearby had completely gone berserk, her intelligence lost, as she roared such words.

And this made almost everyone in the store frown, both other witch customers and otherworldly races.

After all, even though this statement might be somewhat true in a certain sense, under the current environment encouraged by Lord Demon King for witches and otherworldly races to coexist harmoniously, saying such politically incorrect words in public was very problematic.

Dorothy too frowned, feeling genuinely angry now.

What a tough situation, her fists were really clenched; this creature was truly crazy. Given her level, how could she dare to claim to be a deity, always demanding people to serve her as a servant. The position of the witches as the foremost Calamity wasn't even secure yet, so how could she start boasting so soon?

"Beat her up, go on, Dorothy, I permit it."

Over the head of the Homebody Witch, Hat Senior Sister, who had been joyfully watching the drama unfold, also opened her Eyes of the Stars and whispered into Dorothy's ear.

...Homebody Witch rising...