Otaku Witch-Chapter 751 - 507

751: 507.

Such Twin Kings

751: 507.

Such Twin Kings

“What are you doing there?”

As Dorothy watched Emora’s display of martial arts, which looked increasingly familiar, she was at a loss for what to say.

It had not been easy for her to modify the Dragon King Battle Technique into her own exclusive Dragon Demon Super Solution, only to turn around and find that Little Fatty Dragon had once again modified her Dragon Demon Super Solution back into the Dragon King Battle Technique.

What was all this about?

Had the times really changed, or was this just a show of flipping back and forth?

The homebody witch was full of sarcasm, but didn’t know how to start expressing it.

However, reflecting back, although Dorothy knew Emora was a talent ever since she began using transformation magic to take human form, this was still beyond her expectations.

The Dragon King Battle Technique was the signature martial art of the Dragon King himself.

Although it had been simplified to facilitate teaching to dragon witches, it was still widely recognized as the most powerful combat magic in the Combat Magic School.

It wasn’t just something anyone could replicate.

Legend had it that the Dragon King visited martial artists of all races, learned from hundreds of martial arts schools, and, with his immense talent and ingenuity, integrated his lifelong learning to create the initial form of the Dragon King Battle Technique.

From there, he established the Ninth System Battle Mage System on the basis of the God King Eight Systems.

And now Emora had simply watched her do some exercises and then easily replicated it?

Of course, the original creation by the Dragon King was a feat from nothing, which naturally had the highest level of difficulty—hardships unimaginable to ordinary people.

Emora, on the other hand, had Dorothy’s Dragon Demon Super Solution as a reference, which at best was an optimization and modification based on previous work.

Compared to creating something from scratch, this was a lot less difficult.

But considering Emora’s mental and foundational capabilities, Dorothy still couldn’t help but gasp at the raw talent of her own guardian dragon.

Dammit, Adam, you’ve done a real number on me.

If you hadn’t led me astray in the beginning, making me think Emora was a lost cause, I could have discovered her talents earlier and trained her properly.

Now, with Little Fatty Dragon and Denisha, just the two of them could’ve been enough to steamroll the Glorious Divine Kingdom.

A real slap in the face by a flying dragon, that’s what it is.

No matter how skilled Sophia’s management techniques were, they would surely be overrun by the sheer power here.

Curse you, Adam, for leading me astray.

The homebody witch internally ranted about her old man, the priest.

The old clergyman being stubborn was one thing, but misleading his children was another.

This bad habit was truly identical to her own father from her past life.

But it wasn’t too late to realize it now; my guardian dragon has the makings of a king.

Dorothy thought to herself with some satisfaction.

But as soon as she had that thought, inspiration struck.

emmmm….

wait a minute, Emora has the makings of a king, the Dragon King Battle Technique, the Great Dragon…

Hiss…

A terrifying speculation surfaced in her mind, leaving her mouth agape and at a loss for words.

That is, could there be a possibility that this little pet dragon of hers was the previous incarnation of some future formidable figure?

The homebody witch first turned to glance at Artie, who had finally recovered from her previous state of exhaustion thanks to the healing magic, then back at Emora, feeling an ominous premonition growing stronger.

And the verification of this speculation genuinely made her legs weaker than they had ever been when facing Denisha and Artie.

After all, both the Divine King and the Devil King were figures who didn’t have much to do with her in reality.

She’d seen them, contemplated their greatness, and then moved on—she probably wouldn’t encounter such supreme rulers of the Witch World in her lifetime.

However, the Dragon King was different; after all, he was her ancestral elder.

Dorothy was the type who placed significant emphasis on family and tradition, a mindset formed in her previous life.

In her homeland of the heart, in the presence of gods and bodhisattvas, one might stand, believe or not believe, but in the face of ancestors and elders…

Sigh, one must kneel to heaven, earth, and ancestors; how does one handle this?

The homebody witch was suddenly unsure of what to do since she had never encountered a situation where an ancestor from tens of thousands of years ago was still lively and bouncing around, and no one had ever taught her how to interact with the previous life of such a revered elder.

At that moment, she wished she could immediately travel back and open a forum to post.

Thanks for the invite, currently in the Otherworld, just underwent my second transmigration.

How should I behave when a disciple of mine turns out to be the reincarnation of my ancient ancestor, who’s several tens of thousands of years old?

Online and waiting—pretty urgent.

“Tsk, better not think too much about it.

Artie being the Devil King makes sense, given their similar temperaments, but the Dragon King and Emora?

These two really have nothing in common; the gap is just too vast to consider.”

Dorothy tried to console herself.

After all, the Dragon King was famously a warmonger, one who yielded to no one, an invincible fighter throughout the Western Universe.

And Little Fatty Dragon, with its sluggish and timid temperament, was on the complete opposite end of the spectrum from the Dragon King.

“Senior Fanny, why are you just watching?

Senior, say something, please.

I’m like a wild child raised outdoors; I don’t recognize my own elder ancestors, and that’s fine, but you are the Future Fourth King.

Surely you must recognize your own teacher.”