Otaku Witch-Chapter 774 - 514

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To fight magic with magic_3

774: 514.

To fight magic with magic_3

At this moment, senior Fanny was somewhat conflicted.

She hoped that Dorothy’s Divination was reliable because that would mean her mother from the dream was safe, but on the other hand, she also hoped that Dorothy’s Divination was wrong, since she definitely didn’t want to wear some shrine maiden cat-ear maid outfit, and how on earth could she possibly call someone “Master”?

Although Dorothy was, in fact, her Master and her current identity was Dorothy’s familiar, calling out “Master” wasn’t really that unreasonable.

As for something like the dignity of a king, well, she hadn’t been enthroned to an upper-level position yet.

So now, the question was, did she want to save her mother or save face?

Hat Senior Sister was really torn.

“I might not be very skilled in the Divination Department, but I’m good at Divination.

My prophecies are generally absolutely accurate, on the same level as the Doomsday Horn.

With that being said, you understand what I mean, right, senior?”

Homebody Witch, however, lifted her head and puffed out her chest, looking quite smug.

Hehe, do you understand the value of the ‘Golden Finger’?

Senior Fanny: “…..”

She didn’t know how many times she had fallen silent today; ever since following Dorothy to the Witch’s Night, she felt like she had been in a constant state of silence.

However, if someone else had made such a claim, senior Fanny would have thought they were just blowing smoke.

But since the one speaking was Dorothy, that changed everything—as if it might actually be possible.

After all, nobody knew the terrifying truth about Dorothy’s origins better than she did.

Hiss, is this the horror of a Fate Saint?

Indeed, it’s terrifying.

But indeed, the Saints from the Eastern Universe are said to be able to divine and manipulate fate, each one adept at toying with the causality of destiny.

They could uncover any secrets in an instant, possessing true Omniscience.

Even though the Lord of Glory rode high in the Western Universe with the power of fate’s judgment, if she were in the Eastern Universe, she might be outmaneuvered by the Saints to the point where she wouldn’t even know how she died.

So, as a potential Saint, isn’t it plausible that Dorothy could also determine fate?

Doesn’t that seem far-fetched?

Not in the slightest, in fact, it’s completely logical.

Hmm, being a maid for a Saint doesn’t sound so humiliating when you think about it; after all, it’s a dream job that many covet but can hardly attain.

It’s said that the Immortal Emperor of the Eastern Universe was once just a doorman for the Saints, so serving as a maid for a future King really wouldn’t be so bad.

Ptui, ptui, ptui, what am I thinking, I almost got roped in by Dorothy.

“So, Dorothy, do you really have a way to survive the apocalypse?”

Senior Fanny asked with a hint of hope.

Considering this for a moment, the Homebody Witch nodded.

“It’s like using fate to fight against fate.

Senior, I think maybe we could try a counteractive cure approach.”

Dorothy said cautiously.

“But this method might be a bit risky, so you have to promise not to hit me after hearing it.”

“Okay, I promise, go ahead.”

Seeing how her Master was caving in, senior Fanny frowned, sensing that the matter wasn’t so simple, but she still agreed.

After all, Dorothy had just mocked her, and she had managed to hold back, right?

Her temper wasn’t that bad; she wasn’t that irritable.

However….

“Then why should we sit around waiting for the Angels to bring about the end of the world?

We should strike first and end the world ourselves….”

Dorothy had started to speak, but before she could finish, senior Fanny exploded with anger.

“You treacherous little White Eye wolf, you’re really cut from the same cloth, what are your true intentions here?

I think you’ve been brainwashed by that Little Angel, always taking her side.

Dorothy, a bootlicker has no future; I’m going to lay into you with tens of thousands of words from Oula to wake you up.”

Hat Senior Sister leaped up, and then a torrential downpour of tentacle shadows rained down from the sky.

Darn it, why do there always have to be traitors out to get my mom.

…Senior Fanny shivered with cold fury…