Otaku Witch-Chapter 808 - 529. Bizarre Origins 2.0_2
Chapter 808: 529. Bizarre Origins 2.0_2
For a moment, Dorothy’s emotions were complicated.
She secretly glanced at her good sister next to her, hoping she could clarify things for her.
After all, in reality, she had never truly seen the true form of the world consciousness of the Witch World, so she naturally couldn’t tell what the situation was with the Goddess of the Moon in front of her. However, as the Divine King, Denisha would naturally recognize the Mother of the World who bestowed her Primordial Force.
This good sister was the true filial daughter. The respect witches had for the world consciousness itself was a tradition passed down by the Divine King. Otherwise, the current world consciousness might not be able to control this group of children who had already figured out how to easily manipulate the world itself.
Among the native worlds of the Four Great Catastrophes, only the world consciousness of the Witch World still had freedom, unlike the Abyss or the Dragon Realm, which had long been completely overtaken by their filial sons and daughters, even directly transformed into tools.
“She is not the mother, at least not now.”
Miss Shepherdess sensed the questioning gaze of her younger sister beside her, shook her head, and answered like this.
This answer made Dorothy frown.
What does this mean? Yes means yes, no means no. How can there be a “not now” answer? Was it in the past, or will it be in the future?
The homebody witch analyzed Denisha’s answer in her mind.
Damn riddlers are really annoying.
However, at least the answer “not now” confirmed that the Nun Eve in front of them was not the world consciousness itself. This result made Dorothy sigh in relief while also feeling a bit disappointed.
Hmm, just a little bit away from being a true good sister to Denisha. Although the title of the world’s true daughter was impressive, with the homebody witch’s lazy nature, she really couldn’t bear such an honor. This title sounded more like a protagonist’s destiny, which she couldn’t possibly handle.
The regretful thing was that if Nun Eve was indeed the world consciousness, then they could simply let her transfer the Primordial Magic Power to Denisha immediately, without going through the trouble of creating a new world. They could just ascend by transforming from machines to mana and then push forward as the witch army.
But thinking back, was the person in front of her really her biological mother? If she was, then even if she wasn’t the world’s true daughter, the title of the world’s true granddaughter would still be unavoidable. After all, if the Moon God wasn’t the world itself, she was definitely the world’s true daughter.
Unable to figure it out, the homebody witch shook her head and simply stopped dwelling on it. Now that the person was right in front of her, it was better to ask directly rather than ponder over it.
So, she stepped forward and directly asked.
“Nun Eve, I know you’re in a hurry, but please don’t be. We’re not your enemies. I just want to ask if you know a Father Adam?”
After asking, she fixed her eyes on Miss Nun, observing her reaction.
Eve, who had been in a defensive stance, turned dark at the mention of that name.
“That scoundrel isn’t dead yet? Where did you hear that name from? Wait, could it be…”
The nun subconsciously cursed but suddenly realized something and looked at Dorothy in disbelief.
The homebody witch remained silent at such a reaction.
Damn, this sense of déjà vu. Adam, you’ve tricked me again. Luckily, I didn’t act impulsively this time.
Regarding her unreliable father, Dorothy couldn’t help but cover her face, feeling utterly speechless.
Forget it, let the show begin. Let’s hear what kind of melodramatic plot they’ll come up with this time.
Thinking of her strange parentage in reality, the homebody witch was oddly curious about what new antics her peculiar parents would create this time.
Looking at the nun who seemed to have figured something out, Dorothy didn’t say much but silently removed the veil from her face, revealing a perfectly optimized version of the nun’s face, an impeccable Face of God.
All one could say was that the Face of God remained the Face of God. This was the Power of the True God, far beyond what a pseudo god like Eve could resist. Just by gazing upon Dorothy’s face, this nun spirit was stunned on the spot.
Fortunately, the face resembled her own a bit, so she had some resistance. It took her more than half a minute to twist her head and dare not look again.
After calming her emotions a little, Nun Eve, unwilling though she was, had to admit that while Adam was despicable, his genes were at least great. He didn’t waste his handsome face.
This daughter had perfectly inherited all the facial advantages of both her and Adam.
But, daughter…
Looking at the daughter who had put the veil back on, Eve’s face showed some hesitation and guilt.
“How is that scoundrel doing?”
After a long silence and some emotional adjustment, Eve asked.
“Dead, long dead. Mortals can’t live till now.”
Thinking of the Tomb of Father Adam she had visited not long ago, Dorothy answered like this.
Although she shouldn’t have spoken such words with a nonchalant tone, thinking of her father, enjoying life back home with her stepmother, the homebody witch couldn’t muster any sadness.
