house witch

Chapter 584. 583. Witch's Justice

Dorothy looked at the angelic grand judge who was disguised as a receptionist in front of her, and she felt a little regretful when she saw that the other party forcibly suppressed his anger and did not flare up.

Tsk, I can only say that the witch who can get into the position of Grand Inquisitor should have some real skills, except for herself, who has a connection through the back door. At least the basic vision is not lacking. Like a mad dog, he will bite whoever he catches.

So, the house witch had no choice but to disperse the "time stop" magic that was already prepared, and she had already done it. If the reception lady is really brain-dead, then she will take down the opponent with a backhand. So as to take advantage of the reason, and then stand on the commanding heights of morality before going to talk to the angel chief judge.

It's a pity that the plan is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny, and the other party doesn't even give it a chance.

"Damn it, Fairy King, your taunting is getting weaker and weaker."

The house witch despises herself so much in her heart.

However, if the other party doesn't fall for her, there is no other way. After all, if she is too provocative, she will be looking for trouble. At that time, she will be the one to blame. She can only wait for the receptionist to contact her. her boss.

She didn't wait for a long time, and soon, the angel and witch magistrate who was disguised as a receptionist put down her identity token and spoke.

"Master Clown, please follow me, the Judge of Justice wants to summon you."

Hearing this sentence, Dorothy was taken aback for a moment. It was also the first time she heard the code name of the great angel judge.

It's just that the code name of the court is obtained by the judge himself, so it's hard to say whether this justice is really justice.

Anyway, the house witch doesn't have a good impression of this great judge who has never met before. After all, the ass decides the head. On the premise that Sophilia has not committed any principled problems, her position must be more biased. of my own family.

However, she did not rush to refuse the summoning of the angel chief judge, but nodded.

She wanted to see what this big man wanted to do.

So, Dorothy turned around and signaled her friends behind her to wait here for a while, and then she followed the reception lady to the office of the justice chief judge.

The witch's footsteps were naturally not slow, and the two arrived at their destination very quickly.

dong dong dong.
"Lord Justice, Lord Clown is here."

The receptionist knocked on the door and said so.

"Let her in."

Soon, a young female voice came from inside the door.

This voice is very heroic, and people can make up the image of a heroic and capable female knight just by listening to it.

And when Dorothy opened the door, she saw a figure who was reviewing documents at the desk with his head bowed.

Because she already knew from her mother that the real identity of this great judge of justice is Matia sage, one of the thirteen disciples, so the house witch originally thought that the chief judge of the angel witch would also be a The image of an old woman who is similar to the dean of the college, even she thought that it might be an image of an old witch with a wrinkled face that can kill flies.

But now, when the figure in front of the desk raised his head, what Dorothy saw was an exceptionally young, beautiful face who at first glance might only be in his early twenties.

The appearance of this great judge of justice really matches her voice. She really looks like a heroic female knight, with her sunny blonde hair tied into a crisp ponytail, and her charming face Not a trace of make-up was to be seen.

On her body, she was dressed in a pitch-black standard battle robe representing the status of the chief judge, as if it had been specially ironed, without many wrinkles, it was very straight. (You can refer to the appearance of the leader Qin.)
Well, this is a very upright, serious personality, who may be a bit rigid.

This was the house witch's first impression when she saw the justice judge Mattia.

Although Dorothy is not very good at divination magic, she still knows a thing or two about physiognomy, and she is pretty accurate at reading people.

To put it bluntly, the first impression that the justice chief judge gave her was pretty good.

Well, to put it bluntly, she is a bit of a face control person, and the three views tend to follow other people's facial features, and it may be a bit obscene to say it, but this justice judge really fits the aesthetics of the house witch, which is a bit good for her ball area.

Fortunately, she is not the kind of person who forgets friends when she sees sex, and she has always admired beauty purely, and she doesn't have many worldly desires at all.

So, after only a few glances, Dorothy walked into the office calmly.

"Jester Clown, please sit down."

The sassy female knight pointed to the seat opposite the desk, signaling the house witch to sit down.

Dorothy was also not polite at all, she sat down readily, and then stared straight at the chief judge.

As a result, the two looked at each other. Ordinary witches might feel pressured by the sage's gaze, and would try to avoid their gaze, but the Fairy King was fearless, and the sage couldn't make her succumb.

Just like that, after about 30 seconds of staring and staring silence, the justice chief judge smiled.

"You are indeed the candidate for the best judge of the year in the Tribunal, Judge Clown, you are indeed worthy of this honor. It's the first time we meet. I am the justice of the great judge, the justice of the witch's justice."

The sage, who looked more like a female knight, introduced himself like this.

Dorothy: "."

Uh, witch justice?

The house witch recalled the identity of the Witch Clan, who was either fighting a war or a natural disaster race on the way to the war. I really didn't think that the Witch could have anything to do with the word justice. If she wasn't a witch, she would think that the Witch Clan was Standard villain.

It's just that she also understood the subtext of the angel witch sage. This is indeed the great judge of justice, but he pursues the justice of the witch.

To put it bluntly, this is a supporter of witch supremacy, who believes in the principle of giving priority to witches in everything. This is the justice of witches as a war race.

In other words, this is an extremely racist.

However, the vast majority of people are actually not willing to admit that they are racists. Everyone will subconsciously put gold on their faces, pretending to be more or less, so as not to look too ugly.

This is the so-called double standard.

However, the otaku witch was a little surprised by the frankness of the great judge of justice, but I have to say that compared to the hypocritical double standard, such unabashed frankness made Dorothy appreciate it more.

So Dorothy raised her eyebrows slightly, and then spoke too.

"Coincidentally, I actually like the witch's justice, but it's best to have a principled witch's justice."

"Principled witch justice? Can you tell me what this means?"

The chief judge frowned slightly, and then asked very humbly.

"It's just that rather than eagerly eating the small cake, I prefer to earn money together. Let's make this small cake into a big cake first, and then I will share the biggest piece."

Dorothy thought about it, and then said what she had to say.

"But small cakes are everywhere. You can eat them with your stomach open. Why do you have to make a big cake? Even if the cake is really big, why can't I have it all, but share it with others Is it? I think my appetite should be able to eat the whole big cake in one bite."

The chief judge shook his head and said so again.

The House Witch was stunned for a moment, and she looked at the serious and serious face of the chief judge again, which didn't seem to be joking at all, and then she was a little speechless at first, then thought about it again, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Yeah, why can't I have them all?

"If you want them all every time, then no one will make cakes with you in the future."

Dorothy held back for a while, and could only reply in this way.

"Hehe, the clown judge, when you eat a piece of cake, you don't care whether the cake is willing to be eaten by you, so why should you care whether the people who make the cake are willing to be with you? As long as I think, they will It doesn't matter if you want to."

The chief judge chuckled twice, then shook his head.

"Besides, even if you don't make cakes by yourself, there will always be others who want to make big cakes. Even if you leave them alone, those small cakes will always grow into big cakes by themselves. If you really want to eat big cakes, be so patient Just wait for a while, and then just eat the ready-made ones, just like there are three most delicious cakes waiting for us to enjoy right now, isn’t it?”

This heroic female knight sage looked at the small ornaments on her desk.

Dorothy also looked over, and saw three hand-like chess pieces, which were angels, demons and dragons.

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"Sometimes the ingredients can hit people. Mr. Justice, your teeth are really good, and you are not afraid of being broken."

The house witch was speechless for a while.

As a self-aware little witch, Dorothy didn't quite understand what gave the judge the appetite to eat three giant tower cakes in one bite.

This is really unbearable.

"Yeah, the ingredients can also hit people. Of course, my teeth can't bite the three cakes, but if I can, I'm willing to be the teeth of the person who can bite the cakes, even if they are really broken in the end." Yes, I am also willing, as long as the cake can be eaten in the end."

For Dorothy's insinuation, the angelic presiding judge was not angry, she said so.

"And it's not just me. I think if you can really taste these three delicious cakes that have matured, there will be many people like me who volunteer to be teeth."

This time, the female knight sage looked at the portrait of the king of the gods who was hung on the wall of her desk, and her eyes were full of devout and fanatical beliefs that were almost bewildered.

Blood sacrificed to the blood god, skulls sacrificed to the skull seat, the most delicious cake should be the best sacrifice to the great king.

The house witch fell silent again. She opened her mouth, wanting to refute the words of the chief judge in front of her, but in the end she hesitated to speak.

Because, she knows that this sage is telling the truth, if the Witch World can eat the three most delicious cakes smoothly, then she is willing to risk everything to serve as the teeth that bite the cake, even if There are absolutely many witches who will not hesitate to be destroyed.

No, it should be said that most witches are very happy to do this. After all, witches are a war race.

After realizing this, Dorothy was silent again, and she was somewhat persuaded by the great judge.

It's just that the truth is the truth, but she really doesn't like it.

Therefore, the house witch finally shook her head.

"Well, Mr. Justice, you are right, but I still like the principled witch justice. After all, compared to the wild big cake, I still think the cake I made by myself is more delicious. My cooking skills are still It’s pretty good, but the craftsmanship of others is somewhat not to my liking.”

Dorothy replied.

Tsk, she just wants to stay at home and study magic happily every day. She really doesn't understand the big truths. Talking about it is not something she is good at, so she is too lazy to have a trial with this justice. What a long debate, just ask, yes yes yes, what you said is right.

This kind of thing is the same as personal taste, there is no right or wrong, only suitable or not suitable, even if you say how delicious Potian pears are, but I love apples, I just don’t want to eat pears, is there something wrong?
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Dorothy also looked at the portrait of the God King hanging on the wall not far away, then scratched her head, and said in a deliberate tone.

"Well, Lord Justice, do you think there is a possibility that Lord God actually doesn't like to eat big fish and meat, but prefers light food?"

Well, although she has never been in contact with the Lord God King in reality, her good sister in Witch Night is actually not very picky about food, and she is not as greedy as Little Fat Dragon. Denisa cares more about what she eats What matters is who to eat with.

Eating big fish and meat alone is like chewing wax, but eating with the family, even if it is a simple meal, is also a joy to eat.

However, in terms of taste preference, Denisa really prefers to eat something lighter. She only eats a few chopsticks each time, and the rest is given to Xiao Feilong and Artie. She prefers those Vegetables that little ones don't like.

However, for the first time, the always kind and kind justice chief judge showed displeasure on the house witch's "nonsense".

"Clown judge, be careful with your words. The taste of the gods depends on the mood of the gods. As believers, how can we speculate on the minds of the gods? We only need to offer the best sacrifices."

Dorothy: "Then is there a possibility that the Lord may not care what you believe?"

The otaku witch didn't shut up obediently because of the chief judge's displeasure, but continued to say so.

However, regarding her words, this female knight-like sage returned without hesitation.

"But I care."

Dorothy: "."

Come on, licking a dog is really awesome.

The house witch is speechless
(End of this chapter)