House Witch

"Name?"

 “Fenrir.”

"age?"

  “25”

"gender?"

 “Is it possible that witches are also male?”

At the corner of the street, a kind-looking lady was petting the dog gently, and the dog barked a few times, seemingly in response to its owner.

 The scene between the beauty and the dog looks very harmonious, and one can’t help but feel that this elder sister must be a very caring person.

Though the dog may not think so.

“It’s impossible to say for sure. I don’t dare to assume someone’s gender casually.”

Looking at the ferocious-looking red-haired dog in front of her, Dorothy nodded naturally and answered like this.

dog:"."

 Damn it, she is mentally retarded, this woman must have a brain problem, some kind of mental illness.

However, when she recalled the scene that had just happened in the alley, Fenrir still shuddered, and her dog eyes were still full of fear as she looked at the woman in front of her.

As a native of this sinful city, Fenrir asked herself that she still had some strength, otherwise she would not have lived this long.

This is thanks to her two mothers for the good talents they left her. Although she was abandoned at birth and grew up in an orphanage. She has no idea who her mother is, but she still thanks her first. .

  After all, I am only 25 years old now and already have more than 300,000 mana in my power, making me a real great witch.

Oh, okay, she is actually an unlicensed great witch. After all, she has never gone to school, so naturally she cannot pass the exam for the great witch qualification certificate.

　　But even so, she has become somewhat famous in the underground world of this sinful city, relying solely on her savage growth. She is somewhat of a figure.

She has always been quite confident in her own strength. Even though she has never gone to school, there is no shortage of practical combat opportunities in the Night City. She has experienced a lot of street fights, underground arenas and other things, and has become self-taught.

She had met many "top students" who had graduated from Witch Academy before, but as a result, most of the guys who grew up in the ivory tower were no match for her, and were beaten to the ground by her in a few strokes. .

 Not for anything else, just because she has seen blood and is cruel enough.

In this city of night, if a person is not ruthless, he will not be able to stand firmly. No matter whether he is really ruthless or fake, you have to make people think you are ruthless. Only in this way will no one have any wrong thoughts towards you.

Anyway, she has become accustomed to speaking with her fists over the years, but today this is like capsizing in the gutter and encountering a hard problem.

She originally thought that the innocent and kind-hearted woman in front of her was just a thief who had some skills but had just come out to work.

After all, she admitted that this woman's skills were indeed very good. She didn't notice that all her money bags had been taken away before, and she didn't realize that she had been robbed until she walked far away and wanted to use the money.

 Fortunately, as a dog-man witch, she is the best at tracking.

Of course, she actually didn’t have much hope for this. After all, a thief with such a powerful stealing technique should not be able to leave a flaw under normal circumstances. No matter how sensitive her sense of smell is, she should not be able to gain anything.

Just out of reluctance, she followed him with the attitude of giving it a try. What surprised her was that the thief really didn't pretend at all. He didn't even run far away. He was in a nearby barbecue restaurant. inside.

 This made her very excited. She felt like she was meeting a newbie. Otherwise, how could she do such a stupid thing, so she just jumped on it.

In fact, she just wanted to get the money back, and then beat up this rookie thief. She was angry and taught this newbie a lesson from her predecessors.

But just now in the alley, before she could take action, the woman held her head against the wall with her backhand.

What a joke is this? Her strength and speed and constitution are all A, but the result is crushed by brute force. Isn't this woman a head -shaped dragon?

The moment his face was rubbed against the wall, Fenrir realized that he was going to fall into trouble this time.

But if you often walk by the river, there is no reason why your shoes won't get wet. She accepted this and was about to beg for mercy decisively, and then pay her ransom according to the rules of the underground world.

But before he opened his mouth, she was horrified to find that her originally strong body began to weaken, and even her body size gradually shrank, and her face began to protrude forward, hair grew on her body, and her hands and feet turned into claws.

 In just a few seconds, she turned into a big red-haired dog.

 What kind of curse is this?

 She didn’t know it as she had never been to school, but that didn’t stop her from feeling frightened.

After all, even if she was pressed against the wall before, she still had the strength to fight to the death, and there was always a possibility of escape. But now she seems to have really turned into a dog, and she is still a mortal dog, not a dog. What kind of monster, how can you escape or resist?

She could only watch in despair and horror as this scary woman who looked so kind-hearted took out a dog leash from her pocket and put it on herself with a smile.

She wanted to shout and ask for help, but all that came out of her mouth was barking.

This is really scary.

Until this moment, she realized that this woman did not cover up the smell or run away. This was not because she lacked experience, but simply because it was not necessary. To her, she was probably just an insect that could be easily crushed.

 This may even be a trap, and the other party wants to deliberately lure her to find her, and then turn herself into her plaything like this.

How will I be treated in the future? Will I remain a dog for the rest of my life, or will I be sold? Where will I be sold?

Fenrir became more and more frightened as he was being led as humiliated as a dog.

After all, as a native of Night City, she knows how dark the dark side of this city that looks like a feasting city is.

 If she was really going to be sold to those places, then she might as well die as soon as possible.

However, as a dog that was **** by a chain and even had a bite-proof muzzle on its mouth, it would be difficult for her to commit suicide.

 She was really at the end of her rope and could only be walked by this terrible guy on the street as if she were a real dog.

　Despair, fear, worry, unwillingness, humiliation

 All kinds of emotions were rolling in her heart.

“Well, you don’t have to look at me in such fear. After all, we have to be reasonable. You are the one who made the first move, right? And I didn’t do anything to you, either?”

Looking at the obvious fear in the eyes of the big dog in front of her, Dorothy felt a sense of joy in her heart, and then her magic power grew slightly.

 Ahem, it's not her pleasure, it's Hermes' pleasure. This lying sage is really a bad person, but the remaining instincts in his body are so excessive.

But fortunately, her otaku witch is a reasonable person, so the little bitch

Hah, it’s Miss Dog, that’s right, it’s Miss Fenrir. You really don’t have to be so afraid of me, and I won’t really do anything to you.

Dorothy felt that this dog-man witch lady must have misunderstood her. Otherwise, why would she be so frightened? She obviously didn't do anything excessive, right?

“You devil, you turned me into a dog, isn’t that too much?”

Fenrir said this with shame and anger.

Although she still made a barking sound, the previous conversation had made her realize that the scary woman in front of her seemed to understand what she meant.

 Dorothy: “???”

  A series of question marks appeared above the head of the house witch.

 “Is this too much?”

 She really doesn’t understand very well.

“But isn’t the sheep-transformation spell a common control spell used by witches? Considering that you are a dog-man witch, I specially changed it to the dog-transformation spell.”

The otaku witch really felt that she had been wronged. Fortunately, she took into account Miss Fenrir's mental endurance, so she specially modified it.

As for why Sheep Transformation is used instead of other control magics, this is simply to fit in with Hermos's personality.

This sage lady is quite talented in the school of transfiguration.

　　　　　　　(ssr): Which one is my face, which one is my face? You have extremely high talents in role-playing, flesh transformation and other powers. 】

 Fenrir: "."

  Is this the art of transforming into a sheep?

 Miss Dogman Witch was also stunned.

Although she never went to school, dueling culture was prevalent in this era of the Dragon King, and she had seen many dueling competitions. She had indeed heard of the famous art of transforming sheep.

This is indeed a classic control spell of the school of change. It is very commonly used and easy to use. It can turn the enemy into a harmless lamb in a short period of time.

 But the focus is on the short term, right?

I have turned into a dog and been wandered around on the street. Who can transform into a sheep for such a long time?

 Besides, I am a dog-man witch, not a real dog-man. The witch is the point. The dog-man template is something I inherited from my non-thing mothers. It’s not that I like dogs.

 “I’m actually a cat person.”

Miss Dogman Witch said in a muffled voice.

“Well, that’s a coincidence. Actually, I’m also a cat person. I even have a very cute black cat. How about I use the cat-changing technique?”

 Dorothy said this in surprise at first, then scratched her head in embarrassment and suggested this.

“So is the important point about dogs or cats? The important thing is that I am a human being, but you still put a dog leash on me and even put on a muzzle. Does it make you happy to humiliate people like this?”

Fenrir complained angrily.

To this, the otaku witch almost nodded. After all, she was indeed quite happy and her magic power was growing rapidly.     Ah, it was Holmes who was very happy, but Dorothy was not.

“Well, the main thing is that large dogs should be civilized when going out. Isn’t the leash and muzzle basic? Otherwise, it would be too uncivilized.”

 She defended herself like this.

 Miss Dogman Witch: “???”

Fenrir is really confused. Is this a problem with you or me?

 Please, what kind of place is this, a city of demons, a city of sin, are you talking about civilization in this ghost place?

 But she couldn't refute it. After all, there was nothing wrong with being civilized.

“Haha, then you are designated as a moral model in the aristocratic area where upper-class grandpas live.”

 Miss Dogman Witch can only be so yin and yang.

"Tell me what you are going to do with me. I can pay a ransom according to the rules of the underground world in exchange for my freedom."

Fenrir was also convinced by this scary woman who seemed to be mentally disturbed, and she didn't want to scare herself by thinking about it any more, so she simply asked directly.

 “So you still have money?”

Dorothy was also stunned and asked subconsciously.

 She covered her mouth after asking the question.

This **** Hermes instinct.

Even though her first reaction was this, she could only think about it in her mind and not really ask.

“Ahem, actually I don’t really plan to do anything to you, I just want to ask you to do a small favor, and I will give you a surprise as a reward when the job is done.”

The otaku witch said so.

Although she herself has a bit of ptsd when it comes to surprises, it does not prevent her from giving surprises to others, and she is not a bad person like Hermes. She is really ready to give this Miss Fenrir a big blessing. .

Well, the ancestor of the werewolf clan who finally gained the power of the True Ancestor Blood Diamond is decided to be you.

 This is truly incredible wealth.

 Whether you see this night city or not, you have the final say from now on.

　　"A small favor? What kind of favor, please explain clearly first."

Upon hearing Dorothy's tone, Miss Dogman Witch immediately shuddered, and then became more vigilant.

 There is no way, why is this sentence pattern and tone so familiar to her?

Once again, this is the city of devil. The specialty is a devil, and it can also be said to be a demon, and the most classic words of the devil's abduction are this set.

Don’t worry, I don’t have any bad intentions. You can take this benefit first. There is absolutely no cost.

　What, you still want it, then which one of us will follow, I will calculate your cost price

Sister, it’s really not possible anymore. We are true sisters. I can’t watch you sink. I won’t give you anything anymore.

 Alas, I see how pitiful you are, I won’t do it next time, this is the last time.

Well, in short, I am a good person and I really think about you, but then you were sold and still helping others count their money.

Do you think I believe that you really just asked me to do a small favor?

Although Fenrir didn't say this sentence, she just thought about it in her heart, but her vigilant eyes expressed this meaning quite straightforwardly.

 Dorothy: "."

The otaku witch is very hurt. She obviously treats people sincerely, so why can't she be trusted?

 Sigh, okay, I don’t want to eat the soft ones but I want to eat the hard ones, right? I’m super hard.

"Since you don't want to, I won't force you. Let's talk about compensation according to the local rules you mentioned."

Dorothy looked solemn, and then started the business mode.

"First of all, I am a noble. Although I am not very big, I am only somewhat related to the lord of this sinful city. So according to your rules, how much compensation do you think you should pay if you try to attack me?"

"Secondly, you are now my prisoner. With your beauty and talent, Miss Fenrir, I think you should know better than me how valuable you are. So how much ransom are you prepared to pay to buy your freedom?"

Otaku Witch eloquently lists dozens of clauses, and they are all well-founded.

 She did it according to the rules, and there was absolutely no lie at all.

She is indeed a noble. Satan, the first lord of Sin City, is her cheap uncle, and Lilith, the second lord of Sin City, is her stepmother. Is this a problem?

The prisoner of war ransom system is the basic law established by the Dragon King during the Great Expedition. The price is indeed calculated based on appearance and talent.

Dorothy's calculations were all legal compensation plans, not counting the local rules of the Night City's underground world, which she really didn't understand very well.

  In short

 “Well, just erase your fraction and give me this number.”

Dorothy stretched out her hand and made a number.

 In fact, it's not expensive. It only costs her half a coffin. This is a really discounted price.

 Fenrir: "."

Miss Dogman looked at the number and her mind went blank. It was the first time in her life that she knew that her life was so valuable.

And then.

The proud dog-man witch humbly lowered her dog's head.

 “Let’s talk about the small business.”

Whew, it’s not like she has no spine, she really can’t afford to apologize.

 Devil, I’m sure, this woman is definitely a real devil. How can she be so skilled? How many times has she used this method to force people like her to submit?

 “So what exactly are you busy with?”

Fenrir barked feebly.

 “You take care of me and play with me.”

 Dorothy said without hesitation.

Hmm, she really didn’t lie. She had accidentally eaten all the wallet before with one meal, and now she doesn’t have a penny in her pocket.

If she doesn't find a place to live, then she will either sleep on the street tonight, or she will continue to prepare counterfeit money.

She is a good and law-abiding citizen. She had no choice but to do it again, but now she must not do it again. Her conscience still hurts.

Furthermore, she had wanted to find a guide who was familiar with Night City, but now this guide came to her door, didn't she?

Well, if you don’t take what God has given you, you will be punished by God.

　　It can only be said that Hermes is truly a lucky person. This old African chieftain has such a bad constitution that it kills her.

  【Lucky One (ssr): You are the center of the world, the absolute protagonist on the stage of life. You don't have to believe in yourself, but you must believe in the protagonist's halo given to you by the screenwriter and director. Your luck attributes are greatly improved. 】

Tsk, she wanted to directly report this guy Hermes for cheating.

Take a look, is this a talent that normal people should have?

 Sigh, he is indeed one of the absolute protagonists of the Demon King Era. That’s great.

 While Dorothy was feeling sour, the dog lady in front of her was also dumbfounded by her little favor.

 “Hmm, keep it?”

Although she looks like a gangster, she is actually a gangster, but she has never been in love in her life, and she is still an innocent girl. Miss Dogman Witch has never heard of such an exciting thing, her face turned red immediately, and she turned into a steam dog on the spot. .

"Well, did you steal my money before because I was lonely? I actually went out without any money. If you don't take me in, then I will have to sleep in the park at night."

Dorothy said this confidently.

 Fenrir: "."

 Alas, life is not easy, the dog sighed.

Looking at Dorothy in front of her, who was praying to her sincerely, the Dog-Man Witch couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

 “Okay, come with me.”

 She had no choice but to nod her head and prepare to lead the way.

But after thinking about it, he lowered his head and picked up the dog chain and handed it to the house witch, and then put the muzzle on again.

Hmm, walking your dog in a civilized way starts with the dog.

　　However, before one man and one dog had walked a few steps, a letter suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of Fenrir.

Dorothy was also stunned when she saw this very familiar letter, and then looked up to the upstairs not far away.

Her eyes met the black-haired witch upstairs.

 In a fateful encounter.

It’s 5,200. Damn it. I’ve overspent on the game. I have to think of ways to add more every day. Send it.