The size of the lotus is just right, just enough to accommodate her feet, and as the Golden Lotus blooms, the pond water, which appeared filthy in contrast to the witch's feet, seems to undergo some purification, becoming pure, faintly exuding spiritual energy.
Dorothy tried to stretch her toes but didn't feel constricted at all. The size really is perfect, and standing on it feels more comfortable than wearing shoes.
Hmm, if it weren't too conspicuous, maybe she could go barefoot all the time, using this lotus as her shoes, since this special effect doesn't consume magic power.
Moreover, when Dorothy crossed her legs, the golden lotus also enlarged, transforming into a twelve-grade lotus pedestal, still supporting the homebody witch's body floating in mid-air.
The Hat Senior Sister, who originally wanted to scold Dorothy for being too showy, also caught a scent of a hundred blossoms. This scent is quite familiar to senior Fanny, as it's precisely Dorothy's fragrance.
