Chapter 49 49. Mother's Gift
After dinner, Dorothy lay on the living room sofa, watching the Magic Shadow Curtain on the opposite wall.
This was actually a magical version of a super-sized TV screen.
She stroked her round belly while casually switching channels, lazily enjoying this leisurely after-dinner daily routine.
She had eaten too much just now, but this couldn't be blamed on her gluttony, it was really because the quality of the ingredients from Angel Witch's side was too high.
These ingredients containing magic could be called natural treasures. After eating them and digesting them, they could increase a Witch's magic power. This method of increasing magic power through food supplements was generally only affordable by those damned rich people. It was a way for whales to become stronger by spending money.
Dorothy felt that after digesting just today's meal, she would be able to increase her magic power by about 300 mana, which was equivalent to her natural growth over the past half year.
Damn it, being rich really allows you to do whatever you want.
Of course, the most important thing was that these high-end ingredients were indeed delicious, so Dorothy couldn't control herself and ate too much.
This feeling was quite rare for Witches, after all, their digestive abilities were too strong. They could eat a mountain of ordinary food and still not feel full. Only ingredients containing magic could slow down their digestion, and a large amount of magical ingredients could make them feel full.
Therefore, Dorothy experienced a feeling that she had only had in her previous life, and she quite missed it.
In the kitchen, Sophia, who also had a round belly, was directing the invisible hands of magic to clean the messy dishes after the feast.
After dinner, Angel Witch took the initiative to take on the job of washing dishes. This pure white girl seemed to be too independent. Dorothy had clearly said before that she would be responsible for the kitchen affairs as future rent.
However, Sophia still seemed unwilling to take advantage of others. After dinner, she resolutely stated that she would be responsible for washing dishes in the future, and Dorothy only needed to be responsible for cooking.
Dorothy didn't say much about this. After all, although she liked to cook, she didn't like cleaning up the mess such as washing dishes. She could find pleasure in the cooking process, but washing dishes was just boring and tedious.
Now that someone took the initiative to take on this cleanup work, Dorothy was happy to be idle. She lay on the soft sofa, watching TV while teasing her Little Ati.
She took out a bunch of soul shard materials that she had bought in the market before, and then kneaded these strangely shaped soul shards into the shape of Little Ati, and finally threw them one by one into the air.
The Little Ati, Buster, who had rarely awakened from her slumber, was now incredibly agile, jumping up and down, capturing the soul Little Atithrown out by her master.
Clearly, those so-called 'Little Ati' were actually much larger than the palm-sized Little Ati, but Buster ate one Little Ati after another, happily. The Little Ati's dark and shiny fur became even smoother, and the white fur on her chest and four paws became even purer.
As a spirit race, soul shards were Buster's best cat food. Only by absorbing enough soul energy could Little Ati's spirituality grow better, but this cat food was really a bit expensive.
When Little Ati's belly was also full and she could no longer jump, Dorothy put away the remaining cat food, picked up Little Ati and put her on her lap, stroking Little Ati's fur.
"Purr."
Buster enjoyed her master's caress while making a comfortable purring sound, and soon fell asleep again.
She was still too young and needed to sleep for a long time to grow faster. The "cat food" she had just eaten also needed to be absorbed faster and better during sleep.
"Is that Psychic Staff?"
Sophia, who had completed the cleaning work, walked to the sofa again with a big belly. She lay lazily on the other side, and then looked at the kitten on the Young Miss's lap with some curiosity, her eyes filled with surprise.
Psychic Staff was really too rare. Not to mention her, even teachers like Apex Witch didn't have it.
"Yeah, I was lucky."
Feeling Angel Witch's envious gaze, Dorothy grinned smugly.
"Tsk."
Sophia clicked her tongue unhappily, wanting to hit someone.
This Young Miss was really too mean, making her itchy.
However, she also remembered something at this time, so she summoned a Little Angel. This palm-sized Little Angel then flew to Dorothy and signaled her to reach out.
Dorothy, who didn't know why, did so, and then she watched in horror as this Little Angel, who was clearly only the size of a palm, spat out an egg that was the size of a basketball from her mouth.
"Ah, this..."
The huge unknown egg that still had unknown mucus on it fell into Dorothy's hands, making her almost instinctively want to throw it away, but she finally forcibly resisted this instinct.
"What is this?"
She looked up at the Angel Witch opposite her.
Sophia gently stroked the Little Angel, who was obviously a little listless after giving birth to the egg, and then answered Dorothy's question.
"This is an Armor Beast egg. Young Miss, your birthday is in a few days, right? This is the birthday gift that the teacher originally prepared for you. Young Miss, you don't have your own battle robe yet, do you? You sign a familiar contract with her. She will become your exclusive battle robe in the future."
"Armor Beast?"
Dorothy was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what it was, after all, she had not spent so many years in the Great Library for nothing.
The so-called Armor Beast seemed to be a magical native species from a strange world conquered by Witches. The unique power system of that world was various magical animals that could turn into magical armor. The locals signed contracts with these magical animals called Armor Beast, and then wore the armor transformed by the Armor Beastto fight.
After the Demonesses conquered this world, the Armor Beasts naturally couldn't escape the fate of being studied. The conclusion was that these Armor Beasts were initially just magical creatures born with advanced Deformation abilities. However, this advanced Deformationwas incomplete, seemingly only able to transform into various types of armor.
However, after all, this power system had developed in that small world for many years. After generations of evolution, all the Armor Beasts did have some unique advantages, which greatly interested those Research Witches.
Originally, the Armor Beasts were too weak for the Demonesses. The extraordinary armor they evolved into was vulnerable to the Demonesses. Even the top so-called God-level Armor Beasts in that world could barely withstand a few Forbidden Spells from a Great Witch.
However, because they were interested in this unique ecosystem, some Research Witches eventually excitedly dragged the God-level Armor Beast, known as the Mother of All Beasts and the source of the Armor Beasts, into the laboratory.
Then, before long, the activated battle robe system in the Demonesses' battle robe system had an Armor Beast branch in addition to the original Psychic battle robe.
The Armor Beasts that had been adjusted and cultivated by Demonesses' technology were not comparable to the original version. Instead, they were upgraded into special Familiars that were very useful even for Demonesses.
In short, this was a kind of living battle robe with the potential for growth, able to grow together with its master.
Armor Beast battle robes became a hot-selling item once they were released. After all, just like the Psychic Staff, Psychic battle robes were hard to come by, and most Demonesses could not possibly own them. However, Armor Beasts could be artificially bred and reproduced. Although they were a bit expensive, at least you could buy them if you had money. Who wouldn't want a cute Familiar that could both protect you and be petted?
Like Psychic battle robes, Armor Beasts could be specially evolved to suit the needs of their masters. After growing to the so-called ultimate form, Armor Beasts were definitely not inferior to the top master-customized version of the Demonesses' battle robes, and even surpassed them in terms of cooperation, comparable to top Psychic battle robes.
It's just that cultivating an Armor Beast of that level was actually more expensive than directly commissioning a master to customize one. Moreover, evolution was risky, and it was normal for them to grow crookedly. Also, once an Armor Beast recognized its master, it would only serve that one master for life, and the beast would die when the master died, making it impossible to pass it on to future generations.
Therefore, one of these two types of battle robes was paid in installments, with a high-risk, high-reward evolution process and a pet attached, while the other was a clear transaction with stable quality and inheritance. If you were lucky, you could also cultivate psychic abilities. It was up to the Demonesses to choose.
In the past, Dorothy had no choice. She couldn't afford either of them.
She didn't expect that a precious Armor Beast egg would be placed directly in front of her now.
Moreover...
"Good fellow, it's still a God's egg. Is this the offspring of that Armor Beast Mother?"
Dorothy sensed the powerful magic power in the egg in her hand and was also surprised.
Although, after the Demonesses' technical adjustments, theoretically all Armor Beast eggs could grow to the final ultimate form, just like theoretically all Demonesses could grow into the King of Witches. The old future can be expected.
In fact, the better the bloodline of the Armor Beast, the easier it was to grow, the fewer resources it needed for growth, and the less likely it was to deviate from the direction of evolution.
And the more mixed the bloodline of the Armor Beast, the more you should bet on your luck. Although most people would raise them crookedly, there were always a few Emperors of Europe who could raise top-quality ones, right?
Dorothy could now clearly feel that the grade of the egg in her hand was extraordinary.
"Yes, it is a second-generation bloodline. My Angela is the child of Teacher Youfeiliya's Armor Beast Dorag, and this one that Miss is holding is Angela's child. Angela has just reached adulthood, and this is her first child."
Sophia nodded and explained.
"Although Armor Beasts can split and lay eggs when they reach adulthood, except for that Armor Beast Mother, only the first child of all other Armor Beasts will not be downgraded, and subsequent offspring will be downgraded by one level. Moreover, this method of splitting and laying eggs is quite costly to Armor Beasts. Miss, you should also pay attention in the future."
However, Dorothy looked at the precious Armor Beast egg in her hand and hesitated.
Although it was given by her own mother, her relationship with this biological mother was really a bit complicated. Her personality, which didn't like owing people things, relapsed.
She didn't know how to repay Youfeiliya's kindness for giving birth to her. If she owed more now, she wouldn't know what to do in the future? The more she owed, the harder it would be for her to break free from her mother's embrace and gain freedom in the future.
Sophia also saw her thoughts, curled her lips, and was even more speechless at this pretentious Miss.
"Anyway, the thing has already been given to you. Teacher also said that this is just her birthday gift to her daughter as a mother. It is her compensation for not personally taking care of you when you grew up. You don't need to feel burdened by it. It's okay if you accept it, and it's okay if you take it out and sell it. She won't interfere with your decision."
After saying that, the pure white girl couldn't help but feel sad again. She got up and left, returning to her room.
Little Witch is gnawing on lemons.
On the sofa, Dorothy thought for a while, and finally sighed. She forced a few drops of blood from her fingertips with magic power, and then pressed her bleeding fingertip on the Armor Beast egg in front of her, drawing a magic circle on the eggshell.
This was a Familiar contract.
"I, in the name of Dorothy Youfeiliya Yemengade Nidhogg, make a contract with you. Awaken, my Familiar, I bestow upon you the name—Fafna."
Along with the solemn announcement, the Armor Beast egg in her hand cracked, and a young figure appeared from inside, staring at her curiously with big watery eyes, and then let out its first cry upon arriving in this world.
"Roar."
A childish dragon roar echoed in the room.