Hattie nodded in agreement.

Of course, what she agreed with was not her niece's idea of ​​getting a glimpse of Dorothy's beauty. What the werewolf elder agreed with was that it was a wonderful game.

A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door.

Ordinary witches would only pay attention to how powerful the final soul-suppressing gun in the hands of the clown just now was, but Hattie was looking at the otaku witch's terrifyingly solid level of combat arts.

This is the appreciation of fellow warrior gods.

After that, everyone had a long chat. Because Cassandra, the daughter of a top socialite, was the stage, the chat was quite enjoyable anyway.

Hattie talked about the frontline battlefield, Alice was very interested in it, and Dorothy also listened with interest.

The newly joined Sharon also talked about her wild hunting home icefield. The home witch was very interested in this. She thought that she might be able to travel there when she had time after graduation.

After all, although the witch has the power to control the weather, it is easy to play in the snow, but the boundless natural snowfield still depends on nature. Unless a big shot like a sage takes action, man-made ones will never be able to compete with nature.

uncanny workmanship.

Besides, Sharon has been doing tourism activities there recently and is very welcoming to foreign witches. After all, the local witch hunters, who are generally tall, find it quite interesting when they see the short foreign witches.

Hehe, cute little potato.

Dorothy rubbed the head of her sister next to her, and then smiled.

But a dragon witch like her can't be called Little Potato when the time comes. What should she be called?

Well, in short, she just wanted to see the snowfield style. She heard that there were a lot of witch hunts there, so she wanted to see them.

Although Miss Sharon's figure is really great, she is only slightly inferior to Senior Mia. (You can refer to Black Gun Daida)

Ahem, I thought wrongly, I thought wrongly, I have to punish myself with a drink.

Dorothy quickly took a sip of the milk tea she just ordered in front of her.

This milk tea shop is opened by a Milotaur witch, also commonly known as the Minotaur Witch. Anyway, the shop owner is wearing black and white overalls. She is very energetic, and her figure is so explosive that it makes people unable to stop.

Look at the level of challenge there.

So, this milk tea is absolutely authentic. I don’t know what kind of milk it is, but the fragrance of milk overflows and leaves a fragrance on my lips and teeth. It makes Dorothy’s chef soul move. I really want to talk to the shop owner to have an in-depth exchange of milk tea recipes.

only.......

Just as a few people were happily drinking tea and chatting, there was a commotion not far from downstairs.

This immediately raised Dorothy's vigilance. She thought it was the audience from the Dragon Cry Arena who had chased them out, but after taking a closer look, she felt relieved.

There seemed to be some sort of protest march over there, which probably had nothing to do with her.

However, it should be said that it is indeed a protest march by witches. The quality of these people is quite high, and they are all beautiful women.

Dorothy was sipping milk tea while looking at the parade downstairs.

The average appearance of this group of parade witches is really scary.

If divided according to the six-level beauty standards of beautiful, very beautiful, extremely beautiful, Qingguoqingcheng, Chen Yuluoyan, and Dorothy, the calm appearance of these protesting witches can reach extremely beautiful.

degree.

Well, Night City's reputation as a city of art is certainly not justified. Indeed, the most valuable thing is beauty.

The otaku witch sighed with emotion.

However, perhaps noticing Dorothy's gaze, Cassandra, as the atmosphere adjuster, also turned her attention downstairs.

"Over there, Ye Mei Club has closed down, so the artists who signed contracts with it, the Witches, are protesting."

The werewolf lady just took one look and understood, and then said this.

"Night Charm Club?"

Dorothy scratched her head. She had never heard of this name.

"Sir, it is actually a celebrity agent club. If you want to hang out in Night City, most of them need to join various similar clubs."

On the side, Miss Sharon explained to her confused boss in time.

After hearing the explanation, the otaku witch immediately understood.

Well, sure enough, no matter what world you are in, it is not easy to be a star. It is not simply that you can become famous and have a good meal if you have talent... right?

Dorothy was troubled when she thought of her growing damn fame.

What she avoided until then was also what many people dreamed of.

If those witches who come to Night City to pursue their dreams of becoming stars want to survive in this bright and bustling city, they must join these clubs, and then slowly rely on the club's platform and packaging.

rise.

However, can a club like this be closed down these days? Obviously the girls protesting below all seem pretty good. If they are trained well, they won’t go bankrupt, right?

The otaku witch thought with some curiosity.

Well, there is really someone who can do this kind of business with enough skills, but it has gone bankrupt. What a talent.

And just as she was thinking this, Cassandra silently made a stab.

"Ye Mei Club is actually one of the biggest clubs in Night City. Their boss behind them is the Thirteenth Clan of the Blood Clan..."

Dorothy: "..."

The house witch suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She was already a little embarrassed to look at the protesting witches below.

Ah this...
Chapter completed!