Otaku Witch-Chapter 1448 - 791: Sisters

But what kind of name should I choose?

Miss Black Dragon fell into deep thought.

Then she recalled the existence of that thing called Martial Soul that guy had shown before, that magnificent dragon perfectly aligning with her desires.

So handsome, so cool, so beautiful, so likable.

If possible, she also wanted to become a dragon like that.

Hmm, then I’ll just use that image as my name, that way I can constantly remind myself not to forget this goal.

Miss Black Dragon began to attempt describing the appearance of that broken White Dragon King in words.

This was actually quite difficult, after all, in dragon language, there were no words to describe beauty, only more abstract descriptions, like powerful, great, fear-inducing.

It couldn’t be helped, as dragons represent animalistic instincts, and in the law of natural selection, survival of the fittest, strength equates to beauty, and beauty equates to strength.

Following this logic, the "most beautiful" name in dragon language was left with only one.

Nidhogg.

It means a terrifying devourer, a malicious attacker, a spreader of despair.

This is the most vile name, and also the most beautiful name.

"Hmm, it’s a good name, from now on, I am called Nidhogg."

In this Spirit World unknown to anyone, Miss Black Dragon thus decided on her name, though she might not live up to it now, so she dared not speak it aloud, but one day, this name would echo throughout the world.

......

Meanwhile, in another cavern where various treasures pile up like mountains, countless gold coins gleaming, a group of vicious-looking female thieves carefully watched the girl seated at the head.

Only after the girl put down the mirror with a smile did a graceful thief cautiously step forward to ask.

"Boss, are we still going to act according to the plan tomorrow?"

"Don’t worry, once that old hag brings the ransom, we’ll act immediately and take her down, and the entire kingdom will be yours, boss."

"Exactly, boss, don’t you worry, since that old thing doesn’t plan to pass the throne to you, we’ll just snatch that perch from her."

The thieves in the cave responded like this.

However, after putting down the mirror, Artie’s smile gradually faded, and upon seeing her unsmiling face, the thieves who had been clamoring suddenly fell silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"So, in order to get what you want, you have to deceive and scheme against even your closest ones, is it really worth it?"

Artie asked such a question.

But the cave remained silent, the thieves looked at her with nothing but fear in their eyes.

And to this, Artie was silent.

She had always been trying to deceive herself, persuading herself to harden her heart, but now she felt a bit dispirited.

After a long while, she sighed, walked out of the cave, and looked up at the sky.

And above her head, in the high heavens, a vast Sky Island cast a dark shadow that covered the sky and sun, like the supreme majesty of the rulers known as witches.

This is the Witch World.

The Witch World under the radiance of the Divine King.

Also, the Witch World where mortals are like ants.

Artie reached out towards the high-up Sky Island, someday, she too would have the power to block out the sky with one hand.

Not far away, a tall woman was slowly approaching.

"Thirty-Nine People Guild, I am Emora, I have brought the ransom you wanted, release my sister."

This mortal Female Knight came to the Thieves’ Den alone, saying this.

... Homebody Witch sleeping soundly...