Otaku Witch-Chapter 1459 - 795: Little Tricks in the Courtroom

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Chapter 1459: Chapter 795: Little Tricks in the Courtroom

The delightful voice rang out once again, with a mischievousness that was infuriating to hear, making one want to lash out at her.

Dorothy: "...."

The homebody witch truly admitted defeat this time.

Damn, such an innocent child like her can’t compete with this experienced Demon who doesn’t even spit out bones after eating someone.

This is way too scary.

But, so this is what the Punishment of Lust entails?

It seems reasonable that the Great Demon in charge of Lust would personally carry out the punishment.

Moreover, I’ve heard that there indeed is such a punishment in the Abyssal Hell, where a playboy would be thrown into a den of locked up, ravenous Succubi, and then they’d be completely drained, making sure he trembles at the sight of the opposite sex for future lifetimes.

Yeah, this is indeed a rather terrifying cruel punishment, making you loathe what you once loved the most from the bottom of your heart.

And if the ordinary Punishment of Lust is already so frightening, how terrifying must the punishment be when the envoy of Lust personally takes action?

Dorothy lowered her head; if it weren’t for her Martial God’s cultivation forcibly controlling the blood flow on her face, she would’ve turned "angrily" red by now.

Alright, Artie, today’s humiliation, I’ll remember it, and I’ll definitely repay it in the future.

Of course, neither the countless livestream audience now seated in the stands, nor the sisters on the platform of the second floor knew about the "whispering" between the defendant on the stage below and the esteemed judge above.

Everyone only saw the confrontation between these two, especially the clash of their gazes, you could almost see sparks flying.

"I was just about to say this game has gotten boring. Although the lady is indeed impressive, I’m not here to see her show off; I’m here to see people suffer."

"Exactly, exactly, we were promised a Fear Lottery, now it’s turned into a show-off legend of the young lady."

"Boring, I want to see blood flow like rivers...."

......

In the Magic Network’s livestream room, the Merry Maker audience was actually getting tired of watching the level-up mini-games. Though at first surprised by how skilled this young lady was, watching someone competent for too long with nothing being difficult for her gets dull, so comments like this suddenly started to proliferate.

But now.....

"Alright, this is it, this is what I want to see."

"Wow, Miss Phantom Thief, you’re a genius, I love watching women fight."

"Yes, yes, that’s the essence, even heroes can’t resist beauty’s barriers, even The Third King is like this, I don’t believe the lady can mow down everything this time."

"Waaah, can I join too? I also like the young lady."

"Hilarious, normies be damned, hahaha....."

....

The screen was filled with such cheerful comments.

Merry Makers, who likes watching someone show off? They love watching infighting.

Though Dorothy couldn’t hear the viewer’s voices that were like a surging tsunami, she still composed herself, ready to face the challenge.

Alas, the method of trying to provoke the Devil King to make a move on her failed, it’s embarrassing to directly ask Good Sister for help in such a situation, after all being bullied by the strong and chickening out are two different concepts.

As expected, it’s difficult to set a trap for the King of Conspiracies.

So there’s only one way left, she can only face the challenge straightforwardly.

What a joke, a real warrior dares to face a bleak life, what is there to fear about the Asura Field, besides, what kind of Asura Field isn’t, this is clearly all my family. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Miss Family Hero wrapped herself in the cloak of courage.

Even though her body had returned to its original state, the equipment she previously acquired for clearing stages unexpectedly remained, which truly surprised the homebody witch, but now wasn’t the time to study these things.

Let’s pass this social death stage first.

"Objection, may I ask, Your Honor, what crime have I committed?"

....Homebody witch’s objection in progress.....