Otaku Witch-Chapter 1511 - 815: Humiliation

"No matter how excellent I am, I’m still an attendant, right? Miss, you need to be confident. An excellent attendant is like the jewels on a gown, which only further accentuate the owner’s nobility and strength."

Ruthfiel laughed as she said this.

To this, the homebody witch rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Although she didn’t quite understand the hypocritical politeness of the aristocrats, she did know that a gown wasn’t better just because it was more luxurious; it depended on whether the wearer could carry it off.

Take, for example, those expensive clothes in Senior Mia’s wardrobe. Those luxurious gowns looked elegant and dignified on the Golden Princess, but on her, Dorothy...

Well, unless she stopped hiding the Face of God, otherwise she really couldn’t pull it off; she’d look like a monkey wearing a crown—a little person flaunting wealth.

Forget it, being a little person flaunting wealth suits her well.

After all, not long ago she was just an ordinary village witch in an out-of-the-way small city, but now she not only had a long-lost mother’s billion-dollar inheritance to claim, but even her stepmother suddenly became the daughter of a wealthy family, and her good friends around her were all of extraordinary status.

Wow, a textbook "Dragon King returns" script—just thinking about it is a bit thrilling.

Dorothy suddenly found herself looking forward to the upcoming journey with the Vampire Clan.

And so, after bidding farewell to her sisters, the three homebody witches boarded the White Dragon Warship and set off from Opera Manor, flying towards the Dracula Family’s estate.

.......

The journey was a bit long, as the Dracula Estate was located on the outskirts of the city.

This naturally didn’t mean that the Dracula family was lacking in power; it was simply because every inch of Venus City’s center was worth its weight in gold, not very suitable for building a very large manor on a sky island.

After all, not everyone could be like Audrey’s family, managing the Witch Opera House and having a huge exclusive territory within the grand theater’s domain.

The population in Venus City was too high, and the location of the Inner City District appeared relatively small—though the powerful and famous aristocrats had mansions in the city center, they were just mansions. If they wanted to build huge estates, it was more convenient to go to the suburbs.

Moreover, those big families preferred a bit more privacy—the city center was somewhat noisy.

Nevertheless, since the White Dragon Warship had performance comparable to an actual warship, it didn’t take too long to reach the destination while speeding along.

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly worthy of an old aristocrat, how luxurious—the size and scale explain why it can only dock on the outskirts."

Dorothy looked from a distance at what was essentially a floating continent-sized giant sky island and couldn’t help but marvel.

The Witch’s Home Sky Island she’d spent all her savings on was just a small sky island, and the marital home her stepmother had bought before was a civilian level, yet now, in front of her, the Dracula Estate was quite over-the-top.

Hmm, how should I put this—just the area of this island is larger than Dorothy’s entire hometown, Sea Moon City.

"Tsk, this clearly exceeds the standard area for a large sky island, over ten times the limit, a clear cut case of illegal construction."

The homebody witch’s occupational hazard kicked in, and she couldn’t help but think.

According to the Witch World’s construction rules, civilian sky islands at most equate to the current Floating City level large sky islands—you can expand the interior space however you like, even renovate it into a small world, but the external space must conform to rules.

But the Dracula family was obviously way too extravagant.

Of course, though the regulations were set, whether they were followed depended on individuals.

Such minor issues as illegal construction in the Witch World were always matters of no plaintiff, no case. Besides, in the Witch World with its feudal-like social system, the Council of Sages certainly wouldn’t bother with such minor issues—these were matters for the various Lords to manage.

But if the Lords themselves were violating building laws...

Hmm, who dares to question me in my court?

However, technically, the Lords of Venus City should be two madams, so this extravagant vampire manor somewhat disrespects the Lords.

And considering that the Thirteen Vampire Clan Families were former Lords...

This is some audacious scheming.

The homebody witch pondered whether to mark this illegal manor with a few red circles.

By the way, does demolition in the Witch World require compensation?

Such a question suddenly popped into Dorothy’s mind.

And as she was lost in thought, the White Dragon Warship had already reached the dock of the gigantic sky island. Before it could get close, several vampire witches unfurled wing-like bat wings and flew towards them.

"Private territory, do not approach."

These appeared to be the estate’s guardian witches.

The homebody witch hadn’t notified or registered in advance for this visit, so she was treated as an intruder. Those guardian witches directly intercepted the White Dragon Warship.

Dorothy glanced at these guardian witches, her high Inspiration roughly allowing her to gauge their strength.

Possibly because there was a banquet scheduled for tonight, the luxurious guard setup was a bit frightening.

All of them were at least Great Witches, and the leading guardian captain was estimated to be title-level.

Tsk, having a title-level sorceress stand guard is something else.

The homebody witch couldn’t help but admit she was somewhat intimidated by this grandiose aura.

A title-level sorceress was a big deal across the Western Universe, capable of establishing a Witch Territory—like the Lord of Dorothy’s hometown, Moon Sea Territory, Aunt Haiyue was title-level.

Yet at the Dracula family, such a figure was only a guard captain?

The pinnacle of aristocracy is terrifying indeed.

Dorothy couldn’t help but recall the Angel Ancestral Court she’d previously ransacked.

Hmm, the same fallen aristocrats, Angel Witch, why are you guys so ineffective?

Seeing that they were stopped, she didn’t have any intention of forcing the White Dragon Warship through; instead, she opened the hatch, and the three flew out, putting away the warship.

Dorothy originally thought to have Alice authenticate, as the little witch was the true young mistress of the Dracula family; these guards couldn’t possibly keep their mistress from returning home.

But to her surprise, the moment the three came out, the guards didn’t look toward Alice but all focused on her, and then distinctly became respectful.

"Welcome home, Miss."

The once fierce vampire guards suddenly rolled out the welcoming carpet.

Homebody Witch: "????"

Dorothy was full of question marks.

No, you’ve got the wrong person, right? Your young mistress is Alice, I’m just an adopted outsider.

The homebody witch looked down at her sister, seeing the little witch also baffled.

But Alice, thinking for a moment, seemed to realize something, pursing her lips.

"Sister, maybe they’re just enamored with your skills."

The little witch recalled those vampire clan elders who had rushed over right after the broadcast ended to ask where sister was.

And seeing the current actions of these guards ignoring her, the real young mistress, Alice felt even more detached from this family she already felt little connection to.

Funny, they couldn’t even be bothered to pretend?

And seeing her sister’s expression, Dorothy narrowed her eyes.

She was already in a bad mood, and now, at the doorstep, the Dracula family pulled this, making her more irritable.

Although these guards seemed to flatter her, ignoring Alice made her genuinely angry.

Miss Family Hero despised anyone who dared harm her family.

But just as Dorothy was about to lose her temper, a figure stepped out faster than her.

"Haha, are you even worthy to call her Miss? Look at yourselves first."

Miss Family Hero despised anyone who dared harm her family.

But just as Dorothy was about to lose her temper, a figure stepped out faster than her.

"Haha, are you even worthy to call her Miss? Look at yourselves first."