Sophia spoke helplessly.

Although after she spoke, she thought about the glorious feats of her family's young mistress and sighed again in her heart, knowing that saying it would probably be pointless.

Alas, serving such a "free" monarch is truly exhausting as a retainer.

But what can you do, it's what I chose.

It's just...

"Actually, this really is a dining table; the Round Table Knights often dined together on this in the past."

A slightly lazy mature lady's voice suddenly sounded.

Dorothy: "....."

Sophia: "...."

Mia: "....."

Even Aunt Sitle, who was happily giggling earlier, now became clear-eyed, and Hat Senior Sister perched atop the homebody witch's head raised her brim curiously.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the direction of the voice, which was around Dorothy's neck.

To be precise, it was the small Dragon Serpent Necklace hanging there.

Yemengade rarely woke up.

"Sister, you're awake."

Dorothy greeted happily,

With the ancestral elder supporting her, she proudly looked at Sophia with a "See, I was right" expression.

And for this, what could the Pure White Witch say?

She could only respond with a "Yes, yes, young mistress, you're amazing."

But since even Yemengade, a genuine member of the Round Table Knights, said so, who could refute it?

These juniors, out of respect and adoration for their ancestors, treated this significant round table as a relic, but for Lord Dragon King or Yemengade, these original knights of the round table, it might just be a dining table.

Anyway, Sophia and Senior Mia expressed they dared not object; ancestral elder, you say whatever you wish.

However, looking at the young mistress with her proud demeanor was really irritating; ancestral elder, even if affection skips a generation, you can't favor the young mistress too much.

But these thoughts can only exist mentally, as they don't dare instruct the ancestral elder or truly address each other as siblings with the carefree young mistress and ancestral elder.

"Hmm, sensing Arthur's presence, I had a bit of a nightmare, dreaming of getting pasted by Arthur all over, she's so bothersome."

The Dragon Serpent Necklace shivered, speaking with some lingering fear.

This reminded Dorothy of the time at the Yemengade family's party, when Lord Arthur's eyes lit up upon seeing their ancestral elder, apparently, Sister Arthur was very fond of Yemengade's sister.

Suddenly, a slight curve appeared at her lips, which fortunately was forcibly subdued by the Martial God's will.

Hmm, although this could cause raucous laughter, she really felt like laughing.

"Why not actually eat at this table next time? I could get a big rotating disk, speaking of which I do miss those days dining together with everyone."

Yemengade, still lazy as ever, suggested.

Her gaze indeed showed a bit of eagerness; truly, she felt Dorothy's culinary skills were worthy of the table.

The best dishes naturally require the best dining table; that makes things perfect.

Dorothy: "....."

Now it was the homebody witch's turn to sweat profusely.

No, sister, I was just casually saying, how come you're taking it seriously.

This is a symbol of the Dragon Kingdom, only during each Round Table meeting would the big shots convene around this table; if we indeed dined here, tomorrow's "Witch Daily" headline would definitely be about us.

Though no one would dare blame the ancestral elder due to her status, others might say I, the unworthy descendant, am acting arrogant due to favoritism.

Yes, yes, Sophia is right; now, whether or not I want to admit it, I am treated as the future heir of the Yemengade family outside home; my every word and action represents Mother Dragon's face, better to be cautious.

After all, Mother Dragon's motherly iron fist truly hurts.

Uh, but I've now learned Destruction Armor; wonder if that can withstand the motherly iron fist.

Such thoughts suddenly popped into Dorothy's mind.

Hmm, Mother Dragon hasn't hit me for a few days; maybe the Dragon Witch's peeling period is near.

"Sister, I don't think it's right. Hmm, next time when there's a chance to meet Lord Dragon King, we'll dine together, there's no atmosphere if it's just a few people at such a big table."

The homebody witch racked her brain and only came up with this excuse.

Yes, she could only invoke Lord Dragon King's name in an attempt to persuade her ancestral elder, who was even freer than her, to abandon her bold idea. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

And in response, the little Dragon Serpent blinked its eyes, looked adorably at the submissive young sister, and did not insist.

"Hmm, alright, let's eat next time there's a chance. I'll hide for now; later just make sure Arthur doesn't touch me, tell her I'm still asleep."

Yemengade bit its own tail again, making the linked Dragon Serpent Necklace appear inconspicuous.

Dorothy: "....."

No, sister, you want me to stop Lord Arthur?

I don't have the guts.

She silently decided that if the leader sought her out for the ancestral elder later, she would promptly hand Yemengade over to the elite.

And joking around, they had arrived at the Round Table Knights' base.

At the docking port, they landed their brooms, and then Dorothy saw Senior Mia and Aunt Sitle taking out a medal to pin on their chests, she blinked.

Hmm, that was a medal shaped like a long sword piercing through a dragon's head.

The Dragon Slayer medal on the Dragon Witch seemed a bit odd, though the Dragon Witch is a witch, not a Great Dragon; the mighty Great Dragon was subdued by Lord Dragon King.

So the Dragon Slayer medal suited perfectly.

This should be the knight's badge that Sophia mentioned earlier.

Yes, yes, this medal is huge, no, I meant the badge is really round.

Senior Mia and Aunt Sitle are radiant dragon witches filled with motherly presence; seeing them with badges on their chests truly draws one's gaze.

Indeed, it's magnificent.

Mountain peaks reach for the sky.

However, turning her head, Dorothy was surprised to find Sophia also taking out a medal to pin on her chest.

Hmm, this medal wasn't a large cup size but genuinely upright.

Ahem...

"How do you have one too?"

Dorothy blinked again, feeling a bit excluded.

"Got it when I was bored in the past; young mistress, you should go get one later. After all, the Knight Witch status is quite useful in the Dragon Kingdom, grants enforcement rights, and adds rank scores, quite high marks too."

The Pure White Witch deliberately puffed her chest seeing her young mistress's envious look and smiled while speaking.

Dorothy blinked several times and then decided to take a look later.

But speaking of rank scoring...

The homebody witch took out her identity card to check.

[Points: 666 million...]

Hmm, hadn't checked for a while, almost not far from the peak rank's requirement of ten million points.

But where did all these points come from?

The achievement of family extermination was earned, truly luxurious feats.

Ahem...

Anyway, she seemed really not short of those points; but whatever, even tiny bits count as meat, later let's check the knight's examination standards, casually earn an achievement.

Humph, if the sisters have something, I gotta have it too, not for anything else but to blend in better.

Just like that, the group walked into the Round Table Knights' base, along the way, some patrolling knight witches saw the sisters' knight badges and showed cordial expressions, while the only one without a badge, the homebody witch...

Hmm, the knight witches looked at her as if seeing a ghost, each with a shocked expression, body taut, instantly entering combat readiness mode, just like confronting the Great Demon King marching in.

Dorothy: "....."

No, am I really that frightening?

.....Clown witch shaking in anger and cold.....