The witch and her hapless little bastard

Chapter 1

The Dragon Mountain Range, as the name suggests, is a forbidden zone of life, a territory occupied by giant dragons of higher races.

The female red dragon Moira just woke up from her slumber, and her two eggs were already on the verge of cracking their shells.

Two dragon eggs at once!This is the highest record of the Dragon Clan in the past 50 years. The Dragon Emperor even personally commended it. Moira is very proud of it. After the long incubation period, it is rare to come out to bask in the sun.

"Roar--"

Moira gave a long and joyful howl.

Moments later, roars came from all over the mountain range one after another.A metal dragon flew from the west direction, and Moira knew her name, the young female dragon Rhinedina, the object of pursuit of the young dragons in the clan, they were not very familiar with each other.

Rhinetina galloped over, hovered in the sky, and asked her loudly: "Moira! Has your child hatched, what are you doing out at this time?"

Moira frowned at her disrespectful tone.

"Not yet, come out to bask in the sun, what's the matter? Is the dragon clan going to perish, and you dare to stop on top of my head."

Rhinetina spat out a stream of air from her nostrils in disdain.

"Tch! If it weren't for the fact that you gave birth to two children, I wouldn't care about your life or death. The Wenxin witch in the south raised and killed a large number of things, and she was about to take advantage of the higher races. At this time, you Wake up, guess if she will come to see you?"

"Damn!"

Hearing this, Moira's expression changed, and she flapped her wings.

"You better not lie to me, Rhinetina."

She took a hard look at the metal dragon in the air, and because of the reputation of that witch, she was about to take her two dragon eggs to other places to take shelter, when a hearty, nightmare-like laugh came from beside her ears, and the air A black mist that frightened the creatures on the mainland gradually formed.

"Moira! Long time no see, has the dragon egg hatched?"

Rhinetina cast a sympathetic look, directly used blood magic, and escaped after a few flashes.

Moira's face stiffened.

"...Long time no see, Your Excellency Lilith, it's still too early for the dragon eggs to hatch. How are you doing?"

Calling "you" to a three-hundred-year-old junior is something that Moira feels extremely ashamed of.

But even if Lilith Wenxin was riding on her head, she didn't dare to make a sound, and this half-elf had really done this before.

"Oh, it's not very good." The black mist condensed and appeared, and the man in the mist sighed.

The face that appeared in front of Moira was still the face that everyone on the continent was familiar with.Ordinary people may not be able to say the name of the current Dragon Emperor, but when it comes to "that southern witch", everyone can say her name reflexively.

Supporting a surname with her own strength, she is the first foreigner to settle in the Dragon Mountains in thousands of years, and the most powerful witch in the mainland today.

— Lilith Wensing.

Compared with her reputation of stopping children from crying at night, Witch Wenxin's appearance can be said to be harmless to humans and animals.The blood of the human witch clan makes her thin and small, and the characteristics of the longevity species make her not old, and she looks like the kind of person who is easy to bully.

Of course, all adventurers know that when going out, be careful of old people, children and women who look weak.

When the dark purple wizard robe is lifted, one can see the slightly brown skin and platinum-blonde long hair underneath. The long ears turn black from end to end, which is a typical feature of dark elves. There is a bright red complex tattoo on the left face, which is half The elf's mark of shame.

However, the most conspicuous feature of Witch Wenxin is her eyes.

"Once you meet the eyes of the Witch of the South, the curse will follow you wherever you go."

It is said that once in an experiment, the witch lost one eye, and for a long time she had only one eye.

Later, when she was about 120 years old, she launched a bloody hunt among various races, and created a false eye for herself. part of the ability.

This eye was named "Angel Eye" by the witch.

At this time, Lilith was showing off her pure white eyes, staring at the huge pupils of the red dragon:

"Oh, it's not very good! The metal dragon told you just now, the new batch of things I raised recently all died again. What do you think is going on? I didn't feed them poison, My healing potions are also recognized as top-notch, why can't they survive?"

Moira cursed in her heart:

Let's get rid of that poisonous fog around your house.

"I think it must be because they are not strong enough." Lilith sincerely regarded Moira as half a friend. After all, they have known each other for a long time, which is rare. The others either had bad relationships or died.

"After thinking about it, I think it might be better to raise higher races. But you also know that the fertility rate of your higher races is too low, so I can't speak up. Now it's not a coincidence, you gave birth to two, We have such a good relationship, you don't mind giving me a raise."

No, I don't mind.

Moira rolled her eyes slowly, wondering if it was too late to pretend she had Alzheimer's.

"I think," after a while, under the gaze of the witch's smiling angel eyes, the red dragon still had to speak and found a reason, "You don't want my child."

"Why?" Lilith asked curiously.

"Because my two children are pure blood." Moira has never been so grateful that she did not mess around outside, but married another unknown red dragon father and gave birth to an heir.

As we all know, Witch Wenxin, who is a half-blood half-elf, doesn't like pure blood.

"Ah, have you actually changed your gender?" The witch was really disappointed, but she still didn't give up, "Take me to see, maybe some race that is good at illusion has deceived you. You know that my appraisal skill is very high. .”

Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, Moira still had to take Lilith to her lair.

The well-informed Witch Wenxin saw at a glance that the two eggs were about to hatch.

"Moira, you really don't care about being a mother. You have to be meticulous in raising things, understand? Meticulous. They are obviously about to break their shells."

Lilith was in high spirits, and when she raised her hand, a burst of radiance fell, and the white light of the identification technique fell on the two dragon eggs.

The witch squatted on the ground in a disfigured manner, staring at the egg, and did not speak for a long while.

Moira began to get nervous:

Could it be, could it be that it was really not pure blood?

After an unknown amount of time, one of the dragon eggs shook.

The witch exclaimed in surprise:

"Moira! It's about to break its shell! I've identified them for you. They're all pure blood. You're welcome. The Dragon King will definitely be very happy."

Yes, Moira breathed a sigh of relief, and I'm happy too, because you won't take the child away.

Although she doesn't like pure blood, but due to the friendship between herself and Moira, Lilith decided to stay and witness the sacred moment when this new life breaks out of its shell. This is a dragon newcomer.

The cracking of the shell was very slow, and the dragon egg was hard, and only a few cracks appeared when it was shaking.

Normally speaking, it takes three to five days for a young dragon to break out of its shell on its own. For the dragon clan, it is just a flick of a finger.

But Witch Wenxin has no such patience.

After waiting for a while, she stood up, patted the non-existent dust on the corner of her robe, and said to the dragon egg:

"It's too slow. It has been eaten in the wild. Let me help you. If your aptitude is good enough, I will allow you to recognize me as your godmother."

Under Moira's tacit gaze, the witch tore open a crack in space, and pulled out a bunch of things from the alien space.

In this world, only a few people like her and the Dragon Emperor dare to do this, keeping their wealth in the endless turbulence of space.

Although Witch Wenxin's behavior is treacherous and her temperament is unpredictable, her witchcraft strength is unquestionable. Being able to receive the blessing of a powerful witch before she was born is a rare blessing even for the Dragon Clan.

Under the guidance of Wu Li, the on-site deployment began directly in the air. Colorful materials flew around dazzlingly, and after being synthesized into a pile of golden powder, the witch sprinkled it on the eggshell and disappeared.

Moira sighed from the side:

The extremely difficult eighth-level prayer technique is as simple as an apprentice's trick in the hands of Witch Wenxin.

Lilith prayed silently in her heart.

[Pray to the source of witchcraft and the god of elves, and wish the daughter of Moira Outrehill III to grow into a strong leader leading the new direction of the dragon clan and recast the glory of the dragon clan thousands of years ago. ...

By the way, I would like to add another prayer, wishing Lilith Wenxin, to find something that can feed her as soon as possible, animals and plants are fine, and of course it is best to be a race that can communicate...]

On the dragon egg, strange golden lines emerged along the cracks, exuding divine light, gradually filling the entire cave, and spreading out unstoppably.

This is a sign that the prayer technique is effective. The brighter the light, the more likely the prayer content will be successful.

Moira's eyes widened.

This is the biggest prayer she has ever seen in her long life.

"What exactly did you pray for?!"

The dragon's eyes were blinded by the golden light, Moira finally couldn't help shouting.

——However, no one answered her.

The golden light dissipated, and a dozen dragon clan gathered outside to watch the excitement after hearing the news.Moira opened her aching eyes to find—

Witch Wenxin and her great dragon egg were gone.

……

When she was swallowed by the golden light of prayer and found that her witchcraft could not function, Lilith let out an "ahhh" in her heart.

It's over, is it because the content of my prayer is too outrageous that the prayer technique directly explodes? In that case, where is it outrageous? Is it too unrealistic for this little red dragon to lead the renaissance of the dragon clan? Something to keep alive?

Either way is sad.

I can't see anything in front of my eyes, I can only feel the turbulent flow of space cutting through my body.Although she looks weak, Lilith's body is actually very strong, she just loves her clothes:

That was her favorite wizard robe!

Gradually losing the concept of time, after getting used to the turbulent flow of space, it feels like lying on the grassland and blowing the wind, which is quite comfortable. To Lilith, the sharp turbulent current is just the tip of the grass gently scratching her skin.

Scratch and scrape, the witch fell asleep.

It's really boring here... outrageous, how can the lazy dragons sleep for so long.

After an unknown amount of time, Lilith was finally awakened by a faint light.

Great, where are you going, the forest of elves or the city of giants?

The room that gradually appeared in front of me looked like a simple commoner family in the human kingdom, with gray walls and red tiles, and a pile of thatch in the corner.

At the same time, a strange voice sounded like a necromancer with a burned throat.

[Welcome, player number seven.The identities you randomly draw are:

witch. 】

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