It's just....
Thinking about how I just acted in front of Alice, Dorothy couldn't help but scratch her cheek, feeling a bit awkward.
Damn, that little girl was definitely laughing at me secretly just now. But I'll admit, her restraint has improved, not laughing out loud. But why hasn't she left yet after the meeting? Is she here just to laugh at me?
At that moment, the homebody witch's eyes slightly narrowed.
If that silly sister dares laugh now, she'll definitely understand what it means to face the authority of the elder sister.
At the door, the little witch inexplicably sensed a chill, shivered slightly, but her thick nerves didn't take it seriously, thinking that the Underworld Faction's territory lived up to its name, cold like the world after death, with a perpetual eerie chill.
Probably because the Torture Department next door spreads its gloomy atmosphere over here.
Thinking of the Torture Department made Alice's expression slightly somber.
