"Oh my good sister, are you sure you didn't mix up these two pieces of news?"
Dorothy widened her eyes, looked at Denisha in front of her with some horror, and then asked hesitantly.
What a joke, how can we fight like this? This feels just like a Brave finding his long-lost dad after a lifetime search, only to discover that the Devil King sitting on the throne in the deepest part of the Demon King's Castle is his own father?
The homebody witch couldn't help but feel powerless to make a retort for a moment.
What kind of third-rate author wrote this clichéd plot? These days, this kind of storyline is outdated, isn't it? If today's protagonist really had a Devil King father, they might just abandon their Brave identity and defect to the opposite side to become a second-generation demon.
Readers nowadays love those kinds of stories, you failure.
However, Dorothy pondered meticulously for a moment and suddenly had an epiphany.
