It was evening.
The house of the seven dwarfs was brightly lit.
They had worked all day and were enjoying their dinner when cheerful songs drifted from the wooden house.
Linghu Lan couldn't figure out which time period it was or which era the dwarfs she had encountered. She pushed open the door and went inside, and the singing stopped abruptly.
"A witch?"
"Are you a witch? How dare you come into our room!"
Linghu Lan smiled slightly, then swiftly drew a dagger and kidnapped the eldest dwarf—the true form of the other dwarves. "Hand over your fire boots!"
The seven dwarfs were all completely bewildered.
What???
areoukidding?
You, a witch, dare to rob the Fire Boots? Are you out of your mind?
These thoughts passed by in an instant, and then, one of the dwarves was overjoyed.
"You actually dared to ask for the fire boots, hahaha! Alright, brothers, take the fire boots down from the wall and let her taste their power."
"To be honest, I disagree with what you're saying. You're making the Fire Boots sound so powerful that they'll scare the witch away, and then we won't be able to rescue our boss!"
"Yes, that's right. We should exaggerate the functionality of the fire boots to make them less effective, so we can fool the witch."
Linghu Lan stared silently at the oldest dwarf, "When you had a split personality, didn't you ever consider eliminating the silly ones?"
The elderly dwarf: "..." Is there any choice in this matter? Besides, we are all of the same origin, why are we so eager to harm each other?
No matter what, the Fire Boots eventually ended up in Linghu Lan's hands. The moment she received the Fire Boots, a soul-wrenching pain swept through her entire body from her fingertips.
The air in front of her suddenly became turbulent, forming a vortex that mirrored the face of the sea witch. Terrified expressions filled the surrounding faces as she screamed, "What are you doing?"
Linghu Lan brandished the fire boots in her hand, "I'm ending the darkness!"
"How do you want to end this!" the witch demanded fiercely, as if Linghu Lan's possession of the fire boots was a colossal sin and betrayal.
Linghu Lan exhaled softly, a slight smile playing on her lips, "Of course, I'll burn myself to death!"
"No, you can't burn yourself, you selfish wretch! You'll burn me too! I've been so good to you, and you're so ungrateful!" A long string of profanities came out of the witch's mouth without changing, and the dwarves around her were stunned.
"Her vocabulary is quite extensive!"
"More than 100 languages were used, of which more than 90 were dialects."
“The witch has definitely traveled more places than we have. I’ve said it before, we can’t just focus on mining, we should go out and explore the world.”
"Yes, I agree!"
Linghu Lan: "..."
True. Steel Straight Dwarf...
After she had vented her anger, the sea witch took a breath and asked fiercely, "How did you know? I didn't tell you anything."
"No, you've said enough." Linghu Lan smiled, letting out a long sigh of relief. Finally, she could see the witch was anxious. So, one must take revenge, otherwise you won't know how satisfying revenge can be.
"What did I say? You cunning fellow."
Linghu Lan calmly said, "From the first time I met you, you called me the Princess and the Pea and said we were equally ugly. You spoke as if we had known each other for thousands of years, definitely not just for a few minutes. You also said that the Evil Queen was created for me and that her goal was to become the most beautiful woman in the world. I want to become the most beautiful woman in the world. Isn't that the Princess and the Pea's obsession?"
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