Dorothy: "..."
Feeling a bit uneasy, Home Martial Soul was stared at by Alice's shining eyes.
"Ah, this... Could it be that my disguise has been exposed? Impossible, right? How could Alice, this weakling, possibly see through me?"
Dorothy thought to herself with some uncertainty.
Being such a cautious person, she certainly wouldn't use such a shoddy disguise like the two buffoons in front of her; her disguise was flawless.
Unlike her half-witch's real body, this Martial Soul Incarnation, both in size and strength, was more like a pure-blooded Dragon Witch, except for the battle-worn and tattered appearance which was a bit conspicuous.
But this wasn't a big issue; a bit of makeup would do the job. Just before running out of her mother's office, Dorothy had quickly cast a witch's Makeup Art on herself, now her scales were polished and waxed, smooth and bright, and even the dragon horn that had been broken on her head was repaired, making her look like a pure-blooded Dragon Witch.
