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I’m sorry, I’ve intruded, I’ll take my leave.

Looking at Ibuki Yuuki seated at the main spot, Dorothy instinctively wanted to turn around and flee, while feeling a bit puzzled.

Could it be that my Observing Qi Technique failed?

She had clearly used the Observing Qi Technique before coming up the mountain this time, confirmed that those nine Dragon Vein Kin were not in this direction, yet it seems she still couldn’t avoid them.

“Young Lady, this Miss Oiran is not real, she is a projection constructed by Illusion Technique.”

Beside her, Sophia transmitted her voice to her own young lady.

Although Miss Oiran’s illusion is very skillful, it could not escape the scrutiny of her Jade Level Eye of Fate.

“Senior Sister, the entire building is filled with traces of illusion techniques.”

Audrey’s fox doll also jumped to Dorothy’s ear and whispered.

Even though the Little Fox came to learn Puppetry Technique, her primary faction has always been the Mental Faction, after all, both Succubi and Nine-Tailed Foxes are masters of illusion techniques.

Of course, even without her sisters’ reminders, after the initial shock, Dorothy had already noticed something was off about the Oiran in front of her.

She opened her Heavenly Eye, looked up at the sky, and once again confirmed that the tail of the Eight-Headed Giant Serpent was still in the direction of Flower Street, so naturally, even if this Fiendish Courtesan was not a fake, she was certainly not the real body.

Upon closely observing the state of the Fiendish Courtesan, the homebody witch also discovered that the opponent seemed to merge into the entire building.

“Mirage Tower? Fata Morgana?”

She pondered slightly, suddenly understanding.

Perhaps such incredibly realistic illusion is indeed the ability of the Monster Mirage Tower.

Nevertheless, the homebody witch felt somewhat embarrassed, as she had freeloaded twice at the same place, always pulling wool from the same sheep, which makes her a bit uncomfortable.

While she was awkwardly hesitating whether to turn back in disgrace, the voice transmission from Miss Oiran reached her ears.

“Please come over and take a seat, Master.”

Dorothy’s Calm as Still Water could deceive the Hyakki, but it could not fool the eyes of the Peak Witch, Ibuki Yuuki.

Though Miss Oiran was surprised to see this mysterious little one again at the Hyakki banquet, considering that outsiders shouldn’t appear here, the fact was that she had come, and it wouldn’t be polite to send her away, especially since she was somewhat of a benefactor, so she chose to kindly accommodate her.

Miss Oiran was no longer in the high-class oiran costume, now wrapped tightly like a puppet.

She wore a big plaid textile on top and a red priestess skirt on the bottom, dressed loosely with her chest wide open, revealing a large area of white and a deep cleavage, yet Ibuki Yuuki didn’t care, remaining lazily lying there, as she was in her own domain without any outsiders, naturally dressing as comfortably as possible.

Evil ghosts aren’t a race known for elegance or tranquility, they are bold, uninhibited, indifferent to detail, even somewhat coarse, which are the qualities they should embody.

On Flower Street, she had to suppress her nature for disguise, but on Monster Mountain, she didn’t need to pretend, she could be herself.

Therefore, she pointed to the seat beside her and extended the invitation to the three uninvited guests.

Given her huge evil ghost physique and her position as the main seat of the banquet, her banquet table was extra large, capable of accommodating seven or eight people without crowding, now adding a few temporary guests was nothing.

After sweeping around and realizing indeed there were no other spare seats, the homebody witch had no choice but to walk forward.

Alas, she was careless, in her imagination the demon gathering would be more like a big pot dinner or barbecue party, where blending in wouldn’t stand out, but who would have thought these days that monster gatherings would be held in arranged-seat high-end restaurants.

Moreover, freeloading was just a jest, she wasn’t truly lacking those bites, she mainly infiltrated the Hyakki party to experience the legendary Hyakki Festival feel, but now it was a bit awkward.

However…

Come out, Fairy King.

To alleviate the embarrassment of being caught sneaking in, the homebody witch acted like a turtle, fearlessly invoking her Martial Soul consciousness once again.

Thus, facing Miss Oiran’s invitation, Dorothy calmly led her two sisters forward, and casually sat at the main seat, looking so composed that an outsider might mistake her for the master of the place.

“You look much better now than last time, no longer in that bitter, resentful, self-abandoning state.”

After taking a seat, the home martial soul scrutinized the Fiendish Courtesan beside her, nodded, and said.

Clearly, the Fairy King still had some resentment from the unfinished battle before.

Now, with the Ghost King’s daughter slightly released and her nature exposed, she appears more agreeable to the Fairy King’s sight.