Capítulo 1341: Chapter 745: Gluttons’ Gaze

Although the banquet hall had already been turned into a conference room, where the bigwigs of Night City were seriously discussing how to upgrade the city’s defense, aside from those who held real power, there were still quite a few other people in the hall.

For example, the relatives of the bigwigs who came to attend the banquet, some socialites who, although didn’t hold much power, had decent social status, and of course, people like Dorothy who purely came to freeload on food and drinks.

Even though they were actually supposed to be the main characters of this banquet.

However, now everyone’s attention was drawn away by Miss Phantom Thief, leaving only a few who still cared about Dorothy and the others, who were the tools for holding this banquet.

Of course, the homebody witch herself was quite pleased with this, as she never liked being too much in the spotlight, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hmm, now it’s time for me, the Freeloader Ghost, to have fun.

A banquet naturally wouldn’t be complete without various fine wines, gourmet foods, and beautiful people.

And since the beauties were all rather busy, Dorothy had no choice but to comfort herself with some fine wines and gourmet foods.

Of course, generally speaking, the food at these banquets was more for decoration, as the guests were all wearing exquisite gowns and makeup, making it inconvenient to eat. One careless move could stain the clothes or ruin the makeup, which would be quite embarrassing.

Moreover, some ladies, for a better body curve, would wear corsets, tightly cinching their waists, making it even harder to eat properly.

These are the costs of beauty and decorum.

And both are necessities for an average witch in this art capital, Night City, to live decently.

However, Dorothy was merely a tourist. She’s not in the entertainment circle, so these unspoken social rules of Night City have very limited constraint on her.

Hmm, happiness is all that matters.

So, the homebody witch looked at her sisters around her and found that everyone was intently listening to the meeting content of those Night City bigwigs, while she was not so interested. After listening for a while, she felt a bit bored.

“Calm as Still Water, activate.”

Dorothy’s lips moved slightly, and then her entire being spread out like an ink painting, becoming completely lacking in presence.

She had completed the invisibility technique of disappearing presence.

And in her original spot, a lifelike phantom of the homebody witch remained seated there, occasionally nodding, looking like she was also seriously listening to the meeting like her sisters.

As for herself?

Let’s eat, let’s eat.

An absent presence, Dorothy quickly dashed to the table filled with various gourmet foods and wines, rubbing her hands together like a fly, ready to feast heartily.

It’s worth saying that the food in this high-level banquet hall, gathering all the bigwigs, was truly remarkable. All were costly fine wines and rare ingredients, something an average witch might not afford even a casual bite of with a month’s salary, but in such a place, these were merely decorative accompaniments, not worthy of even a second glance from the upper-crust guests.

Generally, these untouched gourmet foods and wines at the banquets would be disposed of, as they’re not something that could be recycled or reused. As for how they were disposed of…

They were usually eaten by servants or other staff, or the perfectly presentable foods were resold to others. There’s even a specialized trade for collecting leftovers from the banquets of the wealthy, reportedly a highly profitable industry.

But today, those people might end up disappointed, because Dorothy was on the move.

“Quite impressive, Night City’s chefs have some skills. Although many of the dishes still use the foundational techniques from the Witch of the Forest’s gourmet spell, the casting methods and rhythm have their own unique interpretation, not like those dummies who can only rigidly use fixed spells.”

The homebody witch commented as she ate.

She still had a metal mask covering the lower half of her face, but at this moment Fafnir thoughtfully split the mask apart, turning it into a “sharp-toothed mask” that could open and close with her chin.

This pleased Dorothy greatly, and she reached into her pocket, pulled out a handful of witch gold coins, brought them to her mouth, and with the opening and closing of the “sharp-toothed mask,” these coins disappeared. At the same time, the homebody witch felt the excitement and joy from the armored beast robe on her body.

Sigh, this little gold-devouring beast, truly one that is loved yet hated.

And just after feeding Fafnir, her shoulder’s little black cat Buster wasn’t having it, adorably meowing and rubbing its furry head against Dorothy’s face.

“Alright, alright, I haven’t forgotten you, here’s your favorite soul fish treat.”

The homebody witch reluctantly pulled out a handful of “cat food” from her pocket.

Sigh, to think once upon a time Dorothy was also a person of stature, but now she can only skim off others’ food and drink because of these two gold-devouring beasts.

Hmm, compared to these two gold-devouring beasts, Zero was still the best—loyal, obedient, and thrifty.

While petting the cat, Dorothy thought fondly of her mechanical girl at home.

Even though Zero’s upgrade path to fortress or warship mode was the most gold-consuming, for now, her makeshift ragged appearance could still make do, making her far more worry-free than Buster and Fafnir, who needed to be fed on time each day.