Capítulo 159: 141. The Battle of Souls

An hour later, in the basement kitchen, the aroma filled the room.

Dish after dish of freshly cooked food was arranged neatly, their rich aroma making mouths water and hearts itch with anticipation.

"Witch's Preservation Spell, Modified"

Dorothy waved her hand, and invisible magic power transformed into bubbles of magic power that flew out from her hands. Each bubble precisely enveloped a pot of food, then shrank to form a thin film attached to the surface of the cookware.

"Hmm, that should do it; today's work is finished. I've dealt with the food for three meals all at once, time to make a run for it."

Although all the work was actually done by the spells, the homebody witch spent the whole time by the side, cracking seeds and teasing her cute little junior sister. But as the work neared completion, she still wiped the non-existent sweat off her forehead with a sense of ceremony, pretending she had toiled hard.