Otaku Witch

In the great Duel Arena of the Armed Society, the fierce battle continued unabated, and the audience was getting fired up, starting to cheer.

"Yes, that's right, Club President! Teach this arrogant guy a lesson."

"Wah, Fairy King, why are you just dodging? Come on, fight back, show the spirit of the Duel King!"

"Give it a rest, don't be too hard on her, okay? The Fairy King might be formidable, but in the end, she's just a champion of the Magic Network Duel. Madeline is the real-life junior Duel King in reality; it's pretty impressive that she hasn't been beaten in seconds by a professional."

.....

The onlookers once again erupted into heated debate.

Meanwhile, in the VIP box above the spectator stands, the Disciplinary Team Thirteen watched the match with bated breath. Alice, having been resurrected, wanted to cheer for her sister, who was being embarrassingly hunted down below, but remembering her membership in the Armed Society, she quickly covered her mouth, only able to wave the flag and shout for her sister in her heart.

"Sister, you can do it; you're the one who took down the Student Council President, you must win this round too."

The little witch believed so firmly in her heart.

Not far away, Lena, who had also been resurrected, was complaining to Mia, who sat beside her.

"Sister Mia, you were obviously going easy just now. Why did you only take hits without fighting back? And what was with that confession?"

"Ara ara.... Was I that obvious? But I was really trying my best to defend myself. What can I do when the child is so earnest?"

Mia, without taking her eyes off the figure desperately fleeing below, gave a nonchalant response to her sister.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Lena, love sometimes comes so suddenly. What can I do about love at first sight? Plus, I'm at the age to settle down. Is there a problem with boldly pursuing true love? I thought you, as my sister, would bless my pursuit."

"Spare me, Sister Mia, I don't buy that love at first sight stuff. What's with this lady, anyway? I didn't notice before, but now that I'm paying close attention, I can clearly see all your moves in her technique. Whether it was boxing before or spear technique now, is she trained by the same master as you? Could she be your little disciple or something?"

The wild black-skinned big cat lady rolled her white eyes, unconvinced by her sister's bluffing.

"I honestly don't know about that. Although the kid said she learned it from me, I've never actually taught her anything."

Mia also rested her hand on her cheek and tilted her head slightly, puzzled.

She had indeed been battering that child for over two years. She hadn't noticed it before, but now, she too realized that the child's perceptiveness was somewhat terrifying. What she thought was a punching bag was actually treating her as a free teacher. No wonder the child was undeterred by the relentless beatings.

However, the wealthy Dragon Lady wasn't upset about her sweetheart's sneaky learning. After all, her battle magic martial skills were a gift from the Dragon King to all the Dragon Witches of the Dragon Kingdom, something even kids in the Dragon Kingdom knew as a fitness routine, with no prohibition on sharing them.

Besides, these techniques were created specifically for Dragon Witches by the Dragon King himself; only Dragon Witches could learn and use them effectively. Other races' witches would learn them in vain. Since the Little Fairy was also a Dragon Witch, she was entitled to learn this set of battle magic martial skills.

Although the martial arts techniques from the Dragon Kingdom are commonplace there, they are, after all, profound skills personally passed on by the Dragon King.

With guidance, it's quite easy to learn, but without it, even basic mastery can be hard to achieve, yet this Little Fairy managed to teach herself just by watching her use them and even reached a point where she, her "teacher," felt inferior.

Hmm, as expected of the one I set my sights on, impressive indeed.

From the fact that the Little Fairy needed to secretly learn the Dragon King Battle Technique, it seems she is not a witch from the Dragon Kingdom. Is she one of those children who fell through the cracks? She really is pitiful. Later, I'll ask if there's anything else she wants to learn; I can teach her, even my family's secret techniques.

After all, I've already set my heart on this child Mia joining our Astoros family eventually.

The Gold Princess assured herself of this in her heart.

On the other side, in the front row of the spectator stands, Sophia also watched the match below, her feelings complicated as she observed her young lady — the Angel Witch — being chased and slashed by Madeline, almost helpless to fight back.

On one hand, she secretly relished seeing the young lady who she clashed with on a daily basis suffer, but on the other hand, the young lady was after all her own, and her win or loss wasn't what mattered — it was about preserving their teacher's reputation. So, she actually quite hoped that the young lady would win.

Besides, she herself had been caught off guard and killed in a sneak attack by the young lady. But if the young lady were to lose to Madeline now, wouldn't that imply she was inferior to Madeline?

What a joke, that's unacceptable.

So, young lady, could you please show some backbone? Just like you said last night, you are someone who has beaten me. I won't allow you to lose to anyone else, otherwise... otherwise...

The Angel Witch pondered for a long time, ultimately feeling weary as she realized she really didn't have much she could do about the young lady.

Hmph, whatever. If she loses, once we get back, I'll seek her out for "sparring" every day. I'll use even crueler methods than Madeline, overpower her a hundred times, and thus prove that I haven't lost to Madeline.

As these odd competitive desires took hold of her, Sophia decided, convincing herself that her teacher would surely approve of such proactive training for the young lady.

Meanwhile, in the highest seat of the Armed Society, Audrey, who had completely vanished using the "Witch's Akari Technique," also watched the match below intensely.

"Sister, you can do it; take down that cocky senior,"

The Little Fox clenched her tiny fists, cheering on her sister, but then she hesitated when considering that her senior held the knowledge of the life-giving Puppetry Technique she wished to learn. What if, being humiliated by her sister, the senior took it out on her and refused to teach her?

"emmmm... Senior, you also do your best?"

The Little Fox swished her tail, conflicted as she thought.

Well, I guess I'll cheer with my hands for my sister and with my tail for my senior.

.......

Down in the Duel Arena, Dorothy, who had initially planned to kite her opponent by taking advantage of her longer weapon, now despairingly discovered that she was the real clown.

"Damn it, why did I have to run my mouth and say anything about comparing weapons? Getting punched is certainly better than being chased and chopped with a sword."

She regretted not slapping herself from a few minutes before, the one who had suggested they fight with weapons.

But in fact, she didn't even have time to regret now.

"Damn, here it comes again. I gotta dodge."

She had hardly had a chance to catch her breath when the serpent-like belly sword attacked again. Even though Dorothy had tried her utmost to evade it, she found a new gash on her waist after barely moving away with her Ground Shrinkage.

And such wounds were not new to her body; her school uniform was now as tattered as a beggar's rags.

Being someone who hated pain, Dorothy was now suffering from more than just the duels' physicality, which couldn't freely adjust the pain level like the Magic Network could. She could forcefully use Spells to block out the pain, but that would significantly weaken her Perception, likely resulting in an even quicker defeat.

"Tch, good thing I know a little bit of everything. Healing, Healing."

She slapped a Healing spell onto her body, and the pain from her wounds eased, but the sight of her pale skin peeking through the holes in her robe was unbearable.

"This won't do. I can't keep dragging this out. If I continue like this, I won't just be kited to death; I'll also end up streaking in public. There's no choice but to go on the offensive, since I can't outplay them with techniques or out-reach them with kiting. All that's left is to charge."

The Serpent Belly Sword that she had just dodged was already winding back for another strike, the cold gleam of its sharp blade targeting Dorothy once more.

This time, however, the homebody witch stopped dodging.

"Courage wins when paths narrow," she told herself, realizing her mistake. "I was brainless to play tactics just now. I was using my weakness against their strength. I should have charged from the start, since I have the Attribute advantage."

Dorothy had come to her senses.

So...

"It's time to go all out. Monkey Wine Transformation, morph."

The razor-sharp Serpent Belly Sword plunged straight towards its seemingly resigned foe, aiming to deliver a final blow.

But then...

There was a light 'ding' sound.

The sharp blade that was less than 1cm away from its target suddenly met resistance from a dazzling burst of Golden light emanating from the foe, emitting a sound like metal striking gold.

"The Invincible Golden Body Curse?"

The Succubus Girl who had leisurely followed with her sword raised her eyebrows, squinting from the glare. That was her guess.

But she wasn't worried. She even felt victory was still within her grasp, as the Invincible Golden Body Curse was generally a last-resort technique to save one's life in dire situations. Although its defensive power was indeed unparalleled, its duration was very short—less than five seconds. Moreover, the caster couldn't move while in the Golden Body state, and could only wait for death.

In battles where teammates could support, this Curse was a lifesaving Divine Skill. But in a one-on-one duel, it was quite useless.

Five seconds. Could this young lady possibly turn the tables in that time?

However, at that moment, a Holy Song arose from nowhere, and Dorothy, who should have been unable to move in her Golden Body state, suddenly started a dance...

Madeline: "..."

The Succubus Witch was also bewildered by this spectacle, with a series of question marks appearing above her head.

"Ah, my eyes!"

"Damn, indiscriminate Blinding Technique is too cruel."

"Shoot, I'm blind."

...

The audience in the stands, affected by the shocking glow that suddenly flared up, were blinded, at least temporarily. While most witches, with their physical endowments, found strong light to be of little concern, the fact that this radiance was also imbued with a Blinding Technique made it quite uncomfortable to endure.

In the face of this, the weaker onlookers in the audience were now bowing their heads and wiping away tears, leaving only a few with high Magic-Resistant or abnormal status resistance able to make out what was happening in the Arena.

"Holy Song Blessing?"

Sophia, sitting at the front of the stands, raised her eyebrows, recognizing the ethereal, holy singing for what it was.

"Oh, this looks like the Orc Race's ritual battle dance."

Lena, a dark-skinned Big Cat Lady in the second row, recognized the truth behind Dorothy's awkward dance while in Golden Body state.

"Battle Robe Alchemy?"

Mia, who wasn't phased by the amplified Flash Spell that could blind, noticed the figure dancing within the Holy Light, donning armor, and paused briefly in surprise.

Only the invisibly present Little Fox was excited.

"Wow, sister, you said you weren't a fan of the Witch of the Forest, but this is clearly the Shrine Maiden's brand new Monkey Wine Transformation Spell that was just released not long ago. Who knew this Spell could actually be used in real combat? You previously dismissed it as worthless."

...Little Witch morphing in progress...