Otaku Witch

After a short break, the final round of the tournament, the three-to-two match, quickly began.

With the gate opening, the competitors entered the arena, and the battleground started transforming, randomly constructing a suitable duel world.

"Sister, who do you think will win now?"

Alice looked at Dorothy again and asked.

"It should still be Miss Wendy. Although Senior Mia has the power of warships to aid her, she still isn’t very agile, and she can’t yet project a complete warship image."

Dorothy once again evaluated based on actual strength.

However...

"Oh, then I’m relieved, Senior Mia is stable."

The little witch immediately breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, patting her flat little chest, saying so.

Homebody Witch: "???"

No, are you treating me like poison milk and eliminating wrong answers right off the bat?

Dorothy felt exasperated and cold, directly pulling her rebellious sister who didn’t believe her into her arms, then clenched her fists and fiercely rubbed the little witch’s temples.

"Take my electric dragon drill attack!"

"Ah, Sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, but who asked you to guess wrong before? I’m just making a reasonable prediction."

Alice struggled painfully, letting out a pig-slaughtering wail.

Meanwhile, Audrey couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene.

Just then, the box’s door opened, and Madeline, having just finished a match, walked in.

"Miss, why did you come?"

The Succubus Witch saw the sisters playing when she entered, feeling somewhat surprised and slightly embarrassed as she asked.

Well, she thought the Miss would be resting after working so hard to build the warship, but she didn’t expect her to come and watch the match; wouldn’t that mean she saw her embarrassing performance just now?

Realizing this, Madeline’s somewhat cold and delicate face really struggled to maintain composure, wishing there was a crack in the ground she could dive into.

Meanwhile, Dorothy also sensed the movement from the door, released her silly sister, and turned to the Succubus Witch, smiling.

"Congratulations, Madeline, you finally made a breakthrough. Tomorrow, I’ll make several dishes so we can celebrate together."

Homebody Witch said happily.

She didn’t think losing was a big deal; who can always win anyway?

Dorothy knew her own path of martial arts started with continuous defeats, so to her, winning or losing really didn’t matter as long as she could gain experience and progress from it.

While Madeline lost the match, she achieved a breakthrough in her combat magic realm, which was a huge gain.

The ashamed Succubus Witch looked at the sunny and gentle smiling homebody witch, whose sincere eyes of happiness for her made her gradually relax, knowing the Miss wasn’t speaking comforting lies but genuinely meant it, easing her mind greatly.

Actually, she never had the idea of being unable to accept losing; her previous embarrassment was merely a normal reaction to her crush witnessing her embarrassing moment. As for the match results, she accepted the loss wholeheartedly.

The little ancestor was indeed significantly stronger than her currently, and this was beyond dispute.

However, she was also confident she wouldn’t keep losing forever, and now that she had taken a crucial step in the Martial God Boundary, her strength would explode in growth in the coming period.

The little ancestor’s last comments were accurate; her newly broken-through yet unstable, only dual-hand manifested War God’s Body was truly fragile, nothing compared to the thousand-hammer-refined body. But as long as she’s given time, once her Divine Body is fully condensed, everything will change.

"Well, thank you in advance, Miss."

Madeline finally smiled as she responded.

But the Succubus Witch’s face remained slightly flushed, as she secretly glanced at her sister on the sofa beside her, feeling a bit guilty.

Not good, Audrey; I originally just craved the Miss’s Dragon King-style Indomitable Warrior Soul, but if she keeps tempting me like this, I might truly lose control.

Hmm, if Dorothy now used the witch’s Lover’s Curse to observe Madeline, she’d definitely see the Succubus Witch’s favorability constantly increasing.

Attracted by appearance, fascinated by talent, loyal to character.

Madeline noticed the Miss’s martial arts perspective also seemed to align with hers; oh dear, she felt a bit moved.

Luckily, at the moment the Succubus Witch felt a bit guilty and bewildered, a small head peeked out from Dorothy’s arms.

"Boss, Sister just said that Wendy would win this round, and Sister Mia would lose. What do you think?"

Alice looked expectantly at Madeline and asked.

Clearly, the little witch truly hoped those around her would win; this little girl genuinely protected those close to her.

Upon hearing the question, Madeline glanced at the homebody witch, then nodded slightly.

"I agree with the Miss; indeed, Wendy’s odds of winning are higher."

The Succubus Witch spoke the truth.

She had known Senior Mia for a long time, having sparred frequently in school.

Though they usually ended up evenly matched, appearing to have similar strength, Madeline could sense that this seemingly gentle senior always restrained herself during practice, never unleashing her full power.