Otaku Witch

"Ah, wait, is this over already?"

"Oh my, can someone explain what just happened, I didn’t get it."

"What’s there to explain, it’s pretty straightforward, Your Highness Wendy went all out, but flopped, then rushed forward, only to get struck by lightning because her weapon attracted it and she died."

"But the problem is, which Great Witch can be killed by lightning? Even I, a Elite Witch, am not afraid of being struck by lightning."

"That’s because you’re not afraid of ordinary lightning, but was that lightning just now from Miss Sophia ordinary? It’s like those bizarre plants in the forest. It’s my first time seeing a top-level battle robe so fragile."

"Hmm, I keep feeling like this is acting, seems a bit fake."

"Fake, my foot! If you lack education, go back and catch up first. Turtle, I’m convinced now, this Lady Sophia is a witch from the School of Prophecy, and the most formidable master of prophecy I’ve ever seen in my life. The way she manipulates fate, left me in awe."

"Ugh, divination department, those fortune-telling freaks? Well, no wonder I can’t understand, prophecy magic is not something ordinary people study."

"Space-Time rules, fate reigns supreme, unprovokable, the big shots of the prophecy school are too OP, there’s no way to fight them."

"Sigh, poor Your Highness Wendy, this is what happens when you go against the School of Prophecy, often you don’t even touch their hem before you die unexpectedly, without knowing why."

....

This duel, which was originally highly anticipated, ended in a way that no one had foreseen, so suddenly that the host of the finals was stunned for a long time without reacting, and afterward, the audience below was abuzz.

Most of the audience didn’t understand at all what happened during the match, as the School of Prophecy was always a mysterious faction, and being selected to join was something only one in a hundred thousand could achieve. This made prophecy magic seem too strange even to witches, utterly incomprehensible.

However, it is precisely this mystery and rarity that makes witches somewhat superstitious about the School of Prophecy, and upon hearing that Sophia turned out to be a bigwig from this school, the attitude of the audience became noticeably respectful, even though not long ago they were all chanting that Your Highness Wendy would win for sure.

But whatever, audiences are always like this; most of them actually support whoever wins. Now that Sophia has won, it’s normal to see a sudden surge in her fans.

And after disappearing for quite a while, to confirm the validity of the match with the refereeing team, the host lady finally returned, and her vigorous, powerful voice amplified by sound magic resonated throughout the venue.

"Sophia is the champion!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, first, thanks to both contestants for their wonderful duel, and now let’s celebrate the birth of the Junior Division Champion of the Dragon King Cup Duel Tournament with a round of applause."

As the formation of the duel arena retracted, the vast Duel World shrunk back into a normal arena, and then the sexy and beautiful host lady rose up and flew into the arena, landing beside the Pure White Witch.

Suddenly, the whole arena erupted with applause louder than the real thunder just moments ago.

"Champion!"

"Champion!!"

"Champion!!!"

....

Countless spectators shouted and cheered together.

Plus, with the fireworks and streamers magic set up around the arena beforehand, at this moment, petals fell from the sky, clear springs flowed on the ground, surrounded by cheers, as if the whole world was celebrating the champion.

And in such an environment and atmosphere, even someone as composed as Sophia felt momentarily dazed at this moment.

This glory in the spotlight was something she had always wanted to pursue.

Because of her terrible birth, she had always lived in fear and worry, with no relation to glory at all. A wretch born under Original Sin, what right did she have to be cheered by everyone?

But the more one lacks something, the more one desires it.

The Pure White Witch has always been a very ambitious person, she wants to climb higher, as high as possible, she wants to freely control her destiny.

So she chose to run for Student Council President, aiming to gradually take to the stage.

However, the reputation built on lies was ultimately illusory, fleeting like a house of cards.

But now it’s different.

What once seemed to her like an unreachable dream has turned into reality; she can not only walk openly in the sunshine but also enjoy the glory of being cheered by countless people.

However...

"This feeling isn’t as captivating as I imagined."

Sophia thought somewhat unexpectedly.

She was naturally happy now. However, she didn’t feel the kind of excitement that made her want to jump three feet high and sing and dance on the spot now that her dream had become a reality.

She even felt a little empty.

After all, the audience now cheering for her were questioning her just minutes ago, so how genuine is this current cheer?

After all, their cheers don’t seem to be for her, but for the champion, whether the champion is her or not, the cheering and applause would still happen.

Hmm, it’s a bit meaningless.

The Pure White Witch even feels a bit like going home soon and having a little celebration with the ladies and her sisters, feeling that the small celebration at the dining table might be more satisfying than this grand occasion.