Otaku Witch

"Damn, is this for real?"

In the VIP box, when Dorothy saw the figure of the Lady Knight, she didn’t react with excitement and shock like everyone else; instead, she felt as if she were facing an enemy.

This wasn’t her fault for reacting incorrectly; she simply had a bit of PTSD.

Or perhaps she was just overthinking things, but the homebody witch’s first reaction was that the Dragon King might also be after her, which she definitely didn’t want to happen.

There was no other choice; her good sister and good disciple had already scared her before, and now the last of The Third King suddenly appeared, making it impossible for her not to overthink.

She was already contemplating whether to make a quick escape.

But that was just a thought, after all. If it’s a blessing, not a curse; if it’s a curse, one can’t avoid it. If the Dragon King really wanted to act against her, any resistance on her part would be meaningless.

Since she couldn’t resist, she might as well let it be.

At the moment, she reached to touch the ancestral necklace on her neck, but unfortunately, Yemengade seemed to still be asleep. Even though her own mother appeared outside, the Dragon Serpent Witch didn’t intend to open her eyes to take a look.

Well, this mother-daughter relationship didn’t seem very close, did it?

The homebody witch couldn’t help but think to herself.

Fortunately, she seemed to be overly nervous, as the imposing Dragon King outside the arena didn’t plan to glance her way. The towering Princess Knight Witch merely looked down at the three young women in front of her, waiting for their response.

"Of course, it’s an honor, Your Excellency."

Sophia was the first to regain her senses among the three; the Pure White Witch quickly nodded and respectfully spoke.

Although the Dragon King’s sudden appearance surprised her, she had experienced a lot after dying once and seeing the world in the Underworld, so she quickly adapted.

It wasn’t until Sophia spoke that the runner-up Wendy and the third-place Mia snapped back to reality and quickly nodded, some excitedly and fervently following suit.

"It’s my honor, Your Excellency."

The Dragon King personally awarding them? Even the sages might not have experienced such glory; who would be foolish enough to refuse?

However, Wendy, coming to her senses, was truly impressed by the Pure White Witch, who reacted before her.

Clearly, she was the Devil King’s daughter and often saw the Demon King’s Mother, and should have been accustomed to the Witch King’s majesty. But even despite this, facing this pioneering Witch King, who was older than her own mother, she still felt stunned, her mind going blank, with a sense of panic and helplessness.

No help there; though she’s a Demon Witch, she’s actually an Armed Witch. Unlike her mother and sisters, who enjoyed playing with conspiracies and manipulating desires, the Witch Wendigo preferred direct combat; she belonged to the absolute martial-fighting faction.

And what martial-fighting witch wouldn’t admire the Dragon King? Even today, there’s still a group on the Magic Network reminiscing about the Dragon King Era’s Grand Expedition, calling that time when witches freely piloted warships through the void, conquering all directions, the golden age of Armed Witches. The current Era of the Demon Lord is great too, but it doesn’t quite have the same feel.

Wendy was one of those nostalgia party members; due to her age and personality, she often felt out of place among her sisters. If it weren’t for the fact that the Demon King was her mother, her favorite of The Third King would actually be the Dragon King.

And now, her idol suddenly appeared before her and would personally award her; who could resist that?

At this moment, Wendy only regretted being the runner-up and not winning the championship, as she was quite dissatisfied with her performance in the finals.

But now, looking at the composed Sophia, the Witch Wendigo suddenly felt she didn’t lose unjustly; this smaller opponent was indeed much more formidable, in both strength and mindset.

As for Senior Mia...

Well, the Golden Princess was not as worldly as the previous two; she was super shocked and super excited right now. If she weren’t afraid of offending the ancestral elder before her, she would want to scream out for the Little Fairy in the box to come see God.

The Dragon King was the Supreme Witch King and the king among dragons, so calling her God was not inappropriate.

After obtaining the consent of the three young women, Nidhogg’s smile became even brighter. She politely turned to look at Miss Sangs, who was initially supposed to present the awards.

"Miss Sangs, I’m sorry to suddenly interrupt your work, but can I take over from here?"

And the sexy and beautiful host lady was almost fainted due to excitement. The esteemed Your Excellency actually knew her name, which was enough for her to boast about it for a lifetime.

"Of course, Your Excellency, please go ahead."

She respectfully bent over and bowed, then raised the tray carrying the medals above her head with both hands.

"Thank you."

Nidhogg thanked politely and then accepted the medal tray with both hands, finally looking at the three on the podium.

"I watched your match just now; it was excellent. As an encouragement and reward for young people, I have some small gifts for you."

The Dragon King spoke very cheerfully.

The Witch King was indeed as perfect as the legends described; clearly, she was a supreme emperor, but she was not at all arrogant, instead very modest, like an older sister encouraging juniors.