Otaku Witch

"No, my money, I don’t want to be a bunny girl."

"Hiss, no way, is this going to be a comeback?"

"Hahaha, luckily I bet on Miss Mia, I knew the future Goddess of Wealth wouldn’t let me lose money."

"What are you shouting about? Your little savings aren’t enough for Miss Mia on stage to spend on a meal. She’s burned so much money, what’s the big deal if she wins a match?"

"No, the match isn’t over yet. Miss Wendigo is standing up, she can still fight, hooray."

"No way, so tough, even after being thrown so far she can survive?"

....

The audience’s emotions rose and fell with the changing situation on the field, cries of surprise, screams, and cheers resounded now and then.

At the edge of that simulated world, Wendy struggled to crawl up from a pile of rubble.

This mysterious Miss Wendigo, who had been composed since the beginning of the duel tournament, was showing such a disheveled appearance for the first time. Her neck hung askew on her body, her head barely connected by a bit of flesh, and the originally terrifying but quite handsome bone antler mask was now mostly shattered. Beneath the mask, her elegantly pretty face was a mess of blood and flesh, with a deep fist imprint clearly visible on her cheekbone.

One can only say, luckily she’s a witch. If it were an ordinary person, they would have already died from such injuries.

But for Wendy, it’s merely a severe injury.

The health bar above her head was knocked down by two-thirds with that punch. If she takes another hit, she might truly be done for.

The Witch Wendigo stood up simply, using her hand to upright her head. Then, with magic power flowing, the broken neck and spine gradually realigned, the fist imprint on her face was mended, followed by regrowth of flesh and coverage of skin.

In an instant, she seemed to have fully recovered.

Unfortunately, this was just an illusion. She only restored her outward dignity, but internally, there were still numerous injuries, evident from the slowly decreasing health bar.

The full-strength punch from the Radiant Dragon Witch in Gold Devouring state was really unbearable, and the strength attribute of that punch absolutely reached the SS level.

And the real life-or-death duel is just that, where life and death can be decided in one move. Wendy had been in the advantage before, but the situation reversed in an instant.

Now, she’s the challenger.

But, this is what makes it interesting.

With half her face exposed due to the broken mask, Wendy’s mouth curled up. She began to feel joyful.

She actually hadn’t planned on participating in this duel tournament at first, considering it might seem a bit like bullying.

Her family background, her talent, her education, her equipment, all those were incomparable to other ordinary witches. If she entered, it really felt like abusing her power.

However, she came to the Dragon Kingdom with a task this time.

A task personally issued by the Demon King’s Mother.

Mother Superior required her to go to the eldest lady’s side, and assist her in her upcoming actions as much as possible.

Yes, that was the task. The specifics of what to assist with, or what the goal was, Mother Superior didn’t say, only that she should handle it as she saw fit, adding that it’s a rare opportunity she should seize.

To this, Wendy actually had only one thought in her heart, which was that the eldest lady must be the Demon King’s Mother’s illegitimate daughter, otherwise, why would Mother Superior assign such an absurd task.

Fortunately, she didn’t resist the task, as her relationship with the Clown Grand Inquisitor was quite good. Their exchanges on the Path of Fear had been quite enjoyable, and it was due to his guidance that Wendy now majored in Fear.

Moreover, even if she resisted, it wouldn’t matter. After all, this was a task personally assigned by the Demon King. It wasn’t a negotiation, but a notification, an order. No one could refuse the arrangements of Lord Demon King, not even she as his daughter.

And since she needed to "apply for a job," Wendy thought she first needed to compile a resume. After all, she was an uninitiated princess, her identity having been kept secret while she learned and grew. The outside world knew very little about her, and naturally, she didn’t have anything worth mentioning on a resume.

Thus, when she arrived at the Dragon Kingdom and saw that there happened to be a Dragon King Cup duel tournament, she thought she might as well enter to win an award and boost her image.

Even though it felt a bit like bullying, it was all to complete Mother Superior’s task, a necessary action.

And the whole tournament was indeed as she had imagined, it was a bit too easy for her to get to the finals. It was merely a matter of repeatedly raising the halberd and slamming it down, simple and tedious to the point of boredom.

It was only when she encountered Madeline breaking through the Martial God Boundary that she was slightly surprised, but only slightly. After all, a newly broken through, unstable, and inexperienced new Martial God was truly fragile. By the time this grandniece has settled for a few years back home, maybe she could give Wendy a bit of a surprise.

But now, feeling that unfamiliar sensation of pain, Wendy found things were getting interesting.

One could say, never in her whole life had she been beaten so miserably.

However, being the Demon King’s daughter, even choosing the Evolution Template of a Wendigo rather than a Succubus or Charm Doll, she still bore some of their inherited talents, including that of Pain Conversion.