Otaku Witch

Her Majesty the Queen raised a delicate eyebrow, her eyes already blazing.

"What’s with this attitude? I’m about to start making a fuss."

On seeing Guinevere like this, Lancelot was delighted.

She didn’t explain anything, after all, if she told this unreliable best friend about her strategy of playing hard-to-get, she doubted whether Guinevere could act it out well, better to have her play herself.

At the moment, her expression became increasingly troubled.

"Veil, it’s not that I don’t want to help, but this competition is under His Excellency’s watchful eye. Everything must be compliant and legal, there’s no room for favoritism or malpractice."

She appeared desperate enough to attempt reasoning with her girlfriend.

In response, Dorothy and Mother Dragon exchanged a glance, the alert in their eyes gradually relaxing.

After all, no matter how you look at them, these two bickering lovebirds don’t seem like they’re harboring any conspiracy. Who would engage in a conspiracy only to end up arguing amongst themselves mid-way?

Dorothy, being the sister of the Sage of Lies, could instantly tell that Guinevere was genuinely angry while Lancelot was sincerely exhausted. Their natural quarrel was clearly a result of long companionship, not something easily conjured up with a temporary partner in an acting scheme.

Turns out, they really do have a thing going on, goodness, this is juicy gossip.

The homebody witch was satisfied.

Then she looked at Lancelot with some admiration and pity.

This Miss Moon Rabbit Knight is really fierce indeed, worthy of being the First Knight, daring enough to ride even the Queen, and even send off gifts to the Dragon King Lord.

Oh, wait, looking at her all aggrieved and silent in front of Guinevere now, it’s hard to tell who’s the knight and who’s the mount anymore.

Just as she was enjoying the gossip, Mother Dragon intervened in the battlefield.

"Lord Lancelot, I vouch for Dorothy with my honor, she is qualified to be a member of the jury."

Euphilia said thusly.

Well, Mother Dragon wasn’t really concerned if Dorothy could become a judge, as a mother, she couldn’t stand hearing anyone belittle her child.

While not very familiar with Lancelot, Mother Dragon held respect for this Round Table Knight senior because he walked the same path as she did, specializing in Combat Magic System.

Purely speaking of Combat Magic System cultivation, the First Martial God is undoubtedly the Dragon King Lord, while the Second Martial God is commonly recognized as the Moon Rabbit Knight, and she has always been Euphilia’s goal.

Beating the Dragon King Lord is something even Mother Dragon doesn’t dare to imagine, but challenging Lancelot, the Round Table Knight First Knight, is something her courage allows for, and boldly.

This was why Euphilia was excited and trembled with thrill on seeing Lancelot, instinctively calling out his name.

The fighting spirit has risen.

Of course, for a young junior of just over 200 years old to want to challenge the likes of Lancelot, a renowned elder of tens of thousands of years, there’s quite a distance still.

Euphilia is merely at a level comparable to the average Sage in strength, while this Moon Rabbit Knight is among the best even within the ranks of Sages, her most glorious achievement being leading a team to defeat a Dragon God during the Great Expedition.

That was one of the supreme Eight Dragon Gods in the Dragon Realm.

Even if it was a hunt with a team rather than a solo battle, the strength of this ancient knight is unquestionable.

On top of that, the Great Expedition was tens of thousands of years ago, who knows how strong the First Knight has become today.

"Oh~~"

Upon hearing Mother Dragon’s words, Lancelot, who was comforting her angered best friend, turned to look, the tone of the Moon Rabbit Knight rising.

"Miss Euphilia, you should know that some words cannot be spoken recklessly."

The Moon Rabbit Knight’s gaze grew serious, her bright red eyes becoming dignified and earnest, her entire demeanor shifting from the placating stance towards Guinevere earlier to a completely different presence.

Even Dorothy, standing behind Mother Dragon, noticed this formidable aura; in her Inspiration, the heavens and earth seemed to darken momentarily, her surroundings turning blood red, with only those crimson rabbit eyes hung high above like two scarlet moons.

Soon, the resonating dragon roar rang out, a massive black dragon-serpent shot into the sky, spiraling and shielding before her, dispelling the crimson moonlight.

Of course, Dorothy recognized this as her Mother Superior’s Martial Soul, the appearance of the dragon-serpent resembling Yemengade.

It was Mother Dragon’s unyielding interference.

"Lord Lancelot, I know what I’m saying, favoring malpractice is also a behavior I despise."

The colossal and dignified dragon-serpent echoed the dragon cry, speaking with such honest righteousness.

Indeed, she was quite straightforward, because her daughter indeed was so excellent that she practically had no malpractices to favor.

Euphilia indeed was not one who favored malpractice, just as when Dorothy wanted to join the Judgment Court she initially intended to give her daughter just a common Judge position, but the child proved herself so well by entering with the Divine Body of the Martial God, a position of Grand Inquisitor became reasonable.

Though from an outsider’s view it might seem like she was pulling some strings, the Dragon Queen is upright unafraid, adhering to a merit-based approach; if anyone disagrees, they might as well rise to become a Martial God themselves, in that case, she’d also grant them a Grand Inquisitor position.

And now is no different, who could argue the famous Witch of the Forest lacks the qualification to be a judge?

If this were discussed in the Magic Network, who’s bold enough to voice dissent might swiftly face a barrage from witch fans globally, leading to embarrassment.

Ultimately, if my daughter wants to become a judge, that’s the Duel competition’s honor.

Thinking of this, Mother Dragon proudly raised her head high, full of momentum.

This is the confidence having an outstanding daughter gives me.

In response, Lancelot cast a profound gaze towards Euphilia, before her gaze gradually softened, seemingly persuaded by this remarkable junior’s firmness.

And just then, Guinevere offered timely assistance.

"Lancelot, you stop looking down on people, Dorothy is the Witch of the Forest, you boring fellow know what a Witch of the Forest is?"

Miss Queen said angrily.

She was genuinely vexed by Lancelot’s misbehavior today, wondering if this guy has been hanging too often with Arthur, becoming stubborn like a rabbit too. Don’t make a villain of yourself without memory sealing, what if Dorothy gets annoyed with you?

She was really unsatisfied with her best friend’s performance in front of Dorothy.

Yet Lancelot internally praised the timely assistance of her best friend, knowing well that this reckless yet bold best friend probably didn’t offer intentional help, but the Fate System witch occasionally acted instinctively as the optimal solution, no need for brains, just follow instincts.

Now wasn’t the time to compliment Guinevere, rather she shrunk her bright red eyes in surprise at the mention of Witch of the Forest.

Then she turned, shifting her gaze from Mother Dragon to Dorothy.

However, as her gaze moved, she paused, her eyes resting on the homebody witch’s hat for two seconds before finally settling on Dorothy’s face.

"You are indeed intriguing, with quite many peculiar things about you. Are you really the Witch of the Forest?"

She asked, slightly surprised.

Dorothy reached out to comfort the embarrassed Senior Hat Sister atop her head, startled again by the big shot’s presence.

Poor Senior Sister, always bumping into such top combat powers.

But towards the Moon Rabbit Knight’s doubts, she wasn’t angry, instead, she felt reassured.

Yes, yes, this is the correct reaction an esteemed figure should have, those who believed whatever I said before felt like they were acting.

This is great, finally a chance to prove myself, hooray.

"Yes, I am truly the Witch of the Forest."

She nodded bashfully, saying.

...The homebody witch is trying to step up....