Meanwhile, after casting an illusion-dispelling spell on the illusory magical text announcing the end of the match above the Gladiator Arena, Dorothy waited for a long time, but the text still didn't disappear. She finally realized that she truly wasn't under some illusion.
She had indeed won this match.
"Tsk, was I given an easy win?"
Recalling the strange feeling in her hand after hitting Sophia, Dorothycouldn't help but click her tongue.
So, that guy was actually preparing to fight me with 10,000 magic power too? Then that inexplicable armor removal operation makes sense. Is that guy unwilling to take advantage of me in terms of equipment?
Hmm, I feel like I'm being underestimated, or is this the so-called pride of the Angel Witches?
But it doesn't matter, as long as I win in the end, that's fine.
"Yay, now I don't have to worry about that twenty-year agreement. I'm free!"
Too lazy to dwell on the details, Dorothy cheered excitedly in her heart.
At least now she doesn't have to worry about Youfeiliya dragging her to the Dragon Kingdom for training. She doesn't want to risk her life on those dangerous battlefields; just thinking about them is exhausting.
However, although it seemed she could return to her happy shut-in lifestyle, Dorothy thought about it and decided against it.
The reason she was a shut-in in her previous life was because reality was too boring. Every day was either work or social engagements. Those tedious jobs and fake, annoying social relationships were exhausting, making her just want to escape reality.
But this life is different. The real Witch World is much more interesting than the illusory magic net world. This world has all sorts of magical spells, and diverse fantasy races. Things that only existed in fantasy in her previous life are reality here, so it seems like going out and exploring wouldn't be bad.
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The world is so big, shouldn't I go out and see it?
After all, Witches have a lifespan of a thousand years, and if she can grow into a Great Witch, it can be even longer, almost eternal. In this life, she has enough time to experience everything.
Even if she finds out that the outside world isn't as interesting and beautiful as she imagined, it's fine. It won't be too late to go back home and be a shut-in then.
Witches are inherently a free race. Their ability for endless evolution was born from their yearning for freedom.
"Then, for now, let's make the things I promised Youfeiliya earlier my goal."
Dorothy decided this in her heart.
Her previous statements weren't just made up on the spot to convince her overbearing birth mother; those statements truly reflected her inner thoughts.
If possible, she really wanted to have like-minded friends. If it weren't so hard to find a true confidant, who would be willing to stay home and surf the internet every day?
She also really wanted a territory of her own. After all, owning her own house has been her obsession for two lifetimes, and a witch Territory is just the ultimate form of a house.
She likes to study magic and hopes to become stronger, but this strength isn't for oppressing others or for more efficient killing. She simply likes the feeling of getting better day by day. Her power is only for better self-protection when necessary.
Even without Adam's influence, Dorothy's memories from her previous life destined her to be a gentle person. The ancient country that gave birth to her and raised her was truly great. Even if she might have left its embrace forever now, that beautiful life, deeply etched in her soul, would never be forgotten.
Dorothy is a very pragmatic person. She knows very well that it's impossible to change the entire world with her own power. She doesn't have the ambition or courage to be the savior of all the weak races in the Witch World. The rules of the Witch World are not for a Little Witch like her to dictate.
But if it's just within her own witch Territory, then she can naturally try her best to recreate that beauty from her memories.
A Witch Lord has the right to decide all rules within her territory, just as you can freely decorate your home. Even if others don't like your home's decor, or even hate it, they have no right to dictate. As long as you are happy, that's all that matters.
Hmm, the most beautiful future Dorothy could imagine was just like this. She was never a greedy person; in fact, her desires were very low, and she was easily satisfied.
Her wish has always been simple: she just wants a warm and beautiful home, with a few family members and good friends who understand and support each other, and for everyone to live happily and joyfully every day.
Is this wish too much?
Not at all, okay.
In short, let's work towards achieving this goal now.
After making up her mind, Dorothy felt much more relaxed. She couldn't help but look forward to her academy life after reporting to the Witch Academy later.
Little Witch flying on a broom
Ten minutes later, Dorothy sat obediently on a soft sofa, looking around nervously.
She was currently in a lavishly decorated room. All around her were furnishings made of various precious transcendent woods. She was sitting on a sofa upholstered with high-grade magical beast fur. On the walls hung antique oil paintings by famous artists. The air was filled with the peaceful and calming fragrance emitted by rare spiritual incense burning.
Ah, everything about this place reeked of extravagant wealth.
However, if one were to turn and look out the window, the rapidly moving scenery outside would indicate that this was not a house at all, but a magical carriage in motion.
This was exactly the kind of luxurious magical carriage Dorothy had dreamed of buying if she ever became rich in the future: one with expanded interior space that could be used as an RV.
However, the sheer luxury of this particular one was beyond anything she had ever dared to dream of. Not to mention anything else, just the eight unicorn pegasi currently pulling the carriage outside were money pits that Dorothy couldn't afford to feed even one of, even if she sold herself.
High-level magical beasts are very difficult to care for. They need to eat spiritual materials for every meal, making them notoriously expensive. Although these creatures also have strong vitality and won't die from poor feeding, not eating enough will affect their future upgrades and evolution.
In short, if you're poor, don't touch them. Don't ruin good things; that would be a waste.
Dorothy even suspected that the daily food cost for those few unicorn pegasi outside might be more than her entire year's allowance in the past.
"How do you like this carriage? It's yours."
Across from Dorothy, Youfeiliya, seeing her daughter's surprised reactions, was troubled by not knowing how to communicate with her daughter. The Dragon Mom felt enlightened and immediately offered money.
Dorothy: "..."
The young Witch was also stunned by the grand gesture, but for some reason, she couldn't shake the feeling that a high school girl was being showered with money and kept by a rich adult.
Cough, cough, what am I thinking? This is my birth mother.
Dorothy shook her head, dispelling the inexplicable stray thoughts while also refusing the overly "direct" gift from her birth mother.
"No need. Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't be able to afford to keep it. Besides, I'll be at school for many years to come, and a car like this would be too high-profile at school. I'll just use a broom for transportation."
And Youfeiliya, who had finally found a topic but was rejected by her daughter, immediately became dejected.
The atmosphere between the mother and daughter fell into an awkward silence.
They were currently on their way to report to the Witch Academy. Originally, Dorothy's plan was to go to school with her sister, Alice, to report on her own.
But because of Youfeiliya's appearance, the family suddenly decided to entrust this task of taking her to school to her birth mother.
However, one of them was a shut-in with social anxiety and an internet addiction, accustomed to being reclusive, while the other was an overbearing and strong Dragon Queen, accustomed to being dominant. They truly didn't know how to communicate and get along equally, peacefully, and harmoniously with a relative they barely knew, only able to look at each other uncomfortably in silence.
"Sigh."
The Angel Witch between the two sighed helplessly, breaking the silence that was so awkward it felt like her toes were curling up into an entire floating island castle.
"Miss, do you have any plans for your upcoming Witch Academy life? Which academy are you planning to apply to?"
Sophia, who was at least the Student Council President, helped find a topic.