Chapter 143: The Resurrected First Love

"I'm such a fool, really. Why did I ever believe my own mother's nonsense?"

Dorothy sat on the edge of the Armed Society's grand arena, rubbing her face with both hands. She felt like a complete idiot. After all, even a child knows that a mother's words aren't always reliable—things like, "Mom will keep your lucky money safe for you, and give it back when you grow up."

Yeah, her own mother's "I'll go easy on you" just now was exactly like that.

She hadn't managed to escape the sparring match with Yufiliya after all. Since Dorothy had already agreed to participate in the special training, as her coach, the Dragon Witch naturally had to gauge her current level first. Only after understanding her level could the subsequent training be better arranged.

Because she had truly believed in the doting love revealed in her mother's smiling face, and because it was just a baseline sparring match, Dorothy had thought it wouldn't be too painful, so she had gone for it.

And then...

And then she came here to act like a tragic, repetitive complainer.

*Sigh*, it was the price of having a mother for the first time in two lifetimes and not being familiar with a mother's tricks. Still, having confirmed the force behind the blows, this was definitely her biological mother, no doubt about it.

Even with the arena's protective illusion of life, Dorothy wasn't truly injured, but the agony of having most of the bones in her body broken wasn't something that would fade away in a moment.

There is a type of pain called phantom pain.

However, in a sense, Yufiliya hadn't lied. Dorothy tilted her head and looked at Senior Miya, who was slumped in the seat next to her, just like herself.

Well, happiness is always found through comparison. She had only suffered extensive fractures all over her body from her mother, but Senior Miya had almost been turned into "Miya-chan."

*Hehe*, serves you right for being such a die-hard sadist back in the Mana Web duels. Retribution has arrived. It's not that retribution doesn't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet.

Wait, she seemed to have heard earlier that her mother had once been Senior Miya's instructor. Could it be that Senior Miya's sadistic cruelty was actually a direct inheritance from Yufiliya?

Recalling the cruelty her mother had shown earlier—which was no less than Senior Miya's—Dorothy fell silent.

So, my mother beat Senior Miya, and Senior Miya, learning from my mother's methods, beat me. If you round that up, isn't that just my mother beating me?

*Oh my*, can mothers beat their children by proxy these days?

Even with her whole body still suffering from phantom pain, this didn't stop Dorothy from feeling a wave of cold, trembling anger.

The Home Witch only felt that this world was full of malice toward her. God damn it, even after being separated from her mother for over a decade, she could still get beaten by her from afar.

But then again, this car is really big.

Dorothy thought to herself as she looked at the large beauty beside her.

This grand arena was, after all, a Witch building, and the characteristic of Witch architecture was extreme luxury. Even though the two of them were currently in the ordinary spectator seats, the chair beneath her wasn't cold, hard, and simple like the stadium seats in Dorothy's memory.

Every chair in the arena was a high-end, genuine leather seat. It was not only soft and comfortable, but the posture was adjustable. Even lying down was no problem, and as long as you input a little Mana into the armrest, you could even activate a massage function.

At this moment, Senior Miya had adjusted her seat to a flat position and had even turned on the massage effect.

This large beauty, standing over 1.9 meters tall, had a figure that was tall but well-proportioned. Her plump, delicate body, which perfectly fit the golden ratio, lay lazily on the seat, and the massage chair beneath her was constantly vibrating and heaving...

Well, let's just say those who know, know.

*Damn it*, even though I know this person is a hopeless sadist on the inside, her appearance is exactly what hits my XP.

Dorothy couldn't help but feel a bit regretful.

"Little Yaojing, why is your nose bleeding? Let me wipe it for you."

Seeming to notice Dorothy's gaze, Senior Miya turned her head. When she saw the two bloody streaks running from her beloved's nostrils, she sat up and skillfully pulled a handkerchief from her side.

The Home Witch, whose impression of this senior was still stuck on the "mother tyrannosaurus" from the Mana Web, instinctively wanted to dodge when she saw the hand reaching out. Unfortunately, the moment she moved, a wave of phantom pain shot through her neck, leaving her body frozen in place, and she was easily caught by Senior Miya.

*I'm done for... *

Dorothy closed her eyes again instinctively, but after feeling the gentle wiping of the handkerchief on her face, she opened them once more.

And so, an exquisite, flawless face with a gentle smile came into her view—a soft smile filled with overflowing maternal love.

Senior Miya's movements while wiping her face were very skillful, meticulous, and quick. The pressure was also very comfortable; it didn't make one feel uncomfortable, yet it was just enough to wipe the marks clean. This was far better than the terrible performance of her father, Adam, when he washed her face as a child, where he seemed to want to scrub off a layer of her skin.

She will definitely be a good mother in the future.

This was the first thought that popped into Dorothy's mind.

And while she was still stunned, the senior had already finished everything and retracted her hand.

"What are you thinking about, Little Yaojing?"

Seeing the dazed and silly look of her beloved beside her, the Golden Princess couldn't help but ask with curiosity.

"Ah, nothing. It's just that I feel there's quite a big difference between you in reality and in the Mana Web. I couldn't have imagined before that you were actually quite good at taking care of people."

Dorothy spoke the truth.

The loli "mother tyrannosaurus" who would fight at the slightest provocation in her memory was so different from the gentle big sister in front of her that she couldn't believe they were the same person.

"Everything in the Mana Web is fake. I just go there to vent the cruelty of my dragon nature. Isn't that what you do too, Little Yaojing?"

Upon hearing her beloved mention the Mana Web, Senior Miya's face flushed with two spots of shyness. She had always gone there secretly, but because of her previous battle with Little Yaojing, her own mask had fallen off. This gave her a sense of shame, as if her dark history had been exposed, and she hadn't had the face to see anyone for the past two days.

"As for being good at taking care of people, I'm just influenced by my template; I quite like children."

Miya's evolution template was the Brilliant Gold Dragon. This dragon species was no longer an ordinary dragon, but a type of Dragon God, possessing divinity. As the mistress of the Golden Town in the depths of the earth's veins, the Brilliant Gold Dragon had the side of an Earth Mother Goddess, possessing the gentle maternal nature of an Earth Mother Goddess.

And Miya's talent was very high. From birth, she had directly inherited one of the core talents of the Brilliant Gold Dragon: the Golden Town of Earth Veins (SSR). This was equivalent to possessing the divinity of the Brilliant Gold Dragon as an Earth Mother Goddess, and thus, her personality was inevitably influenced by this powerful talent.

The gentleness of the Earth Mother Goddess and the cruelty of the dragon's instinct existed simultaneously within her, and this was the source of her distress. The gentleness of the Earth Mother Goddess made her unable to bear being harsh to the sisters around her, but the cruelty of the dragon's nature urged her to destroy. With no other choice, she could only run to the Mana Web to vent.

"So that's how it is?"

Hearing Senior Miya's explanation, Dorothy's eyes lit up.

This meant that Senior Miya was actually a gentle big sister. *Yay*...

The Home Witch suddenly felt that her first love might still be salvageable.

... The Home Witch is feeling moved... ===== CHAPTER 144 =====