Chapter 158

Madeline is feeling very weary at this moment. She now only feels that whoever wants to be the club president can go ahead and be it; in any case, she doesn't want to do it anymore. This team is impossible to lead; it really is impossible to lead.

Can't you guys show some backbone? It's not easy to get a chance for guidance from a big shot, so can't you perform a little better? Wasn't it quite good just a moment ago? How did you all fall apart again in just a few minutes?

Looking at the order and discipline she had painstakingly trained for in the past now being ruined by the Young Lady in a single meal, the Succubus Witch has nothing left to say.

Tired, don't love it anymore, whatever happens, happens.

Madeline really wanted to say that, but as a witch whose Zhai Wuhun is a Paladin, her sense of responsibility clearly didn't allow her to just drop the burden and quit. She turned around, wanting to explain a few things to Yufilia beside her, hoping to salvage the situation at least a little.

However, as she turned, she suddenly realized with a start that there was already no one beside her.

Madeline: "???"

The Succubus Witch felt a panic in her heart.

Ah, this—could it be that the big shot is furious and has already flicked her sleeves and left?

But just as she thought this, she took a closer look and was stunned to discover that a tall figure had already appeared in front of the pot where everyone was fighting in a mess.

That Dragon Queen is currently quickly loading food into her bowl; her movements are skillful and precise, as if she has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

Seeing this, the Succubus Witch really wanted to ask: Big shot, why are you so practiced at this?

On the other side, Yufilia had no dissatisfaction with this chaotic cafeteria; in fact, she even found it quite endearing.

Hmm, this hits the spot. This is the Armed Club she is familiar with, and this is what the little witches of the Armed Club should look like. The previous "orders are followed and prohibitions are enforced" look was good from the perspective of a battle group soldier, but in the end, it lacked a bit of the spirit and vitality that little witches should have.

If you aren't young and vigorous, can you still be called a young person?

From the perspective of a legion officer, a battle group that follows orders and has iron discipline is naturally the best, but this doesn't mean that the more obedient, the better. After all, if that were really the case, wouldn't a puppet army that absolutely obeys commands be even better?

Therefore, discipline is very important, but personal subjective initiative is equally important. Besides, a witch's magic originates from a heart that believes; once the heart is also bound by all sorts of rules and regulations, then such a witch won't go far.

Thus, an excellent witch battle group commander must learn to master a balance between discipline and personality—they must make the witches under their command obedient, but they also cannot stifle their personalities. This is very difficult.

And this is also the reason why there are many capable fighters in the Witch World, but commanders who are good at leading groups are very rare.

That little succubus does have the talent to become a leadership-type talent, but she is still a bit green for now and emphasizes discipline a bit too much.

Yufilia thought this to herself, then looked at the little witches fighting in a mess around her with some nostalgia.

Hmm, this reminded her of things from her childhood. The little witch training camp in the Dragon Kingdom really liked to use food to stimulate the little witches to show their true nature; in that training camp's cafeteria, if you really went late, there would be no food to eat.

But having said that, in the Dragon Kingdom's training camp, everyone fought for food because the portions were small and not enough to eat, but what is the situation here? She saw just now that the portions in the pot were quite sufficient. They are fighting just to eat a little earlier? Is this necessary?

Lowering her head to look at the work of her own daughter in the bowl before her, Yufilia was a bit curious.

Then, she returned to Madeline's side with a hundred-person portion quota and kindly shared ten portions with the Succubus Witch.

Well, as a Peak Witch, her appetite is naturally terrifying. For a witch of her realm, eating is really just entertainment—eating for the taste.

After all, their ability to absorb and digest mana is too strong; even high-end cuisine containing mana is absorbed in seconds upon eating. There is simply no way to fill their stomachs. If they really want to be full, they would probably have to swallow a world directly to feel satiated.

Therefore, if Yufilia were to eat to her heart's content, there would be nothing left for the other little witches; she wouldn't even leave the pot for them.

But after all, this is her daughter's work. The Dragon Witch's mindset at this moment is like a mother holding her daughter's award certificate and showing it off everywhere; she wishes she could let everyone see how amazing her daughter is.

So, a hundred-person portion is enough to taste the flavor.

Yufilia thought so, then she also found a random seat and started eating.

"Thank you."

Seeing that this Dragon Queen had actually kindly brought food for her too, Madeline, who had already been rubbing her hands and preparing to join the chaotic battle, was stunned for a moment, then happily thanked her.

Well, did she really go to such great lengths to invite the Young Lady to serve as the club's food consultant just to benefit everyone? It was all because she was craving the Young Lady's Zhai Wuhun and her craftsmanship. As a result, she had been busy running around all day today and hadn't even eaten a single hot bite. This wave was almost a total loss.

However, just as she finished thanking her and was about to excitedly start eating, her martial artist's intuition suddenly began to scream frantically, warning her that she was being targeted by something terrifying. And she herself indeed felt that she was trembling from body to soul; that feeling was like a mortal facing a hungry giant dragon.

And what was even more uncomfortable was that Madeline instantly realized the source of the danger; it was precisely that Dragon Queen sitting across from her.

The Succubus Witch carefully raised her head, and then, unsurprisingly, discovered that the bowl across from her was already empty, and the Dragon Witch, whose appetite had been whetted, was now staring at her, her eyes even turning red.

Madeline: "......."

Damn, big shot, don't scare people like this. This is what you gave me yourself just now; it's not like I'm snatching food from a dragon's mouth.

Fearing that she would be swallowed along with the food by the starving big shot, the Succubus Witch was trembling with fear. Although she couldn't bear to part with the delicious food in front of her, her life was ultimately more important.

Fortunately, just as she was preparing to push the bowl to the person across from her, Yufilia had already returned to normal.

"Sorry, I scared you. It's just that Dorothy's craftsmanship is truly a bit surprising to me."

Using her tenacious martial artist's will to forcibly suppress the gluttony original sin that had been hooked within her body, the Dragon Witch sincerely apologized to the weak, pitiful, and helpless Succubus Witch in front of her who really wanted to eat, and then tried hard to keep her gaze from looking at the bowl.

Really, she considers herself someone who has seen the world. As a veteran foodie, what kind of delicacies hasn't she tasted? She often mooches off the Long Wang's imperial chef team, okay?

But her own daughter's craftsmanship is really not right. That ultimate deliciousness that was soul-stirring just now—she really hadn't tasted it in the past, and hadn't even heard of it, okay?

If there were a so-called God of Omniscience and Omnipotence in culinary arts, Yufilia feels that her daughter is probably not far from that realm.

You have to know that even the Long Wang, who is the biggest foodie, doesn't have an imperial chef team assembled from various worlds with such outrageous craftsmanship. It was actually able to make her, a Peak battle-mage famous for her firm will, lose her composure over just a single meal.

Ah, this—Dorothy, oh Dorothy, just how many things are you still hiding?

The Dragon Witch thought of her treasure of a daughter and fell into deep thought.

...... The Home Witch who slipped away is suddenly sneezing.....