Chapter 683: Dorothy of the Air Force

"Wow, Big Sister, look, you're famous."

A few days later, Dorothy, who was temporarily idle, was fishing leisurely by a river outside the city when Wenwen ran over in a rush, handing a piece of paper she had torn from somewhere to her.

The Home Witch reached out and took the paper. She originally just glanced at it casually, but soon her eyes widened, and she was somewhat surprised.

She had thought this would be her wanted poster or something. After all, she had killed quite a few people in the past few days. Given the temper of those noble witches, it was impossible for them to just let it go; they would definitely send people to hunt her down and retaliate.

However, Dorothy didn't care about this. She hadn't intended to hide herself in the first place. She had even killed people in public under the watchful eyes of many several times, killing them so openly and aboveboard, fearing that others wouldn't be able to find her.

After all, she was currently trying to perfect the Dragon's Breath sword art and was eager for some experts to come and help her sharpen her sword.

It's just...

"This is a commendation order? Did those nobles get something wrong?"

Looking at the content of the paper in her hand, the Home Witch was a bit confused.

"Recently, a nameless hero has acted with courage, intervened when seeing injustice, drawn her sword to help, slaughtered a thousand thieves, and possessed extraordinary bravery. Her heart is as righteous as the great sun, and her sword is as brilliant as Tsukahara's..."

In any case, reading the content on the paper, it was full of rainbow-fart-level flattery, praising Dorothy to the point where even she felt a bit embarrassed.

"My god, I didn't even know I was this excellent."

The Home Witch sighed, then looked up at Wenwen beside her.

"Senior, where did you get this?"

Dorothy asked curiously.

She thought that perhaps these nobles weren't all hopeless people; there were still some who could distinguish right from wrong.

"I just picked it up in the city. Big Sister, you haven't entered the city for several days, so you might not know. You are currently the hottest celebrity in the entire Heian-kyo, the absolute traffic driver."

The Crow Tengu witch replied with a beaming face.

Life on the Yingzhou Continent was still relatively primitive, unlike the witches in the outside world who would post on social media for no reason, allowing news to spread rapidly through the Mana Web. The news of Yingzhou witches still relied on ancient channels such as posted notices, various storytellers, news peddlers, and the accounts of courtesans in the pleasure district.

And now, in just a few short days, the reputation of the nameless swordsman "Battousai," who traveled everywhere to uphold justice and possessed superb sword skills, had spread throughout the entire Yingzhou Continent. The news was spreading with unusual speed.

"Uh..."

Dorothy was stunned, and then the smile on her face faded.

She had thought this was just a commendation order written by some noble who had found their conscience, but now that she heard Senior Wenwen say this, she immediately realized that things weren't that simple.

To be able to hype up news and popularity to such a degree in just a few days, this wasn't something a single noble could accomplish; it could only be that all the nobles were working together.

But she had killed their people these past few days. Those nobles wished they could swallow her alive; how could they sincerely issue any commendation order to her?

Something was wrong, very wrong. When things are abnormal, there must be a demon.

The Home Witch's intuition began to sound an alarm.

She looked down at the "commendation order" in her hand again, and her expression became increasingly difficult to maintain.

"What do you mean my sword skills are better than Tsukahara's? I just randomly hacked a few ronin, and I can be mentioned in the same breath as a veteran sword saint?"

"Wow, what do you mean I am the light of contemporary samurai? Are you saying other samurai are too shameful? Oh, they are indeed shameful; that's a fact."

"Tsk, why blow me up into that kind of perfect superhero? This is too fake. There's no way such a perfect person exists in the world, *hiss*..."

Dorothy looked left and right, and in the end, she only saw four words between the lines of this "commendation order": "pitting against" and "killing with kindness."

"Hehe, Big Sister, you noticed something wrong? I didn't expect there to be capable people in this small place of Yingzhou nobles. In a place without even a Mana Web, someone is already so proficient in the essence of traffic hype."

Beside her, Wenwen looked at the Home Witch, who was completely numb, and covered her mouth to giggle.

As a professional reporter, she had seen through the sinister intentions behind this so-called "commendation order" from the very first glance. This was directly putting Big Sister on the fire to roast.

This kind of method was already a common tactic within their Mana Web entertainment media industry. Everyone often used this method to hype up hot topics or attack competitors.

And this kind of method, when used too much, actually wasn't that effective anymore. After all, the audience was tired of seeing it and wasn't that easy to incite.

But on this Yingzhou Continent, where news still relied on ancient channels, those Yingzhou witches who hadn't been online and were still relatively simple hadn't been impacted by big data. This set would be quite effective on them.

Especially those bottom-level people on the Yingzhou Continent who had always lived bitter lives—suddenly having a savior descend from the sky, it was estimated that many people really believed it and were waiting for this perfect savior to save them.

And those Yingzhou samurai who already cared about fame and fortune, being stimulated like this, it was estimated that many were already rubbing their hands, thinking about coming to meet this "arrogant and rampant" Battousai.

Especially the disciples under Tsukahara Isshin, the number one sword saint of Yingzhou; they probably really wanted to see how powerful the sword skills of this hero, who was legendary enough to rival their own ancestor, really were.

In literature, there is no first; in martial arts, there is no second.

The competitive spirit of martial artists cannot be underestimated. Throughout history, countless battles have been fought for the title of "number one in the world," which actually has no meaning.

In short...

*Hehe*, there's fun to watch next; Big Sister is in big trouble.

Wenwen laughed very happily. For a news person like her, she loved this kind of topic-worthy event the most.

*Shoot*, the next big wave of material can all be shot.

However, just as the Black-Winged Witch was gloating while looking at the Big Sister in front of her, she found that the Home Witch opposite had quickly calmed down.

"Uh, Big Sister, aren't you afraid that your play will be ruined by those people?"

Wenwen, who hadn't seen the reaction she wanted, asked, unwilling to give up.

"Afraid? Why should I be afraid? Is there anything on this Yingzhou Continent worth me being afraid of? As for the play, how do you know this isn't a plot already arranged in the script?"

Dorothy crumpled the "commendation order" into a ball, and then with a flick of her hand, a scorching fireball spell evaporated it directly, leaving not even a speck of ash.

The Home Witch continued to fish.

*Hmm*, compared to the trouble of this "commendation order," she cared more about another matter, which was that she had been "air-forcing" (catching nothing) until now today. If this continued, her title of "Fishing King" would soon be unable to be maintained.

*Damn it*, it seems like ever since she caught an evil god last time, she had been "air-forcing." Could it be that her luck was overdrawn? Or was that evil god just a welfare for the novice period?

Dorothy didn't believe in evil. She felt it must be that her fishing spot wasn't very good and was unlucky. So, she looked up at the other fishing spots and found that not far away, there was also a little witch in tattered clothes fishing, and the bucket by the little witch's side was already filled with quite a few fish. Her eyes lit up, and she shamelessly moved closer to the little witch's side.

*Hmm*, this wave of secretly absorbing other people's luck, it's impossible to "air-force" again.

Regarding this, the little witch was initially a bit vigilant, but as soon as she saw Dorothy's empty fish basket, she understood everything and looked at this fellow traveler with some pity. Afterward, she was quite generous and didn't speak up to drive people away.

And Wenwen, who was on the side, was a bit depressed for not getting the reaction she wanted. However, seeing the reactions of these two big and small fishermen, she felt it was quite fun and raised the camera hanging around her neck, aiming it at the Big Sister who was fishing.

Regarding this mysterious Big Sister, the Black-Winged Witch became more and more curious.

This was truly a woman full of secrets, and what a news person couldn't resist the most was such a mysterious character.

The more mysterious, the more value there was in digging deep. She, Wenwen, would sooner or later be able to lift the veil of this Big Sister and reveal her secrets to the world.

Just like that, two people fished, one person photographed the fishermen, and time passed slowly but peacefully until dusk, when a group of uninvited guests also arrived at the lakeside.

"Are you Battousai?"

The beautiful witch in noble clothes who was the leader asked thus.

However, Dorothy, who had truly "air-forced" for a day, was very depressed at this moment and didn't want to talk, too lazy to pay attention to this group of people.

But Wenwen, who was bored on the side with a dogtail grass in her mouth, answered for her.

"Hmm, yes, yes, yes, this is indeed the thousand-man-slaying Battousai. What is the matter, ladies?"

The Black-Winged Witch asked with interest.

And as soon as they heard Wenwen's words, the group of samurai opposite became restless. The guards and samurai surrounding the noble-clothed samurai became vigilant, their hands all moving close to the hilts of their swords, looking like they were ready to draw their swords at any time.

But the noble-clothed witch's eyes lit up.

"Hey, everyone says your sword skills are superb and can rival Sword Saint Tsukahara. I don't believe it. You must be a liar. Do you dare to fight me?"

This noble-clothed samurai, who looked quite young, raised her head slightly and said very arrogantly.

*Hmm*, it was as if it were that person's honor that she was willing to fight with anyone.

However, the Home Witch remained focused on the water surface, looking forward to whether a miracle would happen in the next second.

And the smile on the face of the noble-clothed samurai who had been ignored gradually solidified.

"Your Excellency is a bit too condescending."

She questioned thus, and the guards beside her also reached out and grasped their sword hilts one by one, their expressions equally unkind.

Of course, this still had no effect. Dorothy just glanced at these guys casually and then continued to look at her fishing float. On the contrary, the photographer Wenwen already had her camera in position.

However, the little witch next to the Home Witch, who had a bumper harvest of fish today, was a bit scared when she saw this scene. She began to quietly put away her fishing rod, wanting to leave, but didn't dare to.

"Hey, Big Sister, are you really that great hero Battousai recently?"

The little witch looked at the samurai who had vaguely surrounded this pond and quietly moved closer to Dorothy, then asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, yes, but I'm not a great hero, and I'm not called Battousai. You can call me Tsukimi Kuro."

Dorothy nodded and replied thus.

"Have you heard of me too?"

The Home Witch looked at the little witch's attire. From the tattered clothes on the other party, she could tell that this was a child from a nearby village, and her current location was quite far from Heian-kyo. She didn't expect that her name would be known even by people here.

"Of course, thank you for helping our village solve those big bad guys. Sister said you are our great benefactor."

The little witch also nodded excitedly.

However, she then looked at the samurai not far away with some worry and said in a low voice.

"Big Sister, you should run quickly. This is the Big Sister of the nearby lord's family. There will be no good end if you offend her."

"Oh, is she scary?"

Dorothy raised an eyebrow and then suddenly suggested.

"Then you share a fish with me, and I'll help you wipe out this lord's family together, how about that?"

The Home Witch looked at the full bucket of fish by the little witch's feet and felt a bit sour.

"Uh, if you want fish, then I'll give you all my fish today, but don't go do anything. The lord's family is not that easy to deal with; they aren't comparable to those few village bullies. Big Sister, you'd better run quickly."

The little witch handed over her bucket of fish and said anxiously.

However, although the little witch had deliberately lowered her voice, this couldn't escape the ears of a witch. So, at this moment, the noble-clothed samurai's very fierce gaze had already swept toward her.

This also scared the little witch, making her nervous and at a loss for what to do for a moment.

And Dorothy finally sighed. She reached out and rubbed the head of the sensible little witch in front of her, then looked at the group of uninvited guests opposite.

"Sigh, it really is a day of 'air-forcing,' in every sense of the word."

The Home Witch shook her head, then flicked the fishing rod in her hand.

She saw the mana fishing line at the end of the fishing rod snap automatically, and then everyone finally saw the true face of the fishing rod in her hand.

It was a long sword that was exaggeratedly long.

"Well, since I can't catch any big fish, I might as well scoop up some small fish. After all, it's not good to really 'air-force,' right?"

The cold swordsman held the sword in front of her and said thus.

And at this moment, the many guards beside the noble-clothed witch all changed their expressions simultaneously. They drew their swords and blades, guarding their own Big Sister.

But it was already too late.

"Tsk, what kind of status are you, to be worthy of putting on Big Sister airs in front of me."

The Home Witch said with disdain.

Afterward, a beautiful sword light flashed on the lake surface.

"Dragon's Breath, Second Form: Dragon Sucking Water."

Dorothy murmured as she sheathed her sword.

And in the originally calm lake surface, ripples surged, then turned into a sky-filling tornado that rushed straight into the sky.

That water tornado turned into a blue dragon-snake in the air, emitting a silent dragon roar, and then rushed toward the group of samurai.

*Boom... *

Water splashed everywhere in the sky, and it started raining fish.

Dorothy casually grabbed a big fish that fell from the sky, as tall as a person, and then handed it to the dumbfounded little witch beside her.

"Hmm, I'll use this one to trade with you for your fish. This can't be considered 'air-forcing,' right?"

And the little witch held the giant fish that was much bigger than her in a daze, then nodded blankly.

"It certainly doesn't count."

"Hmm, that's right."

Having received the answer she wanted, Dorothy nodded with satisfaction.

"Which direction was the lord's mansion nearby in again?"

She asked thus.

And the little witch pointed in a certain direction while holding the giant fish in her hands.

"Hmm, thanks."

Dorothy nodded. She rubbed the little witch's head again, then carried the little witch's fish bucket and walked away step by step.

*Hmm*, noble masters, Miss Battousai wants to eat fish tonight.

... Qian Bao is running away with the fish...

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