Chapter 78: What Is a High-Quality Succubus Anyway?

The Armed Society is the largest club in the Witch Academy.

It has over a million members total—a massive organization with immense influence, second only to the Student Union, which has over two million members, making it currently the third-largest power in the academy. (Student Council, Student Union)

After all, the organization behind this club is none other than the major battle squads of the Witch Military.

Basically, if you perform exceptionally well in the Armed Society during your studies, you have a high chance of being noticed by recruitment officers from the major battle squads, and upon graduation, you’ll be directly conscripted into one of the elite few main battle squads of the entire witch world, becoming a glorious Armed Witch.

For a combat race like witches, where nearly everyone is a soldier, graduating directly into a main battle squad is unquestionably a glorious achievement that brings honor to your lineage—it essentially means that as long as you survive the battlefield, after a few dimension wars, you’ll have taken the fastest path to becoming a life winner with everything you could ever want.

Forget other things—just mentioning you’re a member of a certain battle squad on the matchmaking market instantly grants you priority in choosing partners; if you’re even an officer, you instantly become the hottest catch in several nearby witch territories, possibly even being directly taken as a son-in-law by some minor lord.

Armed Witches, especially those belonging to renowned major battle squads, are incredibly sought-after and hold such high status in this world.

This is also the main reason why the Armed Society has so many members.

Almost every young witch with even a hint of combat talent, regardless of whether she’ll truly become a real Armed Witch, joins the Armed Society first—just to try it out, since there’s no harm in trying, and if it doesn’t work out, she can always decide later; if it does, it’s an absolute windfall.

Other clubs scramble desperately for new members with every trick imaginable, but the Armed Society never worries about recruiting—on the contrary, to avoid having too many newcomers, they actively set thresholds and screen applicants, a delightful problem that makes research clubs, who fight tooth and nail just to attract one student, envious, jealous, and bitter.

But this also means that the witches who enter the Armed Society are almost all the most combative ones, and with over a million aggressive individuals gathered together, the daily chaos is unimaginable and exhausting.

For years, how to rein in this violent beast known as the Armed Society and make these fiercest little witches behave even slightly has been a major challenge for the academy—countless Student Union members have worn themselves out daily casting hair-growth spells on their heads.

The Armed Society is the Student Union’s greatest nemesis, its eternal enemy.

But all that is past now—this generation’s Student Union and Armed Society are as close as family. Well, to be precise, they’ve literally become one family.

Because the current leader of the Armed Society, who commands this campus’s largest violent group, is none other than the Chair of the Student Union’s Disciplinary Committee—Madeline.

This year’s Armed Society has become a recruitment base for the Disciplinary Committee; its strongest members have been absorbed into the campus security unit under the Disciplinary Committee—the Purification Thirteen Squad.

Hmm, use magic to fight magic, use thugs to control thugs.

This move directly cut the root of the problem—by recruiting the most violent core members of the Armed Society to manage the rest, it worked astonishingly well.

As a result, this year’s Witch Academy has had the best discipline in nearly a thousand years.

Unfortunately, such an effective method isn’t something anyone can use—there’s only one way to make the Armed Society’s thugs obey: defeat them outright with absolute strength.

But the problem is, the strong one who can crush every member with overwhelming force is most likely the most vicious thug himself—he’s usually the source of the problem, the Student Union’s biggest headache.

Therefore, to achieve this “violence controls violence” system, you need a rare powerhouse who possesses both overwhelming strength and a firm belief in order—and luckily, this year’s leader, Madeline, is exactly that kind of person.

When this succubus witch joined the Armed Society over a decade ago, the unruly thugs mocked her, saying a succubus like her should join the dance club next door and become a socialite, not come here to the Armed Society.

After all, a witch who evolved from a succubus template—could she possibly be a proper Armed Witch? Clearly, she’s not serious.

Succubi are infamous throughout the Abyss for their pitiful combat power; these delicate demons have only their dream-infiltration technique as a barely usable skill.

Oh, and their bodies—gifted with the ability to make anyone feel euphoric. Ha...

In short, the Armed Society was then filled with cheerful, lewd energy; the smiles the wild little witches gave this succubus witch trying to join them—well, you know what they meant.

And then...

And then they all truly felt euphoria.

That day, the Armed Society’s bullies remembered the fear once imposed by their seniors—and tasted the humiliation of being beaten senseless by a freshman.

They deeply realized the terror of a succubus overcoming her lustful instincts, redirecting her unique bodily gift—the precise control over every inch of her flesh, once used solely to bring pleasure in bed—toward martial arts and combat techniques.

One punch, and a small meat patty appeared on the ground; one kick, and a new painting adorned the wall. One against many, yet she fought like a one-woman army, relentlessly chasing and beating a crowd with terrifying, horrifying endurance.

Her exquisite bodily control—so exquisite it made you feel heaven and hell—her unbreakable body, her powerful self-healing, and her terrifying stamina that could exhaust a hundred opponents while she remained eager for more.

These traits sound very succubus-like, but why are they so terrifying, so horrifying, when the battlefield shifts from bed to arena?

Even today, over a decade later, those former members—now loyal soldiers of the Purification Thirteen Squad under the great Disciplinary Committee Chair—still involuntarily shudder when recalling that brutal day, never again daring to entertain even a single thought about succubi, once considered so alluring.

Oh my god, succubi are truly terrifying.

But over the years, the leader has rarely fought personally—there are still hardly anyone in the Armed Society who can last even a few rounds against her, and in the entire Witch Academy, only the even more legendary Student Union President remains capable of sparring with the Disciplinary Committee Chair.

Yet these two titans have coexisted peacefully for years, undisturbed; despite countless forum threads debating who’s stronger, with thousands daily arguing fiercely, the two protagonists remain utterly unmoved, always greeting each other warmly, showing not the slightest intention to fight—leaving countless gossiping witches desperate.

So when a post appeared on the academy forum this morning, the entire Witch Academy erupted.

“Wake up, everyone! Get out there and rush to the Armed Society’s main arena—today’s a show! We’re declaring to the world who the true god of this Witch Academy really is.”

The post’s content was like this—normally such cryptic posts would sink quickly, but who could ignore the blindingly bright gold verification badge of the poster?

Poster: Dana, President of the True Eye Society.

Oh my god, this is another heavyweight! If this big shot personally vouched for it, how could it be fake?

Instantly, the news society’s crows took off like a storm to secure the first scoop—and then...

“Holy shit, it’s the Student Union President—she’s bringing people into the Armed Society’s main arena!”

As the war correspondent screamed this on the academy forum,

*Snap!*—the entire academy erupted into celebration.

Excited little witches immediately screamed and rushed out of their dorms to the scene; the sky above the campus filled with a dark sea of brooms—you could see many still in their pajamas, having bolted straight out, and even more with messy hair, clearly having leapt from bed without even washing their faces.

The other species living in the Witch Academy trembled in fear, unable to comprehend why the gods were so excited—was a divine war about to break out?

Meanwhile, Dorothy, still unaware of the chaos outside, quietly followed the angel witch into the massive, exquisite building—majestic as a divine arena.

And then...

“I’m here for a practical exam. Who’s your club’s strongest fighter?”

After safely entering and confirming she hadn’t caused any chaos, Dorothy dropped the act and spoke directly to the club members:

.....little witches shouting in chaos.....