Chapter 88: The Mistress of the Golden Village

Leaving aside the two fighters below on the arena, let’s shift perspective to the audience seats.

Ever since Mia’s abrupt confession, the entire audience seat erupted into chaos; the onlookers who had just moments ago been amiably sharing the spectacle now split apart once more.

There’s no helping it—Mia has always been wildly popular in the academy.

After all, who wouldn’t adore a top-tier white, rich, and beautiful older sister who’s stunningly beautiful, with an irresistibly alluring figure, a gentle personality, exceptionally caring, comes from an impeccable family, and could effortlessly support you into a life of total leisure?

In the annual anonymous poll released by Mo Yu News Agency on who students consider their ideal partner, Senior Mia has consistently ranked among the top three, serving as the quintessential template of the perfect wife for most young witches and embodying a status akin to a schoolwide crush.

Although ordinary students are well aware that they, as average witches, stand no chance of catching Mia’s eye, that doesn’t stop them from mentally treating her as their wife—just like those obsessive fans who call their idols “wife.”

But now, everyone’s wife has openly confessed—to someone who isn’t any of them, but a freshman.

In that instant, a wave of green light suddenly flared across the entire audience seat.

Yes, literally green light—a bunch of idiot witches had already started casting color-changing spells onto each other’s heads.

“Wahhh, my wife has a crush… but it’s not me.”

“I shouldn’t have come to the audience seats—I should’ve buried myself underground.”

“Love is a light that makes your heart tremble.”

“Ten years! I’ve pined for her for ten years! Do you know how shattered my heart is right now? I refuse to accept this marriage!”

Of course, not everyone was foolish enough to treat others as their wives, so seeing these heartbroken fools, others began to gloat.

“LMAO, you lot who change wives every three months have no right to talk about true love.”

“Count how many wives you’ve had—can you even remember?”

“Mia and the young mistress are naturally made for each other—why are you lot so worried?”

“Exactly! The president hasn’t even said a word yet.”

Hmmmm… the president?

Suddenly realizing the one being confessed to was the young mistress of the Student Council president, the onlookers fell silent. The ones who had just moments ago looked like grieving widows now sprang back to life, all eyes secretly darting toward the pure white figure in the front row of the audience.

Hmm… why does it look white but somehow always seem to glow green?

Sophie Lya, acutely aware of the pitying glances from the onlookers: “......”

Damn it—all thanks to those damn gossip-mongers at the Mo Yu News Society. They won’t get a single mana-coin from the Student Council this year.

The angel witch felt deeply offended.

Hmph, she and the young mistress aren’t even close, and they absolutely don’t get along. If not for the teacher’s assignment, who’d even bother with her?

But what’s Mia up to? Why suddenly confess to the young mistress? If the young mistress revealed her true face, fine—everyone would adore her. But her face is completely covered! What on earth does Mia see in her?

The angel witch was thoroughly baffled.

She’d grown up under her teacher’s care in the Land of Dragons, so she was no stranger to Mia, the princess of the Land of Dragons—after all, Mia belonged to the famed Astros clan, which, like her teacher’s Jormungandr clan, carried the noble blood of the Dragon King.

The Jormungandr clan had gradually declined, only recently revived under her teacher’s leadership, but the Astros clan had flourished continuously since ancient times, never once falling.

Their clan was the most famous wealthy family in the Land of Dragons, rulers of the Magic World's largest bank, "Golden Haven," and even the Magic World's currency, the Witch Gold, was their invention—proof enough of their staggering wealth and unfathomable depth of resources.

They were the true top-tier family of the Land of Dragons, far beyond the Jormungandr clan, which had only just barely climbed back into the ranks of first-tier families.

According to Sophie Lya, Mia was the first heir to the next Astros clan leader—inevitably, she would inherit the title “Mistress of the Golden Village,” becoming the wealthiest witch in the entire witch world, a living embodiment of wealth itself. (Hmm, rich dragon—I love this ancient dragon second only to the dragon king. She’s so hot.)

And Mia wasn’t some idle aristocrat who relied solely on family power—no top-tier clan would ever let a useless fool become the first heir. Mia herself was the strongest of her generation in the Astros clan, and even among this academy, which gathered most of the witch world’s young talents, her strength ranked solidly in the top three.

Hmm, meaning only behind the Student Council president and Madeline, the Disciplinary Committee chair.

Even the two of them, when facing this usually gentle and mild-mannered senior, weren’t certain they could defeat her outright—after all, the Astros family’s secret technique was peculiar; her usual state wasn’t her true peak. But if she truly unleashed her full power, she might even temporarily overpower both of them together.

But why would such a future titan of the witch world, this ultimate white-rich-beautiful, be interested in her own annoying young mistress? Mia, snap out of it!

The angel witch admitted she couldn’t understand this turn of events—she was thoroughly stunned.

But wait—just now, Mia called the young mistress “Fairy King.” What’s that? Sounds like a powerful title. Could Mia’s confession be tied to the story behind that title? Did they already know each other?

Sophie Lya speculated this, her curiosity rising.

Ugh, just how many secrets is the young mistress hiding from her and the teacher?

But clearly, she wasn’t the only witch who noticed that odd title. Soon, Sophie Lya learned its meaning from the gasps echoing through the audience.

“Wait—what did Mia just call the young mistress? Fairy King?”

“Yeah, the Fairy King from the Magic Net Dueling circuit?”

“Who else? It’s definitely the Philosopher Fairy Master! I knew that move looked familiar—the way she smashed that guy’s head? That’s the Fairy King’s signature!”

“Holy crap, so that’s why she said she’d ‘focus on studying’ after retiring—she’s a freshman here? The master is my classmate?!”

Once one person realized it, the revelation spread like wildfire. Instantly, the onlookers who had just moments ago felt betrayed by their “wife” now switched sides completely.

“Holy shit, Fairy King! You promised we’d all have fun wrestling together—how could you betray us? Don’t be seduced by the rich bitch—she’s not worthy of you!”

“Exactly! Fairy Baobei , forget this woman—you belong to all of us!”

“Wait, I just noticed—Mia’s horns after her transformation look oddly familiar… Holy crap, now that I think about it with the Fairy King connection… could Mia be that little she-dragon?”

“No way! Impossible! Mia would never be that violent! Don’t ruin my wife’s image!”

“Wife? From today, I’m cutting ties with that she-dragon. Fairy King belongs to everyone—you bitch, don’t try to steal her!”

In an instant, the onlookers who had just moments ago called Mia “wife” cleanly divorced her—and immediately became rivals to her new lover.

Sophie Lya, who had truly enjoyed the spectacle: “......”

The angel witch shook her head, muttering that the witch world was just too chaotic—she didn’t understand any of it, but she was thoroughly stunned.

So the young mistress was this famous in the Magic Net Dueling circuit?

Sophie Lya felt suddenly curious.

She’d once guessed the young mistress’s vast duel experience came from the Magic Net—but she never imagined her popularity there had reached this level.

The angel witch glanced around the audience and realized at least three-quarters of the crowd were shouting that the Fairy King belonged to them. The sight left her emotionally conflicted.

Holy hell, young mistress—how many alt accounts do you have? One Forest Witch wasn’t enough, now you’ve got the Fairy King—what’s next?

The pure-white girl turned her gaze back to the arena below.

The camera returned to the arena.

Dorothy’s furious punch slammed into Mia’s golden armor—but it had zero effect.

The punch only shattered the armor’s surface, but the broken gold immediately melted and re-solidified, repairing itself.

This sight made the house witch raise an eyebrow.

Tsk—Immortal Golden Armor. Confirmed. This brat is definitely that perverted sadistic little girl.

She clicked her tongue, growing more annoyed—but also slightly more serious.

Though it was surprising to find her online little sister was actually a stunningly sexy older woman in real life, now wasn’t the time to dwell on it. For her own money-making goals, she’d already sacrificed her own half-sister—what was one online friend?

But this opponent was genuinely formidable—slightly more challenging than expected.

After all, they were “old friends.” Dorothy knew this opponent’s strengths and weaknesses inside out.

No surprise—no matter how stupid a person is, being slaughtered by the same boss for over two years will make you memorize every move and attribute.

Combined with the real-world data she’d gathered from Alice, a brand-new character card materialized in her mind.

【True Name: Mia... Astros Nidhogg】

【Age: 22】

【Race: Pure-blood Witch (Radiant Dragon Template)】

【Rank: Grand Witch】

【Talent: Mother Earth’s Golden Village (SSR), Golden Law (SSR), Cloak in Gold Armor (SR)...】

【Specialty: Temperature Controller (SSR), Radiant Dragon Body (SSR)...】

【Skill: Golden Alchemy (SSR), Astros Family Secret Technique: Dragon King Combat Method (SSR)...】

【Total Mana: 300,000 Mana】

【Strength: S】

【Speed: A】

【Constitution: S】

【Spirit: B】

【Inspiration: B】

【Precision: A】

Dorothy: “........”

No wonder—this was the attribute sheet of a top-tier genius witch standing at the academy’s peak. This was the first time she’d ever seen another witch’s stats match her own level of luxury.

But seriously, she-dragon—you’re a Grand Witch sneaking into Magic Net duels to bully noobs? Do you even have shame?

Hmph, so what if I’m a Grand Witch? Rank doesn’t equal combat power. Once I finish this match, my points will reach Grand Witch too...

Hmmmm... right, Grand Witch requires 300,000 Mana. Never mind then.

But having more mana doesn’t mean anything—it’s a test match. No matter how much mana you have, you can’t use it here. Dorothy today is taking down a Grand Witch.

Besides, aren’t you supposed to be a bombardment witch?

Why aren’t you staying in the back row doing your job? What are you doing here in a combat technique exam, pretending to be a frontline assault witch?

Today, you’ll pay for your negligence. I’m no longer the helpless little rookie you used to crush.

The arena was a desert heat map, yet Dorothy felt icy cold—could this world get any worse?

.....Little witch, trembling with rage and cold...