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It turned out that the teleportation technology of the Witch World was indeed well-developed. Almost the instant Noelle Rose finished clicking "Agree," specks of light flooded the mountaintop chamber, and shortly afterward, outside the pavilion, an over two-meter-tall figure materialized.

"Junior Sister, you've arrived."

Spider Teacher had just wanted to stand up to extend a welcome, but upon entering, the Dragon Witch paid her no attention. Those domineering and authoritative golden dragon eyes merely swept over the private room and finally settled on a certain little witch who had been leisurely eating melon, waiting to watch the spectacle, transforming the disdain in her gaze into gentleness, like water.

"Ahem..."

Dorothy, who had been contentedly snacking while anticipation rose for the ceremony to begin, in order to see what sort of surprise her dorm mate had mentioned, was truly startled at this point.

When she saw the familiar figure appear, the surprise choked her so that a piece of melon got stuck right in her throat, immediately causing her grave discomfort and coughing.

"Senior Sister, are you alright? Drink some water, drink some water."

Little Fox, seeing this, swiftly grabbed a bottle of beverage from nearby to pour for her Senior Sister—to soothe her throat.

Hearing this commotion, the Spider Witch couldn't care less about her long-lost Senior Sister anymore, and comparing the betrayal of her Senior Sister, of course, her beloved apprentice was far more important.

She had just intended to step forward and show concern to boost her beloved apprentice's favorability, when a strong hand abruptly landed on her shoulder.

"Junior Rosie, aren't you going to introduce to your Senior Sister who among these two is the super-amazing apprentice you mentioned wanting to nurture?"

The Dragon Witch said so with a face full of "kindness."

"It's the one coughing, Dorothy, just like the meaning of her name suggests, she is a gift bestowed upon me by the deities. I've come to you, Senior Sister, because I want your help in seeing which Great Witch from her family's Dragon Kingdom I can visit soon to discuss mentorship."

Although at this time, the Spider Witch's Spider Sense (SSR) talent had started sending frantic warnings, Noelle Rose wasn't really panicked, considering her Senior Sister had been freakishly strong since their school days, and her own inferior talent would always act up when she got near.

After all these years, she had grown accustomed to its jumping, for although Senior Sister seemed fierce and not easy to approach, once you got to know her, you would find she's actually quite nice.

Although today this broken talent was jumping particularly violently, the Spider Witch merely assumed it was because it had been a long time since they'd seen each other and Senior Sister seemed to have grown even stronger, which was why the talent was so unstable.

For a moment, she thought she even saw a vision of herself as a decapitated corpse slumped on the ground.

Wow, this time even a premonition of death came out, it looks like Senior Sister's strength might have reached near the level of a Sage. She's truly impressive. I used to think I'd see her silhouette once I reached the Peak, but now it seems I can hardly catch even her trail.

Noelle Rose reflected thus in her heart.

Then...

Then, her head was abruptly seized by a dragon claw.

Spider Witch: "???"

Senior Sister, although it's true we haven't seen each other for a long time, isn't this way of expressing emotion a bit odd? Shouldn't it be a hug or something like that?

And, although it's fine for us to mess around in private, my adorable apprentice is here today. Can't you give me some face? I cannot lose my teacher's dignity.

With these thoughts in her mind, Noelle Rose looked towards her beloved apprentice.

She saw the little witch who had previously been choking on melon, now simply tensed her throat muscles to crush the stuck fruit, and after taking a swig from the beverage that Little Fox handed her, she also looked in their direction.

Finally, the little witch opened her mouth and obediently uttered one word.

"Mom."

"Uh..."

The Spider Witch was suddenly a bit stunned, but also pleased.

Oh dear, Dorothy, although there is indeed a saying among witches that "One day as a teacher means a lifetime as a mother," we haven't even held the mentorship ceremony yet. You're making it hard for people to refuse.

She thought this in her heart, and then she heard a response from behind her.

"Sure."

The Dragon Witch smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.

Spider Witch: "....."

Wait a moment, this is quite a lot to process. Why did my apprentice call out 'Mom,' and my Senior Sister responded?

"Dorothy, could you please turn around a bit?"

Euphilia said so, smiling softly as she spoke.

"Of course, Mother Superior."

Dorothy, somewhat frightened by her own mother's killing aura at the moment, even went so far as to use honorifics. She quickly obeyed, turning around, and also pulled her Junior Sister—who was still confused and unaware of what was happening—around with her.

Although Dorothy didn't understand what exactly had happened, why her biological mother would suddenly appear in their box, and also seemed quite acquainted with the teacher.

The little witch was now a bit suspicious that her teacher might actually be an undercover agent sent by her own mother to set a trap for her, but given her mother's murderously furious appearance right now, she didn't dare to ask anything.

The two little witches trembled and turned around, and then they heard a miserable howl coming from their teacher behind them.

"Senior sister, calm down a bit, I can explain, really, give me a chance..."

"Senior sister, be gentle, you're hurting me..."

"It's going to split open, it's really going to split open, senior sister if you don't stop I'm going to break..."

.....

Crack.....

Finally, among a sound similar to that of a watermelon splitting open, everything quieted down.

Dorothy: "..."

Having a rough idea of what had happened behind her, the little witch suddenly felt scared. She slightly turned her head and glanced over at her mother and teacher's direction with the corner of her eye.

Then she saw her own mother calmly pulling out a white handkerchief to wipe her hands, and at that moment the handkerchief was stained with a large patch of red and white.

Boy, that was a real Strong Hand Skull Split there.

The little witch first ridiculed in her mind, then she remembered the seriousness of the situation.

Wait, this isn't the Arena, there's no False Life protection here, which means...

Holy moly, did my mom just kill my teacher?

Realizing this, the little witch was suddenly lost and didn't know what to do.

So the question is, should I go forward to help clean up for my mother, and then run away together? Or should I scream for revenge for my teacher and proceed to a righteous matricide?

The befuddled little witch was engulfed by confusion for a moment.

The Dragon Witch, who had just killed someone, also noticed her daughter peeking and smiled a bit sheepishly.

"I told you to turn around and not look, why can't you ever listen?"

Euphilia's voice was still gentle as she spoke.

Even though she was smiling as kindly as possible, the bloodstains splattered across her face were still trickling down, and her blood-covered face, despite being pretty, looked incredibly terrifying no matter how you looked at it.

Dorothy: "..."

No way, don't come over here.

The little witch was directly frightened silly by her mother's unexpected twist, and she clung to her junior sister shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing her daughter scared like this, the goofy Mother Dragon finally realized something. She touched her face and, seeing her blood-covered hands, was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Alright, stop lying on the ground playing dead; isn't it cold? You've scared the kids, hurry up and clean up."

Euphilia tossed the handkerchief, now dirtied by intervening, onto the headless corpse lying on the ground, and then gave the body a frustrated kick, saying.

And then Dorothy watched even more horrified as her teacher, who seemed to have died as miserably as some Magical Girl senior sister, stirred.

"It was you, senior sister, who started it, and you were so ruthless."

The supposedly dead, headless teacher shakily stood up from the ground. She reached up to touch where her head should be, found nothing, and then nonchalantly pulled out her neck and dropped it on the ground too.

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Yes, she really pulled it out, Dorothy saw it clearly, the neck came off just as easily as if she had pulled the head off a figurine with the neck attached in her previous life.

Afterward, the now neckless teacher calmly reached into her magic bag, took out a large box, and as she opened the box, it revealed rows of identically shaped closed-eyed beauties' heads, each with different makeup arrangements.

"Wuwuwu, that one was one of my favorite heads, you know, the material was so expensive, senior sister you're really too cruel, I said I could explain."

Spider Teacher took a head from the box and slotted it onto her shoulders, then while shaking her new neck and head into place, she complained.

"I think the reason why you can't get married off after all these years is due to your lousy spells. Unless someone is a puppet enthusiast like you, who would fancy someone who has turned themselves into a puppet like you have?"

The Dragon Witch spoke irritably and then snapped her fingers. A Cleansing Magic spell cleared the bloodstains from her body, and only then she comforted her daughter, who had been scared stiff.

"Don't be afraid, your teacher and I were just playing a game, just a small tussle between friends."

Dorothy: "..."

..... The little witch's worldview is being updated.....