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"Damn teleportation."

As soon as she emerged from the portal, Dorothy expertly hugged a trash can and started spewing rainbows; at that moment, she realized a serious problem—she might have to endure this unbearable teleportation every day from now on.

After all, given the size of Witch Academy, if it were a short distance within the One-Ring or Second Ring, she could still fly on a broom, but if the club headquarters really settled in the Thirteen-Ring, then living in the central Tower of Shine, she’d have to rely on teleportation to attend club activities every day, or else she couldn’t possibly fly at full speed for hours on her commute.

Ah, this...

At this moment, the homebody witch faced a tough decision, which was: go for cheap rent, wallet at ease; or stay close to home, self at ease.

In the end, after considering the multiple layers of hopeful buffs she currently had, and the astronomical amount of Witch Gold Yuan she would need to buy land in the future, Dorothy’s internal scales still tipped towards hugging her wallet.

"Humph, it’s normal for the conditions to be tough at the beginning of a start-up, Dorothy, oh, Dorothy, you can’t slip into luxury and extravagance just yet. You have to uphold the spirit of a good comrade who endures hardship and is diligent. Once the club starts making a profit and we’re not short on cash, the conditions will naturally improve," she consoled herself.

She skillfully drew a big pie in the air and then ate it herself.

But on a second thought, the teleportation sickness today seemed to have improved a lot compared to the past.

"Your high space-time talent is truly a bit frightening, reacting so massively," Hat Senior Sister floated a bit higher above the homebody witch’s head with a hint of disdain and then offered her consolation.

"But it’s no big deal, in the end, it’s just that you, Dorothy, have too little magic power and too weak attributes, unable to grasp the mysteries of space-time glimpsed during the teleportation process. Once you have more magic power or go through more teleportations, you’ll gradually get used to it."

"I know that myself, but getting used to it is not so easy. Before I fully acclimate, I might have already suffered myself to death," Dorothy replied while taking the handkerchief offered by the concerned Little Fox next to her to wipe her mouth, and rolled her eyes at Hat Senior Sister.

Having suffered teleportation sickness for so many years, Dorothy had long since figured out her own issue. She had read a lot of space-time papers in the Magic Web Library.

Normal people only experience a blink of the eyes when passing through a teleportation circle; they are too insensitive to space-time fluctuations and thus naturally do not have any special reactions.

But Dorothy was different. With her space-time sensitive physique, she could acutely feel the changes in space-time around her every time she teleported.

It was just that her current physical constitution clearly could not analyze and process these overly complex changes in space-time. A small horse cannot pull a heavy cart.

Therefore, there was an imbalance between perception and the body in this respect, resulting in symptoms of teleportation sickness.

In short, too much data was crammed in at once, and the system crashed, needing a reboot and buffering.

Today she felt much better than before because over the past month, she had been eating nourishing foods every day, and her magic power had soared. With an increase in magic power, her Six-Dimensional Attributes naturally rose as well.

The small horse had grown into a medium-sized one, so naturally, pulling the cart became a bit easier.

Of course, apart from upgrading the hardware, you can also avoid your computer from crashing by optimizing the software—that is, turning a large cart into a small one.

It’s just that the process of optimizing the software...

Well, don’t underestimate a witch’s adaptability. All it would take is for Dorothy to teleport every day, a few times a day, and she might become accustomed to this kind of medium and short-range teleportation after a few months.

Moreover, during this adaptation process, her space-time talent would be developed, and her understanding of space-time magic would deepen. Aside from the suffering, it was all advantages.

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So, perhaps this is what is meant by ’pain and pleasure.’ This is also why she ultimately chose to sacrifice her comfort to save her wallet.

"Thank you."

After recovering for a dozen seconds, Dorothy, now back to normal, handed the handkerchief back to Audrey standing by her side and thanked her politely.

Little Fox responded with a sweet smile, while Senior Mia next to her looked full of regret.

Damn it, she had been a step too slow just now. It was her first time learning that Little Fairy originally had an issue with getting dizzy from teleportation, and she hadn’t reacted in time. But why was this Fox Spirit so adept? How many times have you done this sort of thing?

Before she could take any action to remedy the situation, a figure flashing with red light whooshed over from not far and threw herself directly into her Little Fairy’s arms, snuggling and rubbing against her.

Ah, this...

Alice?

After clearly identifying the newcomer, Mia was slightly stunned, taken aback.

After Alice had replenished some of her sister’s energy, she realized someone else was watching her. The little witch quickly wriggled out of her sister’s embrace and, pretending to clear her throat, her eyes rolled around as she prepared to find an excuse to bluff her way through.

After all, her being sisters with the well-known young lady had not been made public yet.

But before the little witch could come up with an excuse, Dorothy had already taken her hand and confessed to Senior Mia and Audrey.

"This is my sister, Alice."

After all, both Senior Mia and Audrey were trustworthy people. There was no need to lie or hide anything from them, especially since they would all be sisters in the same society from now on. Apart from truly secret matters, there was no need for deception.

Upon hearing this, Mia’s expression turned to one of realization.

She had wondered why Little Fairy had lost so thoroughly during her initial challenge at the school, and at the time, it felt like the Little Fairy was oddly familiar with the members of the Armed Society. It turned out that Alice was the little mole all along.

Mia, somewhat annoyed by this revelation, grabbed the little witch’s still baby-fat cheek and gave it a fierce rub.

"Stop messing around, Sister Mia, I know I was wrong, I really do."

The little witch struggled hard, but how could she possibly match Mia? She ends up being vigorously rubbed by her big sister.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Alice and Mia had always been good. After all, if one had to say, Alice had known Mia for even longer than Dorothy had.

When the little witch entered the Witch Academy at the age of three, the then eight-year-old Mia was already in the Armed Society. Having started boarding school at such a young age, Alice had been looked after by Mia for a more extended time than even her biological mother, Annie.

So, before Annie remarried, the only sister figure the little witch acknowledged was Mia, whom she looked up to as a kind of sworn or foster sister.

But now...

Well, the sisterly bond had hit a bit of a snag, especially after the Magic Web Duel between Dorothy and Mia where their pseudonyms were exposed. Alice was dumbfounded at the time.

On one hand was her gentle senior who had looked after her like a sister and mother at school, and on the other was her half-sister introduced by her stepfather after her mother remarried. Being lavished with affection by two such sisters should have been like a dream come true, but why, why had it turned out like this?

Thinking of the overt and well-known courtship Mia had been launching at the young lady these past few days, the little witch felt weary.

So after finally breaking free from Mia’s furious dog-head rubbing, she quickly ran to Dorothy’s side. Hiding behind her real sister, she looked somewhat warily at the opposite foster sister.

Hmph, Senior Mia, I used to think of you as a good sister, but then you go and have designs on your real sister, wanting to become my brother-in-law (sister-in-law). You’re despicable. Our sisterhood can never go back to the way it was.

The little witch thought angrily.

"Alright, enough. Alice, where are those places you recommended?"

Unaware of the drama between her sister and her friendly rival on the internet, Dorothy hadn’t forgotten about the main event of the day, asking her this question.

...Homebody Witch in anticipation.....