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One silent night...

The next morning, Audrey, who had a rare good dream the night before, was once again woken by the annoying alarm of the Devil's Crow. Reluctantly sitting up in bed, she slapped the irritating alarm across the room with a hint of morning grumpiness.

It was purposely not placed on the nightstand within easy reach but on the dressing table far from the bed. The idea was that she would definitely have to get out of bed to turn off the alarm.

Unfortunately, plans are always beautiful, but reality is often cruel. Such a trick might work on ordinary humans, but for a witch...

Oh, sometimes having too much Magic Power can be quite troublesome.

The poor alarm endured pressures it should never have had to, facing a furious strike from an Elite Witch not far from being a Great Witch. There was nothing it could do but reluctantly break apart under the heavy blow of a fox-tail-shaped variant of Mage's Hand, its parts scattering all over the floor with a snap.

On the other hand, having vented her morning irritation, Little Fox felt much more awake. She looked at the remains of the alarm on the floor, fell silent for a moment, and then expertly cast "Witch's Repairing Spell."

This Spell is one of the most well-received in the series of Witch's Life Spells, originally a basic Restoration Curse that could only mend simple structures. However, after the talented Witch of the Forest modified it, it upgraded into a handy Spell capable of fixing anything mundane.

The principle was simple: it casts a status imprint when the item is intact, and when the item is damaged, casting Witch's Repairing Spell would activate the imprint and restore the item to its original state.

Moreover, the Spell instruction manual emphasized that if used by a witch with Time Talent, it could not only repair but also restore items to like-new condition.

Unfortunately, Audrey didn't possess Time Talent, and she wasn't sure if it really was as miraculous as claimed, though the high ratings from wizards on the Magic Network seemed to suggest it was true.

In any case, the Witch of the Forest was always incredible.

Having completed her daily morning praises as a devout follower of the Witch Cult, the now fully awake Little Fox broke free from the bed's sealing spell by the Great Demon King and stood up.

Just like before, with the help of Witch's Life Spells for dressing and washing up, she walked over to her dressing table.

From the nine fluffy fox tails behind her, one flexible tail picked up the now-repaired alarm from the floor and placed it on the table, while Audrey looked at her stunning reflection in the mirror.

She decided to try the "Makeup Art" from the newly released series of Spells by her idol last night, one of the "Witch's Four Dark Arts."

Little Fox rarely did her makeup herself because, looking the way she did, doing makeup was practically flaunting herself, not to mention it was quite the hassle. Previously, her parents occasionally did her makeup at home, and Audrey was too lazy to bother.

But now things were different—how could she be too bothered to support her idol?

Sitting in front of her vanity mirror, Little Fox raised her hand and cast "Witch's Makeup Art," using a makeup template from the memory of her mothers having done her makeup.

The next moment, under the effect of the Spell, the various makeup tools on the dressing table seemed to move on their own, as though an invisible makeup master was personally attending to her.

Soon enough, in less than a minute, when the purple-eyed Audrey opened her eyes again, what reflected in the mirror was the perfect makeup identical to what she remembered.

Awesome, worthy of Lady Witch. Her skills are incredible, surely she is as sophisticated and elegant as her mothers in reality.

Little Fox was utterly convinced in her heart.

Therefore, having exceptionally completed her daily duties as a Bishop of the Witch Cult this morning, Audrey, in high spirits, walked out the door, only to be greeted by the aroma of food from the dining area.

Oh, thanks be to Lady Witch for blessing her followers with delicious food.

Once again praying devoutly, Little Fox hurried to the dining table and took a seat.

"Uh, Audrey, what made you decide to wear makeup today?"

The Succubus Witch, bringing breakfast from the kitchen, instantly noticed the change in her sister and asked with some confusion.

Although as an artist devoted to the pursuit of beauty, her sister was against deliberately tarnishing her appearance, a form of profanity against beauty.

Likewise, because of the misfortunes encountered due to her beauty, her sister also disliked dressing up and putting on makeup, not wanting to stand out even more.

So what changed today?

Madeline was puzzled.

Perhaps her sister had resolved herself? After all, she dared to talk to the Student Council President yesterday, albeit through a puppet doll, which was a significant improvement.

The Succubus Witch first felt ecstatic, thinking her sister's condition was finally improving, but then another possibility surfaced in her mind.

Vanitas mulierum...her sudden makeup could not be because she was in love, could it?

Madeline's brow furrowed, and her gaze sharpened as she recalled the elder sister her younger sister had mentioned the night before.

Luckily, before she could dwell further, her sister's response reassured her.

"It's nothing, the Witch of the Forest released a new Spell, the Four Great Evil Techniques. It sounds strange, but it's quite fun. I highly recommend you buy it too, sis. It's a divine skill perfect for posting on the Magic Network."

Audrey took the opportunity to promote her idol's new Spells to her sister.

As she spoke, Little Fox visibly sank into despondency.

She suddenly realized that she had no friends to speak of, let alone a circle of friends, and her only contacts on the Magic Network were her mother, her sister, and her second aunt.

Although she had joined many forums and anonymous groups, revealing her real identity was against the unspoken rules, and she couldn't possibly post her own selfies in those groups.

Ah, the clown turns out to be me.

Madeline: "..."

Alright, so my sister only did her makeup to chase celebrities. No worries then; it's just a Magic Network idol, no real threat to my sister, so let her be happy.

However, she casually pulled out a spellbook and searched for that so-called Four Dark Arts her sister mentioned and took a brief look…

emmmmmm…...

Tsk, this Witch of the Forest is getting more and more irresponsible. Makeup Art and that Photoshop Art are fine, somewhat reasonable, but what in the world are Plastic Art and Transforming Art?

Okay, perhaps Plastic Art can be used for disguises and assassinations, so it's somewhat useful. But this Transforming Art…

A witch can temporarily transform into a mortal man?

Tsk, how is that even useful? Mortal men have no bonus to casting spells, their physical strength is utterly feeble, and besides potential for reproduction, what good are they?

Uh, wait, reproduction? Good heavens, isn't this just some sort of private, bedroom enhancing spell not meant to be discussed openly among witch couples?

The Succubus Witch's face darkened, growing increasingly furious with this new generation Spell Master, whose immense talent always seemed to find its way into mischief. Couldn't she channel her talent into something more productive?

We witches are a warrior race; combat spells are what truly matters. Life spells are just there to scrape by, but powerful combat spells are the truth.

The Disciplinary Committee Chairwoman shivered with anger. As a spokesperson for Witch Academy's regulations, her professional instincts itched at the sight of such misguided geniuses, and she was tempted to directly charge at this irresponsible Spell Master and guide her back to the right path, if only her identity was public.

Forget it, no more looking. Time to eat, anything else today?

The Succubus Witch closed her spellbook in frustration.

There was news from the club; it seemed someone was undergoing a professional evaluation in standing spells. As the Club President of the Armed Society, Madeline, of course, had to attend.

However, after the meal, as the Succubus Girl was preparing to leave, she suddenly noticed she had a little tail following her.

"Audrey, don't you have the day off today? I remember new students don't have classes until after the two days of orientation are over,"

The Succubus Witch looked curiously at her sister, who was also ready to head out, tying her shoes at the hallway.

Is it the end of the world? My socially anxious sister actually wants to go out voluntarily?

Madeline was greatly shocked.

"It's boring at home, sister. Are you heading to the Armed Society today? Can I come and watch?"

Audrey, batting those enchanting purple eyes, coquettishly asked her sister.

Well, she couldn't observe the semi-final written test of her senior sister the day before, but today's final practical evaluation was on her sister's turf, and Little Fox was curious about it.

After all, this was a senior sister she'd be interacting with for a long time, and she also held the special puppetry technology Audrey wanted to learn. Audrey felt she couldn't miss the chance to find favor today.

Hmm, should Little Fox plan to add her senior sister as the fifth member of her friend list, and also her first non-relative friend?

If she does, then her Witch's Four Dark Arts would finally become useful, right? She also wanted to post on her friend circle.

Audrey felt clever, her plan seamless.

Meanwhile, the Succubus Witch, looking at her sister in front of her, was in principle reluctant to bring her sister out, fearing she might get hurt. Yet thinking about how today's location was her own territory, the Armed Section, with top-notch security inside the academy, she felt perhaps there was nothing to worry about.

Therefore, she eventually nodded.

"Alright, I'll take you to see it, but remember, don't stray too far from me,"

Madeline cautioned her sister.

Yay…..

Little Fox cheered for a moment.

But as soon as they stepped outside, and the sense of security from home faded, she immediately shut her mouth, her face stiffened, expressionless, turning back into the aloof beauty others perceived her to be.

...The two sisters rushed along...