Otaku Witch

Time rolled back to about fifteen minutes ago at the headquarters of the Armed Society.

As an exceedingly large society with a total membership exceeding one million, even though the vast majority of members are usually distributed across the entire Witch Academy in the form of branches, not everyone would come to the headquarters for activities. Nevertheless, the headquarters itself was still massive.

It was a medium-sized floating island, roughly the same scale as the Student Council headquarters, and the island was also filled with Space Extension Spells, making its actual internal space dozens of times larger than its outward appearance.

However, unlike the Student Council, which was replete with temples and generally had an architectural style leaning towards the mythical and solemn, the interiors of the Armed Society's island were filled with arenas of various sizes, and the architectural style was mostly rugged, wild, and decorated with sculptures and murals mostly depicting hunting, skirmishes, and wars.

Especially at the very center of the island, there stood the Great Colosseum, reconstructed from the remains of an Ancient Dragon Kind. It was mightily imposing and visually striking, with the residual Dragon's Might around the building enough to strike fear into the cowardly and boil the blood of the brave.

In short, it was a place that naturally influenced the atmosphere around you, eliciting a surge of zeal the moment you stepped in.

Early in the morning, a small figure emerged from the portal at the entrance dock of the Armed Society.

This was a blond-haired, blue-eyed little girl with a porcelain-like delicacy, no taller than one hundred and thirty centimeters. Her petite frame, combined with her doll-like delicate face, was absolutely critical for some people's XP system, not to mention her twin-tail hairstyle and the slight baby fat on her face that showed adorable little fangs when she smiled.

Yes, very cute indeed.

If this were on human territory on the ground, such a cute little girl walking among pedestrians would probably have someone approaching her quickly, asking if she had lost her parents and if she wanted to go see the goldfish with uncle or something. However, this was an island in the air, the domain of the witches.

For witches, these ultimate beings, appearance and age are always very misleading.

In the Witch World, you should never underestimate anyone based on their appearance or age, or you will definitely pay a painful price.

Don't ask why there's such an unspoken rule, because countless news stories like "The new child at home turns out to be my great grandmother," "The trash me can't beat my 3-year-old niece," "Even though I'm the mom, everyone thinks I'm the younger sister" have already made it cliche.

And this is Witch Academy, with an admission requirement of 1w Mana at the entrance. So what does it represent when a loli in a school uniform appears here?

It only implies that while you were still playing with mud, she had already successfully enrolled, a true genius far superior to you.

So...

"Hello, senior sister."

"Good morning, Alice senior sister."

"Morning, Captain."

......

As soon as this cute little girl appeared, nearly all the members of the Armed Society who encountered her along the way promptly put down their tasks and respectfully greeted her.

After all, this little girl was a well-known personality of the current Armed Society. Rumored to have enrolled directly into Witch Academy at the age of three, she went straight to the Armed Society and began to compete with a group of adult witch students using her childish body.

Although this Senior Sister Alice didn't have a commanding and awe-inspiring first impression like the Club President, initially she was the one being crushed. After all, she was still too young at that time, and even though her Magic Power was not less than others, her unripe body was indeed at a disadvantage.

But this little witch senior was truly fierce. No matter how many times she was hammered down, she would just get up as if nothing had happened and continue to charge forward, fearlessly relentless.

As she gradually grew up, the terrifying suppressive power of the Genius Witch began to show little by little. Her rate of improvement was almost visible to the naked eye. Her seniors, who could easily crush her earlier, were all defeated and surpassed by her one by one. Now, at thirteen, she was already the Captain of the Thirteenth Squad of the Disciplinary Team Thirteen.

Although she was just the lowest-ranking captain, she was still a captain. According to the current rules of the Armed Society, aside from the Club President, the eternal first place, only the top 14 ranked individuals in the society could become captains of the Thirteenth Squad based on their seating order.

This meant that the little underclassman, who had just evolved from a young girl into a loli and hadn't even reached her physical peak yet, could already rank 14th among the million members of the Armed Society. Imagine what it would be like once she was fully grown.

For those witches with ordinary talents, this was already a big deal. The world of the big shots was too terrifying, far too remote for them; all these ordinary folks had to do was politely greet her when they saw her.

And to these younger underclassmen's greetings, the little underclassman Alice always nodded politely in return, then bounced away cheerfully, leaving only the swaying tails of her twin ponytails fluttering behind her.

This healing sight made the underclassmen feel cured; after all, such an innocent and adorable Alice was practically a mascot in the nearly all-wicked Armed Society.

Even though this mascot, once in battle mode, became even more vicious than the wicked.

"Hmm, looks like the little underclassman is in a very good mood today. She's been scowling for the past few days, which was quite scary."

The underclassmen exchanged glances, all relieved, feeling like their society's mascot was back.

......

Indeed, Alice was in a great mood right now, the little witch holding her spellbook gleefully, looking at the message on it and giggling stupidly.

[Fairy of the Forest: My dear sister, how is your club doing today? Nothing special, right? I'm planning to come over later and check.]

This was a Magic Network message her sister had just sent her. Thinking that she would soon see her sister, whom she hadn't seen in four days, the energy-depleted little witch instantly felt overjoyed.

Yeah, when my sister arrives later, I must show off my finesse as the captain of the Enforcement Team Thirteen. I've said it before—I'll take care of her once she enrolls, and she didn't believe me. This time, I must make my sister see me with new eyes,

Alice thought gleefully to herself.

Although, in fact, it seemed her sister was now arranged by their mother — the fearsome Dragon Witch — to live together with that detestable Student Council President, but no matter, with the sisterly bond I share with her, a mere president poses no threat. My sister definitely still loves me.

The little witch firmly believed this in her heart.

But speaking of which, someone was supposed to come to the club for a combat assessment today. Heh heh heh, aren't they just walking targets? Once my sister arrives, I'll personally show her what it means to be an Enforcement Captain.

Alice anticipated this in her heart.

And then...

"Who here can fight the best?"

10 minutes later, watching the swaggering, fully armed familiar figure below, who looked like someone unsavory, Alice, sitting in the captain's seat, opened her mouth in shock—her jaw almost dropping.

Damn, who is this? Why does she look so much like my sister?

.....The little witch in terror.....