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Chapter 124 107. I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying all my cards on the table.

At this moment, Dorothy's entire body shuddered as if she had been struck by lightning, and her mind momentarily went blank.

Although she had been mentally prepared to hear some extraordinary secrets due to the earlier reminder from the senior, she had never imagined that the secrets would be so shocking.

Damn, senior Dina, you are really something. I came to ask about The Third King, and here you are, introducing me to the Future Fourth King. Do we really need to be this outrageous?

In her heart, Dorothy subconsciously wondered if senior Fanny was joking with her, but she quickly dismissed the thought, considering such jokes were not to be made lightly.

After all, this is a magic world where Heavenly Mandate truly exists. Joking about such matters could probably lead to choking and dying from a casual sip of water later.

Moreover...

Dorothy looked at the chaotic scene unfolding behind the senior with long black straight hair.

This underground space self-sealed by senior Fanny was indeed quite large, but it was in no way capable of accommodating these monsters, especially not the really huge ones, such as that one red celestial body with a single eye. What a joke, that thing is literally a live planet.

How could such a little basement hold these monsters, yet there they all were, existing tumultuously solely due to the terrifying Magic Power continuously flowing around senior Fanny.

It was a Power of Miracles so vast that merely its intrinsic flow and display of characteristics were enough to create worlds and evolve everything.

Even though a witch's Magic Power is indeed omnipotent, to achieve such creator-like authority, the required Mana would undeniably be frighteningly immense.

The magic theory knowledge in Dorothy's mind told her, if one wanted to reach such a level purely through the essence of Magic Power without Spells, the necessary Mana would conservatively be...

Starting at 900,000 Mana...

300,000 Mana is the threshold for a Great Witch, 600,000 Mana for a Peak Witch, and as for 900,000, that's the standard for a Sage.

This means, if senior Dina isn't lying, this senior, who is most certainly not older than 25, has already reached the Sage level of Magic Power.

Holy moly, is this the strength of a Child of Destiny? What the heck, even cheat codes aren't this exaggerated, right? How are us regular players supposed to play this unbalanced game?

In that moment, Dorothy really wanted to lodge such a protest, but then she remembered, Lord Demon King also became a Sage at 30, so no big deal.

Given the growth traits in Witch World where each generation's Talent seems stronger than the last, it's not totally unacceptable that senior Fanny, being The Fourth King, is progressing slightly faster than The Third King, Lord Demon King...

Acceptable my foot, damn it...

At this moment, Dorothy could suddenly empathize with those transmigrators who also had the "Soul from Another World (ssr)" Talent and came before her.

I thought being a transmigrator armed with cheats would let me counter all odds and reach the pinnacle of life, but damn it, even cheats follow basic logic. However, the Child of Destiny in this world completely defies logic. Then how the hell am I supposed to play?

Thinking back on all those years of burning the midnight oil, working frantically, and just barely achieving success, single-handedly suppressing my peers, earning countless praises, and then just one day later, bumping into the game server's real darling daughter...

This feeling of never being able to catch up, no matter how hard I try, leaves one cold and shivering even in the peak of summer, such utter despair, making one wonder what is wrong with this world...

But then again...

Oh, it seems I never intended to be the protagonist, nor did I think about conquering or ruling. I just wanted to earn some money, build a cozy little home, and live a normal, ordinary life.

Oh, my apologies, I just accidentally broke the fourth wall there, never mind then.

Dorothy, almost ready in her fighting stance, suddenly scratched her head, remembering her real estate empire. She instantly calmed down again.

Well, you be your Witch King, and I'll be my real estate tycoon. We're not even on the same track, no need to disturb each other, we both have bright futures ahead.

It's hilarious, as long as I stay super chill and detached, despair won't ever catch up to me.

So...

"Um, I got it, senior, you can continue..."

She casually picked up a piece of cake from the tea table in front of her, took a bite, sipped some red tea, and with peach-blossom eyes hidden behind her glasses, she watched her imposing, kingly senior and spoke.

Senior Fanny: "....."

Um, is the script wrong here, junior? You're making this quite awkward for me.

The senior with long black straight hair was also thrown off by her junior's nonchalant reaction, so much so that even the drum and flute music behind her came to an awkward halt, leaving the atmosphere dead silent except for the sound of the little witch chewing her cake.

After a while, senior Fanny suddenly burst out laughing.

"Interesting, Dorothy, you truly are the one I had my eyes on, definitely interesting."

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She laughed heartily, as if reminded of something delightful, bending forward and backwards, tears of joy rolling down, and the bizarre world behind her trembled with the creator's joy.

"You're the first person to remain this calm after learning of my identity since I was born; I'm really starting to like you."

From her heartfelt laughter, it was clear she was serious—being a witch raised from birth by the entire world as a future queen, Fanny had indeed been very lonely.

Until she grew up, everything about her was Witch World's greatest secret, absolutely forbidden to be known by others, even after she pretended to be ordinary and came to the Witch Academy to make friends. Yet, she had to keep this secret from everyone; she had no real friend to confide in or talk heart-to-heart with.

After being afflicted with the knowledge curse, Fanny sometimes didn't know if her madness was truly due to the curse, or simply because of her unique identity and the world's oppressive expectations driving her insane.

Yet, she never expected to meet such an interesting junior in her decrepit, self-sealed state when she hadn't managed to make any friends during better times.

Initially, she only generally admired this junior from a queen's perspective as someone with potential, thinking of recruiting her as a close official when she eventually recovered and ascended to power, but now...

Um, interesting junior, you've successfully piqued my interest.

"Senior, have you laughed enough? I think we're running out of time; let's focus on the important issues," Dorothy said, eating the last piece of cake in her hand, then urging reluctantly.

"Besides, since you're so open with me, then I'll be straightforward too. I'm the Second-Generation Demon King; nowadays, who doesn't have the makings of a king?"

Dorothy tossed her bangs arrogantly and pulled out her identity card, flashing her lord-bestowed title.

"No more pretense. I came to you, senior, to ask how to turn this promising potential into reality."

Hmph, you are ordained by the world, I am appointed by the Witch King. We're all future warriors. Until that future becomes the present, neither of us is nobler than the other.

.....Old future potential little witch laying her cards on the table......