Otaku Witch

After a brief clash of eyes, Sophia was the first to look away, unable to withstand the clear, mirror-like gaze of the young lady for too long.

Therefore, she had to turn her head and still discontentedly questioned.

"Are you... Are you stupid?"

Although from the apparent confrontation, the Pure White Witch could clearly sense the young lady's seriousness and sincerity, she still didn't understand, didn't acknowledge, and didn't approve of it.

To someone like her who would use even the most despised things to achieve her goals, such sincerity was far too glaring.

Heh, family and such, what value does that have?

As she thought of her so-called family, Sophia's gaze grew gloomy.

In this world, the thing she trusted the least was the so-called family.

"Miss, if I may speak frankly, your so-called family members are far less reliable than a contract, I advise you to change to a different contract."

The Angel Witch tossed the contract onto the kitchen island, crossing her arms disdainfully as she spoke.

"I don't agree with you there."

Dorothy, however, was looking at the tender dragon meat searing in the pan, the melting fat hissing at the high heat and forcing out the aroma of various spices, and mingling with the meat juices, a rich scent of meat emerged from the pan.

"Although a contract is indeed reliable, it can only bind one's body and actions, but it cannot bind one's heart and thoughts, Sophia, perhaps you think that's enough, but I'm quite greedy, I want it all."

The homebody witch shifted her gaze from the dragon meat in the pot and once again looked towards her roommate, who for some reason seemed to be inexplicably irritated, and spoke bluntly.

"Cold, lifeless tools are within easy reach for me, and if I really needed a Servant Army, I could create an even more efficient and useful Puppet Army on my own."

She casually picked up a kitchen knife nearby and threw it in the direction of the Angel Witch.

As for the spinning knife flying towards her, Sophia didn't even blink, after all, such a trifle couldn't harm her; she didn't need to use a Magic Shield to resist it, as it wouldn't penetrate her defences.

Yet, the Angel Witch suddenly remembered a scene from a month ago when she was knocked out by the young lady's punch, so when the knife was about to fly past her, she changed her mind, decided not to show off, and reached out to catch the knife.

However, just as she extended her hand, the knife had already undergone a transmigration in mid-air, and in an instant, it disintegrated into countless metal particles. But in the next instant, it reassembled, only this time what the Pure White Witch caught in her hand was no longer a kitchen knife, but a small puppet about the size of a palm.

It was a lifelike Moon Rabbit Puppet.

No, it should be said that this Moon Rabbit Puppet was alive; it was now frantically struggling in the Angel Witch's hand, protesting against the "Giant's" aggression.

"That really is a beautiful Puppetry Technique."

Sophia briefly observed the little Moon Rabbit Puppet in her hand and sighed inwardly.

The young lady really could give her "scare" every few days, even though she knew the young lady had taken that well-known Puppet Master as her teacher, Sophia couldn't have imagined that after only a month of study, the young lady's puppetry skills would be so frighteningly advanced.

As the current top figure at Witch Academy, Sophia's judgment was naturally there, and she could clearly see the subtlety of the young lady's maneuver of turning the knife into a puppet.

The transformation of the knife into a puppet was guided by Transformation Magic through Alchemy, while the souls of the food ingredients wrapped around the knife were instantaneously reshaped by Necromancy into the puppet's soul...

With just a cursory look, the Angel Witch witnessed the use of at least five different Faction magics in that instant, such rapid and exquisite skill was nothing short of miraculous, and with just that one move, the young lady could make the average puppeteers kneel and shout "master" upon seeing it.

So, the young lady was indeed not lying; if she wished, raising a strong and loyal Puppet Army would really be no difficult task.

"Isn't what you Angel Witches excel at the Power of the Heart? You should understand the value of the human heart better than I do, Sophia, useful tools are everywhere, but a true heart is hard to come by; what I want is precisely that sort of sincerity."

Upon seeing the Angel Witch lost in thought, Dorothy continued.

"Everyone knows about the Moon Rabbit Race's foolish loyalty; in fact, as long as they acknowledge me, it doesn't really matter whether we sign a contract or not. So why should I stoop to the level of making a slave contract? It's meaningless. I'm not lacking in servants; what I lack are family members who can respond with sincerity."

"I'm a simple person. If someone treats me well, I treat them even better. If someone annoys me, I tend to seek revenge before the night is over. The Moon Rabbits are loyal to me, so naturally, I treat them as family. Isn't human interaction supposed to be this simple? Why overcomplicate things?"

The Homebody Witch shrugged as she spoke.

"Hmph, naive. Whatever, it's your loss in the end, I won't be involved."

Sophia was indeed a bit irked as she tossed the Moon Rabbit Puppet back. She huffily returned to the sofa, no longer wanting to say more.

Haha, forget it, you're the mistress so you must be right; I can't be bothered to argue. Wait until you've paid the price for your naivety, then you'll understand the value of a contract.

This world is not such that you can always receive sincerity for sincerity; there are some things that simply have no heart.

Just like Dorothy said, an Angel's strength comes from faith, and faith is the power of the heart. In this world, apart from Angels themselves, Angel Witches are the ones who understand the power of the heart the most.

As one of the elite among the Angel Witches, Sophia responded to the mistress's naivety with a scoff.

No one understands the treacherous nature of the human heart better than she does. Mistress, I'll be waiting to see you cry at home after you've been betrayed.

The Pure White Witch thought resentfully and promised herself that she would mock the naive mistress good when that time came.

"Ah, are you angry? Come on, don't be. Sophia, you're my family too."

Seeing her roommate in a huff, Dorothy scratched her head, not knowing what she had said wrong this time.

"Who wants to be your family? You're just my mistress, and I'm just your retainer. That's all there is to it between us."

Sophia was furious at her mistress's habit of casually recognizing people as family.

She hated the concept of family even more now than before.

"It's okay, I don't need your acknowledgment. After all, what does it matter to you that I consider you family? You are my family now regardless."

Seeing the usually calm and dignified Student Council President shaking with anger was somewhat amusing to Dorothy, who deliberately spoke this way.

"Well, after all, you were the one who said that no matter what happens in the future, I should always trust that you'll never betray me. I really believe that, so we're already family."

"In the future, you can rely on me more. If you need help, just shout my name aloud in your heart, and I'll come to rescue you. That's the bond between family members."

Dorothy pulled aside the scarf covering her chin, smiled showing her white teeth, and gave a thumbs up.

And then...

"Get lost, disgusting... You think you, the weakling mistress, get to rescue me? Don't even think about it."

A sofa cushion flew towards her as the elegant Student Council President went on the offensive.

"Yo, yo, yo, don't be shy."

"Shit, my meat..."

Initially intending to continue teasing her roommate, Dorothy exclaimed in alarm as the cushion nearly fell into the pot. She quickly protected it, and seeing the Pure White Witch's golden eyes red with anger, she regretfully decided to stop while she was ahead.

...The two witches continued their tiff...