"Senior Sister, I think you might really need to train a bit and increase your strength. It's making me feel very insecure."
Dorothy looked at the strange witch coiled around her, and surprisingly, she didn't panic or scream. Instead, she calmly raised her head, glanced at Hat Senior Sister above her, and spoke seriously.
Luckily, senior Fanny was still online this time and wasn't disconnected.
"I think this isn't my problem, but yours, Dorothy. Don't you find it odd that you, a little witch with only 200,000 Mana Magic Power, often encounter such exceptional figures?"
Hat Senior Sister was a bit exhausted, her tentacles drooping. These repeated encounters with powerful figures she couldn't resist were starting to crush the confidence of the poor future Fourth Princess.
However, when the Eyes of the Stars under the brim scanned the face of the strange witch who had somehow appeared near her Master, she blinked as if to confirm she hadn't mistaken her identity.
