Otaku Witch

Just like the martial arts masters in novels who might duel incognito, unable to recognize each other's faces, but the moment they crossed paths again, they could identify each other by techniques alone.

Although the fleet duel that day was conducted on the Magic Network and there was a layer of the Magic Network between them, Dorothy didn't know who the Fry Cook was who used a regular fleet to reverse-kill her Dream Fleet. But his extreme micro-manipulation and flawless tactics, as if he would never make a mistake, were deeply engraved in the Homebody Witch's mind, likely unforgettable for life.

But the world is so vast, and there are so many Magic Network users, so for her to think about seeking vengeance, well, the odds of them meeting again were really slim.

Her subsequent dedication to studying military strategy was more about avoiding falling into the same trap twice, not solely for the sake of revenge.

Let's face it, she had to admit she was a bit vindictive, but this revenge was not something she could just take.

After all, the Magic Network's privacy system was indeed well-maintained, and unless a user revealed themselves, only the Magic Network's administrators would have access to user information, with no chance of any Magic Network hackers.

Because the administrator of the Magic Network was Lord Demon King himself.

Dorothy neither had the courage nor the capability to approach Lord Demon King for private vengeance just to inquire about the Fry Cook's data.

However, sometimes despite one's best efforts, their actions do not bear fruit, yet the unintentional ones flourish.

The world sometimes really is quite small, as the Homebody Witch had never imagined that the same annoying Fry Cook who had robbed her of sleep for days was living under the same roof.

emmmmm... Technically speaking, it was Dorothy, who used the Dream Fleet in the match mode, who was the real Fry Cook. Her actions merited a karmic comeback, but regardless, she held onto that grudge.

"Hey, Sophia, do you know a game called 'Fleet Collection'?"

Although she was quite certain of her identity, Dorothy still wanted to confirm it one last time as she appeared before Sophia and asked.

"Huh?"

Pure White Angel, who was also troubled by the powerful illusion of the Eight Trigrams Formation, was initially confused by her mistress's sudden appearance and wondered what she intended and why she was asking about a game unrelated to Witch's Night.

Mistress, can you please be serious? We're in the middle of a battle here. Is this the time to chat about games?

Sophia internally rejected the surreal situation of commanders chatting about games while their forces were locked in a fierce battle, but physically, she couldn't disobey her young mistress.

So, she nodded.

"Yes, I know it. I even played it for a while."

She naturally had played the game, and even ended up building a Divine Revelation Fleet in real life while playing.

Behind Sophia, Miss Seraph, Michael also heard their conversation, and she was also eager to join in as a fellow gamer.

She was aware of 'Fleet Collection' too, but regrettably, the game was developed exclusively for witches, and she, being from another race, couldn't play it, which was quite disappointing.

It was frustrating to find kindred spirits yet be unable to join the conversation.

Michael, feeling gloomy, perked up her ears, wanting to hear what her team leader and the suspected apprentice of the great master Guigu Zhuge across from her intended to say.

"Do you remember a player with the game ID 'Fate Revelation'?"

Dorothy asked again.

Every time she mentioned this ID, she gritted her teeth, as she had subsequently discovered in the Demon Lord's Army Strategy Forum that this ID had been anointed as a God of War, which infuriated her even more—how could a God of War stoop to blowing up amateurs in a match mode? Couldn't he have the decency to play rank matches?

With her mistress's question, Sophia raised an eyebrow.

What's this about, why would the mistress suddenly ask about this?

Pure White Angel was puzzled, but then she thought of the Seraph behind her.

Ah, could it be that my mistress is also a fan of mine?

That's what Sophia thought.

Well, it made sense since she, as the Demon Web War God, naturally would have some fans. And considering the Second-Generation War God Guigu Zhuge was probably the mistress's alternate account, could it be that my mistress became the Second-Generation War God influenced by me?

Pure White Angel nodded, thinking her reasoning was completely logical, with no flaws in its logic.

Therefore, she proudly lifted her head slightly and, restraining herself just as her mistress had once openly acknowledged herself as the Witch of the Forest, said,

"Yes, I am."

Then she saw her mistress's eyes instantly redden and her body tremble uncontrollably as if she was trying to hold back something.

Ah, even if she truly was a fan, there was no need to be this excited.

While Sophia was still confused, she soon heard her mistress's accusing question.