Otaku Witch-Chapter 705 - 490

705: 490.

Attacking the Heart Strategy and Heart-Exterminating Strategy

705: 490.

Attacking the Heart Strategy and Heart-Exterminating Strategy

“What’s going on?

Sophia, did you not fast forward?

Did you really spend over five hundred years in this dream?”

Dorothy furrowed her brow, quickly grasping the unspoken words of her roommate.

She was somewhat astonished as she telepathically asked.

“Yes, this is a privilege on the Angel side.

After all, there are far fewer Angels than witches, so there’s some leeway in terms of time preparation.

They can choose their own duration of stay.”

Sophia didn’t hide anything; she telepathically answered directly.

It’s known that there are nearly 500 million witch students waiting to descend at the Witch Academy, whereas on the Angel side, only the members of the Envoy Corps could use it.

Therefore, to balance the difficulty to some degree, the Angels enjoy certain special rules, which is understandable.

“So you just stayed for the full five hundred plus years?”

Dorothy still widened her eyes, somewhat puzzled as she looked at her roommate.

Although this is just a dream and not reality, theoretically, even if thousands of years pass in the dream, it only equates to a short nap in reality and wouldn’t have any substantial impact.

Moreover, Sophia had already reached the level of a Great Witch in reality, having escaped the limits of natural life and achieving immortality, her life parallel to the heavens.

Even if it were a waste of life, she could afford it.

But the homebody witch still didn’t quite understand the rationale behind her roommate’s actions.

Please, this is just a dream, not like those time-accelerating training zones in novels and anime.

Everything in the dream is fake and doesn’t reflect in reality.

Therefore, no matter how powerful Sophia might appear now with her immense Angel Divine Power, likely around seven to eight hundred thousand Mana, which is a decent level among Peak witches, what good does it do?

Dorothy herself currently possesses 500,000 Mana.

This strength in the dream is like the gold coins in a game’s inventory— merely a set of data.

Once Witch’s Night is over and the dream ends, things will revert back to their original state.

If dreaming could truly make things happen, then she, Dorothy, could be unbeatable.

Yes, unbeatable in the literal sense, considering the God King is my sister, after all, she’d just waltz through the Witch World horizontally.

Of course, while dream-acquired strength cannot be returned, knowledge from the dream might be salvageable.

After all, even though most people struggle to recall details after waking from a dream, sometimes they can still remember rough ideas.

Though much of this dream knowledge is usually some useless false information, occasionally some bizarre inspirations from the dream could be more useful.

However, Witch’s Night is special as it’s a massively multiplayer online dream.

Knowledge learned here might actually be useful, but this method of learning in dreams is still highly inefficient and not very meaningful.

After all, lucid dreaming is very draining spiritually and affects sleep quality, not to mention dreaming for hundreds of years.

If it were a mortal, they might just drop dead from spiritual exhaustion right in their dream.

Even with Sophia’s Great Witch level power, she would likely feel terrible for a while after waking.

What’s the point then?

Isn’t it just to beat me?

Dorothy, stroking her chin, didn’t quite understand the motivation behind her roommate’s hard effort.

Besides, she was supposed to let me win this time to escape the restrictions imposed by her mother, the King of Angels.

Aren’t you overdoing it by not even taking it easy?

The homebody witch shivered with frustration.

But then she sighed.

“Forget it, no need to answer.

Your competitive spirit is still so strong, I really can’t deal with you.”

Dorothy waved her hand, cutting off the Pure White Angel’s attempt to explain.

In response, Sophia smiled as well.

The missy really did understand her; she indeed didn’t like losing.

She had lost a duel the first time they met, lost again at the first act’s battlefield.

Third time’s a charm, but if she lost again, how could she face anyone?

Especially since this second act was her last chance.

Subsequent to this, the third act was not something that she and the missy could participate in.

It would be the exclusive stage for Mother Superior and the God King.

They, the younger generation, could only be cannon fodder or cheer from behind the leaders and learn through observation.

Therefore, she must give her all in this second act.

Even if it meant some hardship, it was worth it.

If she lost again, she would have no choice but to follow the missy home and become a maid.

Well, although she had stated before that if she lost, she would belong to the missy.

But, knowing her missy well, Sophia didn’t think lowly of her.

It’s just that the missy would probably only dare to have her play the role of a maid.

The Student Council President as a maid?

Indeed, that would be rather embarrassing.

If it were the incarnation of Ruthfiel as a Fallen Angel, there would be no pressure at all.

She might even taunt, “Missy, that’s all you got?

Dare to be more outrageous?”

But Sophia herself was a bit shy.

Playing maid in private at home might be okay, but wearing a maid outfit and serving the missy in front of others, she would be mortified enough to want to crawl into a hole.