Chapter 86: 86. Unspoken Love
After the silence, the entire Gladiator Arena erupted once again.
"Holy cow, one-shot kill, another one-shot kill with a single punch."
"Where did this One-Punch Demoness come from? She's so fierce."
"Damn it, she defeated Senior Rena in a head-on clash! That's impossible! Senior Rena has been the champion of the Academy's Strongwoman Competition for many consecutive years."
"If it were me, I really couldn't do it."
The two groups of people who were just discussing whether Alice had thrown the match were now speechless. This time, the new audience members who finally saw the match footage couldn't remain neutral. Even the most amateur person could see the vast disparity in strength between the two sides on the field.
These were simply not players on the same level.
"But I remember Senior Rena's strength attribute rating was A, right? Goodness, then is this President's daughter's strength above A?"
"My goodness, where did this monster come from? Isn't S-rank and above the realm only Great Witches can reach?"
"No, I just thought about it carefully. This Young Lady's strength should also be A. The reason she could overwhelm Senior Rena should be due to precision. Senior Rena's strength has always been fierce, but lacked variation. But the Young Lady's punch just now was too brilliant. Although I don't fully understand the specifics, I was greatly shocked."
"You don't understand, yet you're still here? Learn from me, just say 'Young Lady is awesome'."
As the second seat of the Thirteenth Enforcement Squad, Rena's popularity and prestige in Witch Academy were far above Alice, who had only recently been promoted to the last seat. Moreover, such a straightforward, bold, and upright martial arts fanatic Senior was absolutely incapable of throwing a match.
Therefore, the audience seats immediately became much more harmonious. This time, there was no situation where two groups of people were bickering like last time.
However, in a big forest, there will always be a few self-important foolish birds, so soon some less harmonious voices appeared.
"I admit this Young Lady is very powerful, but isn't she a bit too arrogant? Doesn't she know how to respect her seniors? And fighting eleven? She's bragging."
"Exactly, she's just relying on the fact that the seniors of the Armed Society have noble martial ethics and wouldn't really gang up on her, that's why she dares to say that."
"Talented but without virtue, I don't think that's good. How could the President be interested in someone like her?"
Unfortunately, such sour, jealous murmurs were not many and were quickly drowned out by louder cheers.
Most Demonesses are inherently combative and admire strength. Powerful Demonesses are always more popular. Since this Young Lady had proven her strength with two consecutive, exhilarating one-shot kills, then apart from a few stubborn, sour grapes, most other Demonesses were happy to offer cheers and applause for this fresh new powerhouse.
What's more, it wasn't the audience members who were being challenged anyway. Spectators only needed to be entertained. The more fun, the better.
Therefore, such voices soon rang out again.
"Agree to her! Quickly satisfy her! I want to see the Young Lady fight eleven!"
"Armed Society, can you tolerate this? If it were me, I couldn't. I'd rather take the blame for ganging up, eleven against one, and get my revenge."
"Exactly, exactly. And it's not even ganging up. It's just fulfilling the opponent's request."
The entertainment seekers cheered for a long time.
However, the spectators only wanted to see the excitement, but now all the pressure was on the Armed Society.
"Mia, what do we do now? Senior Rena was one-shotted. If we go up one by one, we'll probably just be sending ourselves to our deaths."
"Mia, why don't we really go up together? I'll be honest, I'm really scared this time. This Young Lady is a bit terrifying. I feel like my head might be smashed in the next second."
"Yes, yes, that move where this Young Lady instantly appeared next to Senior Rena, how did it look like teleportation to me? But isn't that something only Great Witches can do?"
"And that punch, the force was too concentrated. This requires extremely high precision talent. I've only seen such solid punch force from the President. I'm not this Young Lady's opponent. In her hands, I'd probably also be one-shotted."
The whispered communications from her companions made Mia's head buzz, feeling a bit annoyed.
She didn't answer her companions' words, but instead stood directly from her seat.
Sigh, there's no other way. Since Rena couldn't stall for time, now it's up to her, the first seat, to step up.
As for actually going up eleven together, that's even more impossible. Their Armed Society couldn't afford to lose face like that. With the President absent, the Armed Society's reputation could only be carried by her, the first seat.
Although she could continue to send the other team captains one by one to their deaths to stall for time, as the 'sister' everyone in the club called her, Mia simply couldn't bring herself to send her younger sisters to their deaths.
So, this time, she would go herself.
Yes, just go. Mia no longer had any thoughts of victory in her heart.
This wasn't because she was timid, or had been scared out of her wits. She was a Dragon Witch after all, and the first seat of this Armed Society. Even before the President took office, she was the original President. She still had that much dignity as a strong person, it was impossible to be afraid before fighting.
She simply recognized her identity from the decisive way the Young Lady on the opposite side had just crushed Rena.
There's no mistake. This invincible posture, this arrogant attitude, and this absolute dominance on the field. Fairy King, I'd recognize you even if you turned to ash.
Mia stood up, her voluptuous body trembling, indicating her excitement.
"You bastard, you one-shotted me with that same punch in the Duel Tournament on the Magic Net not long ago."
The Dragon Witch roared in her heart.
Although her outward demeanor made her seem like a mature and stable older sister type, and she always took care of the others in the club like an older sister, over time everyone truly regarded Mia as a sister, even the President would call her Mia.
But Mia didn't really want to be this sister. After all, she was a Dragon Witch, a born violent warmonger, whose favorite thing was always fighting and enjoying the pleasure of killing each other. She joined the Armed Society to find people to fight, but now the club members would sweet-talk her, calling her Mia. How could she even lay a hand on them?
Every time she sparred with her companions, she clearly wanted to tear her opponents to shreds, but her nature was to see her opponents become tattered, which made her feel great.
But as soon as she thought of the smiling faces of these juniors, who had been sweetly calling her 'sister' not long ago, Mia found herself unable to strike.
She found that her once sharp claws were becoming increasingly dull, and her heart had become too soft. Her fighting style had transformed from that of a mad beauty to her current restrained approach.
Now, every time she sparred with her companions, she would subconsciously suppress her true nature, always stopping at the right moment, just subduing them. Even with the protection of false life in the Gladiator Arena, she was unwilling to harm her younger sisters.
And as a result, she became even more beloved in the club, and more people started calling her 'sister'.
This "vicious cycle" once greatly troubled Mia. Her nature as a Dragon Witch urged her to destroy, to be bloodthirsty, to kill, to break her younger sisters, but her own overflowing maternal instinct made her subconsciously restrain her nature, fearing that if she lost control, she would truly harm these lovely younger sisters.
This contradictory feeling was maddening.
Fortunately, after a period of distress, Mia finally found a solution: participating in Magic Net Duels.
Although Magic Net Duels were akin to a children's game for true Armed Witches like them, with little training value, it didn't matter. Miahadn't intended to train; she just wanted to vent her long-suppressed nature.
In that Magic Net space where no one knew anyone, she could freely do things she wouldn't dare to do in reality, and freely use various methods to torture and kill her enemies.
Biting with teeth, tearing with claws, scorching with dragon's breath—all were acceptable.
Headshots, heart extractions, pressing the heads of those wailing and screaming guys onto the ground and rubbing them hard—that was also not out of the question.
Perhaps because she had been suppressed for too long in reality, her fighting in the Magic Net became even more insane, a savagery and bloodlust several times greater than her past self.
It was a beastly demeanor that even she herself would later think she must have been crazy at the time.
But there was no other way. She had no choice. Since she hadn't graduated yet and couldn't vent on enemies on the battlefield, she could only 'fish' in the Magic Net. Otherwise, she feared that the bloodthirsty mad dragon sealed within her heart would one day break free from the shackles of reason and truly harm her younger sisters.
So, I'm sorry, netizens, for the safety of my lovely younger sisters, I'll have to trouble you.
Mia used to think this way, until one day three years ago, when she encountered a kindred spirit while routinely 'fishing'.
That Dragon Witch with the Magic Net Duel ID 'Philosophical Fairy'.
At that time, Philosophical Fairy was not yet the new generation's Duel King, revered by netizens as the Fairy King. At that time, she was just a repeated loser, known as the 'Indestructible Fairy,' a title praising her tenacious spirit of repeatedly losing and repeatedly fighting.
And this person at that time dared to fearlessly challenge Mia, a player at the highest rank of Magic Net Duels, truly not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.
Mia, of course, would not refuse such a request for self-abuse. That day, she thoroughly vented her desires on this little weakling, leaving only a puddle of 'fairy sauce' on the field afterward.
Heh heh, 'Indestructible Fairy,' she wanted to see if this Little Ati would still dare to play Magic Net Duels afterward.
That's what Mia thought at the time.
However, the opponent still came the next day, the third day, the fourth day, and even every day for the next two years.
This made Mia very happy, because she found that she seemed to have found an unbreakable toy, an unbreakable doll, on whom she could freely vent her beastly desires without harming other innocent netizens.
Yes, those two years were also the happiest two years for Mia. Her smile was exceptionally bright every day back then. The younger sisters in the Armed Society even suspected she was in love.
In fact, Mia herself felt she might be in love. She felt increasingly inseparable from this Little Fairy. She even thought at the time that she should find time to confess and then just meet up in real life.
Anyway, both were Dragon Witches, so their species matched well. As for family background, Mia didn't care about the other's family background. After all, her family was one of the oldest and strongest families in the Dragon Kingdom. She herself could be considered a princess of the Dragon Kingdom. Being with her, the Little Fairy could save countless years of struggle. She definitely wouldn't refuse.
And this year, the new Magic Net Duel Tournament for the youth group began, and the Little Fairy also participated.
However...
Well, the past 'Indestructible Fairy' was dead. This Magic Net Duel Tournament was the coronation ceremony of the Fairy King.
When Mia faced that 'toy' she had repeatedly abused on the arena once again, she couldn't even say anything before a decisive punch directly pierced her lower abdomen, a one-shot kill.
At that time, Mia, utterly shocked by this unreasonable scene, could only feel her life force draining away while watching her 'beloved' calmly walk towards her next opponent without even a glance at her.
Mia, who couldn't accept the truth so quickly that day, naturally didn't voice her confession. And when she mustered her courage to go online again the next day, she received terrible news.
Philosophical Fairy, after slaughtering her way to become the new Duel King, immediately announced her retirement during the award ceremony.
Her retirement speech was—"Duels are just like that, I'm tired of playing, it's boring. I'm a Research Witch, constantly fighting like this isn't good. I want to focus on studying recently."
Just like that, Mia's first love ended before it even began. After all, she only had the other person's game friend slot, but that friend slot had been gray ever since that day, and she didn't know where to find the person.
And along with her first love, Mia's brutal bloodlust also disappeared. Truly, having gotten used to the Little Fairy's touch, she now felt no pleasure in abusing others.
Mia also started to feel that Magic Net Duels were just like that, meaningless. She stopped playing not long after that, only occasionally going online to see if her only friend slot had lit up, but each time she came with hope and left disappointed.
Mia's deepest impression of this first love now was that cold yet exceptionally handsome figure walking towards her next opponent after one-shotting her with that final punch.
And now, this figure she would never forget in this lifetime and the arrogant Young Lady below, shouting that she wanted to fight eleven, gradually overlapped.
At this moment, Mia felt her heart rate accelerate. She felt this must be destiny's gift to her. This lost and found first love could not be given up.
So she stood up and jumped down without hesitation.
The Dragon Witch is excited.
4200 words, tsk, so many I'm reluctant to publish. I really want to split it into two chapters, publish one, and keep one as a draft, Woo woo woo.