Another Arcadia Online

If that witch is fake, where the hell is the real thing?

The rednecks head for the search. I'm heading to the city to rendezvous with Dorothy first. Hermeln... I think there's a mysterious beauty next to a man.

... who are you?

Harmeln's getting some black too...

"Is that, Harmeln?

"Ah, yes. It's me."

I knew it was Hermeln.

"So, the neighbor...?

"Me? I'm Oz. He is a great wise man."

... the author of that book?

No, but Oz. I didn't mean to be one of them. I mean, Dorothy, where were you? You must be fighting with Hermeln.

Have you been hit...?

"Hermeln. What about Dorothy?

"... this man"

and refers to Oz.

... Yes?

"I wonder if Dorothy meant Oz on one side with dual personality. You think the famous wizard is one of them?

"Yep, yep!?

Dorothy, I'm sorry I thought you were weak!

You look strong! You must be strong because you're about as wise as you are! Or was it dual personality? Dorothy says she's weak but Oz is strong......

"Oz. Do you know where the witch is?

"Of course I did. A witch can't keep up with me ten years early. If we follow the leftover incense of the witch's magic, we will find it. Over here."

And Oz flew out into the sky -

A man in a black coat was on the tree as he followed after Oz.

I guess I'm looking at the city. But if this guy is a witch, do we have to do it?

"Hey."

"Hmm? What?"

The witch in the coat doesn't turn around, she just replies.

"Look at me."

Alice forced her face this way.

The hood comes off. My face felt like a middle-aged aunt.

"Ah, Alice! And Oz...!

"I don't want to deceive this adorable Alice... The concubine is a little angry. It's not fake. Come here...!

"Uh, no, um..."

"Teeth, eat up......!

Alice was punching Goo in the face as much as she wanted.

The witch blew up and crashed to the ground. And Oz was casting some magic.

"I don't have any grudges, but I'll ossify you on Dorothy's behalf."

"Hi-good, good!?

From the sky, a giant meteorite descends.

The witch could not escape either. I'm bored by the beaten pain and I'm looking at the meteorite coming down from the sky. Its face was distorted by fear, and it blew bubbles and fell.

At that moment, the meteorite is gone.

"It's the magic of hallucinations. You can't call yourself a sage if you can't be lighter."

... Alice and Oz Scared!