I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

Stephanie saw Amber and thought she had caught Duke's deception red-handed, but she soon saw Duke's astonished expression.

He genuinely didn't know why Amber was able to appear on the Enchanted West Coast dressed in normal clothes.

“Amber, you…”

"Shh." Amber put a finger to Duke's lips, then turned to look at Annie beside him with a nostalgic expression: "Long time no see, my friend."

"Huh?" Annie was also stunned. She had never been directly called "friend" by Amber before, and she couldn't understand her "long time no see" comment. Just moments ago, she was thinking about how to confront her love rival head-on, but suddenly felt guilty and asked hesitantly, "I... can we be considered friends?"

"Of course we're friends. If you hadn't saved my life back then, I wouldn't be standing here now."

"Huh? Which time are you talking about? In the Turtle Soup Witch game?" Annie finally sensed something was off, and she frowned. "When did I ever save your life?"

If we're talking about the Turtle Soup Witch Game... shouldn't it be that she was saved by Amber?

But Amber didn't answer Annie's question. Instead, she turned around, looked around, meowed at Blackie in a friendly manner, nodded respectfully to Zun, introduced herself politely to Stephanie and Alice, and finally focused her gaze on the cabin.

Cecil happened to come out of the cabin and looked at her strangely. Guangbao's expression was no longer wary, but rather just puzzled:

"Who are you... no, when were you from?"

"As expected of you, Cecil." Amber nodded, then said with a smile, "But time is limited, so I'll stop with the small talk."

She finally turned around and looked at Duke in front of her. Her finger was still on Duke's lips, and Duke stood quietly in place, without trying to struggle, leave, or ask any questions. He just waited quietly for "Amber" to speak.

She began to speak:

“I passed through the Gate of Truth and obtained knowledge related to space… or rather, knowledge related to wind, fire, water, and earth—that in a higher dimension, time and space are the same, and matter and energy can be transformed into each other.”

Duke raised an eyebrow.

Have we passed through the Gate of Truth?

Furthermore, the four elements of the world are actually interconnected in the eyes of certain high-ranking beings?

No... what kind of high-level being can freely transform time and space, matter and energy?

For example, can the Time Witch Carol manipulate space? And could the Space Witch who appeared in the history of the Floating City control time?

But more importantly... the words of this "Amber" made Duke understand who she really was.

She is amber from the future.

Duke had no idea how Amber had managed to replace her future self with her in this moment. His gaze fell on Amber's chest; her casual attire wasn't a maid's outfit, but a worn but slightly gleaming robe, with a cross badge pinned to her chest. It was a misaligned coordinate; sure enough, the rewards from the favorability system were all the witches' future abilities or possessions...

"Duke, is there anything you want to ask? I can answer one question, and then I'll have to return the body to the child."

What is the future you come from like? Is it wonderful?

Will we still have the same relationship in the future?

What exactly is Carol planning in the dark?

Does Ida want to take over my body?

Duke did not ask these questions about the future, because any word Amber said could solidify the future, which was not yet fixed at the moment. He did not want the psychological phenomenon of "self-fulfilling prophecy" to occur. Duke would create the future little by little on his own.

So he asked a trivial, somewhat quirky...but very important question:

What will my future romantic prospects be like?

Amber froze slightly, then glared angrily at Duke and stomped hard on Duke's toe.

Obviously, the answer is self-evident.

Duke gasped in pain, then realized that the amber in front of him had been replaced by the familiar, lewd elf—her gaze was initially slightly dazed, but she quickly realized what was happening, and after sensing her body, her eyes lit up. She picked up Duke and teleported to the small wooden house next to her, setting up a spatial barrier to seal the house off and prevent anyone from getting close.

"Huh? Huh?" Even Duke was a little confused about what was going on. "Amber, what are you doing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Amber silenced him with her mouth.

The deep kiss was very long, but Amber did not faint. On the contrary, Duke, who had not experienced a wet kiss in a long time, was somewhat dazed.

"Great!" In a daze, Duke heard Amber's cheers. "Now I'm a genuine top-tier legend, a mere divine body can't stop me, wahahaha!"

Duke: "?"

He finally understood. Amber's reason for risking everything to cross the Gate of Truth, comprehend the art of communicating between space and time, and pull her future self into this timeline... was actually to "match" his body with the body of a top-tier legend?! To fully "communicate" with him?!

Why is this perverted elf so incredibly efficient in this kind of situation?!

"What's wrong, Duke?"

Amber leaned closer, her body limp against Duke's, like a melting snowman about to melt into a puddle of water and become one with him. Her amber eyes were filled with desire, her rosy lips curving into a seductive smile, and her suggestive words whispered in Duke's ear:

"You don't want to?"

"...How could that be?"

Chapter 332 Thank you, Annie

"call--"

Duke slowly breathed a sigh of relief as he walked out of the cabin, leaving Amber alone inside, fast asleep.

After stepping out of the wooden cabin and through the spatial barrier, he first stretched, then his expression stiffened slightly. He placed one hand on his waist and the other on the wall beside him, involuntarily gasping for breath. To be honest, even after obtaining the divine body and fighting the Apocalypse Knight robot, his muscles had never been this sore.

As expected of a top-tier legend, that's really awesome.

"Is it really necessary for you?"

"Wow!"

Duke was startled by the sudden sound beside him and instinctively looked down. He saw Annie squatting by the door of the cabin, looking at him with a hint of resentment. She had faint dark circles under her eyes, as if she had been squatting outside the door all night.

"...Is it really that bad? You really stayed all night?" Duke's lips twitched slightly, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a pang of guilt. He scratched his head before continuing, "You probably didn't hear anything, right?"

After forcibly breaking through the Gate of Truth, Amber's control over spatial magic improved several levels. Although her realm was still far from legendary, and the physical strength she borrowed from the future could only last for one night, the spatial restrictions she released were enough to completely isolate the space inside and outside the cabin. Even though the Enchanted West Coast was a small space existing in reality, she could stack boxes within that small space to create an independent small space.

Annie couldn't even eavesdrop on what happened last night, let alone watch it.

“I didn’t hear it, but I can imagine what happened.” Annie raised an eyebrow, holding a pen in one hand and a small booklet in the other, which looked remarkably like the “yandere’s stalking diary” that Duke had obtained from the favorability system. It was unclear what was written in it. “So, how does it feel?”

"How does it feel?"

“Amber, how does it feel?” Annie began writing something seriously in her little notebook. “How would you rate your partner? Especially in terms of physical comfort, such as whether they are big enough, smooth enough, or tight enough…”

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Duke initially listened attentively to Annie's words, but quickly sensed that the content was heading in a direction that wouldn't pass censorship, so he hurriedly interrupted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Stop it!"

“This is a legitimate scientific investigation, Mr. Duke, please don’t interrupt me, okay?” Annie said with a straight face, “I’m researching the divine body made of the leaves of the Tree of Life, and I need a lot of data about the divine body, and this data is obviously necessary.”

Is it really necessary?

“Of course, I’ll be interviewing Amber later.” At this point, Annie finally stopped, gritting her teeth as she said, “I’m sure my friend, Miss Amber, will be very happy to show off the length and depth of her divine body to me.”

"Length is one thing, but what the hell is this 'depth' thing?!"

"Wow, you guys are so conservative?"

"This isn't about being conservative at all!!!"

"I'm professionally trained, and no matter how conservative your XP is, Duke, I won't laugh unless I can't help it... Excuse me for being rude. So, Mr. Duke, are you interested in Amber, who is 5 centimeters taller, has a larger bust, and a lower body fat percentage?"

"...If you're planning to use your bones to mold yourself into amber like this, then I have absolutely no interest in you, thank you."

Duke chatted with Annie, who had been neglected all night, for a while. After she recovered from her low spirits, he took the initiative to ask her what had happened after the previous night.

"So, what about the others?"

“Under Ida’s divine decree, her messenger, Alice, left the Enchanted West Coast with the Mute’s Dagger. It seems that the goddess has her own plans, so I suggest you be careful, Duke,” Annie said with a grin. In a short time, she had already adjusted her mindset—or rather, the night of mental preparation had really worked. “Zun and Xiao Hei are lying over there, and you should also be able to see the little dragon girl and the catgirl lying side by side on the beach, right?”

"Oh, I can see it."

"As for Stephanie, well..."

Annie pointed in another direction, and Duke glanced in that direction. He then saw the Armored Witch practicing there—constantly rubbing defensive spells with her fingers. It seemed she still vividly remembered how Duke had shattered her thick armor with a slap, and she was practicing constantly so that one day she could avenge that defeat.

"It's a pity that I shattered all her defensive spells with a single slap, relying on the high magic resistance of this divine body. Her training was completely useless."

Are you going to tell her the truth?

"Heh, of course not." Duke chuckled mischievously, then looked around the entire field of vision, but still couldn't find Cecil. "Where's Lightbao?"

“She left last night without telling us where she was going.” Annie’s expression was slightly strange, as if she was hesitating about something. After thinking for three or four seconds, she continued, “Honestly, you don’t need to worry about me. After all, I know I have some problems with my brain and personality, and you won’t accept me—and I won’t give up on you either… When I become a legend, I will definitely force myself on you in front of Amber and get revenge for what she did today.”

Duke: "?"

He listened to this yandere's declaration, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. But soon, he heard Annie's next words, as she considered her rival and greatest nemesis:

"But Cecil... are you really not going to do anything about that silly girl's feelings? Don't tell me you haven't noticed, or I'll hit you."

“I…” Duke bit his lip, having just left the comfort of a secluded place, he was briefly caught in a dilemma—but he quickly struggled out of it. “Do you think Cecil went somewhere?”

“The underworld.” Annie waved her hand. “Where else could she go? Of course, she’d go to the underworld to fight bandits and vent her anger.”

"Thank you."

Duke nodded, then quickly ran towards the exit of the Enchanted West Coast. Annie stared at Duke's back for a long time before finally speaking: "So, you're planning to leave all the problems to Duke to solve, my friend?"

“Of course not. Cecil is also my best friend. How could I pretend I don’t know anything and leave everything to Duke to solve?” Amber, who had been pretending to be asleep, also came out of the cabin. She shook her head, then stared at the dark circles and faint tear stains around Annie’s eyes, and said apologetically, “Thank you, Annie.”

"Heh, keep bragging. Once I become a legend, you won't be able to say things like that anymore."

"?"

Chapter 333 I'm coming clean, I've been giving up for a long time.

"That crazy woman has reappeared!"

"Run!"

"Everyone, get ready! The attack is coming!"

"Mommy, help! I don't want to die!"

Amidst the wailing screams, pleas for mercy, and cries of despair from the members of the underground black organization, Cecil retracted her wings of light and landed on the ground. Looking at the horrific scene before her, she frowned slightly, but she had already become accustomed to this hellish sight and to ignoring their pleas for mercy.

The consequences of her soft-heartedness last time almost caused Cecil to capsize in the gutter. If she hadn't possessed top-tier near-legendary combat power, she probably would have been killed by these evil villains.

On the other hand, every single member of the organizations Cecil was brought to his door was a deserving villain; there were no innocent good people or ordinary people forced into this situation. This was Cecil's reason for being so decisive. Anyone with a conscience would be outraged after seeing what these dark organizations had done, let alone someone like Cecil, who was inherently righteous.

However, today's target is not these small fry, but the big fish hidden behind them.

She walked slowly through the hall, ascending to the second floor amidst the agonizing cries of the villains. The sound of her riding boots striking the floor sounded like a countdown to divine punishment, a countdown that, for someone hidden within the building, might mean their own demise.