I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

It's just a matter of getting a body massage; any necromancer could do that. It's okay to spend a little money; there's nothing shameful about it.

Having reached an agreement with the saint Megan, Duke hummed a song in a good mood, picked up the mask by the door, and prepared to go out.

Although he no longer needs to conceal his identity when he goes out, and the 1000 gold coin bounty has been canceled (Duke expressed his regret, saying he didn't claim the reward before it was canceled), because of the urban legend caused by his previous naked float, Duke is still very cautious when walking around the saint, for fear of a second social death incident.

Although he is still considered a scumbag in the public eye, it would be better if he didn't escalate into a sadistic man.

Duke walked out of the room humming a song, then froze on the spot.

In the early hours of the morning, close to midnight.

A magical scene of Ultraman fighting monsters appeared in the sky above the floating city.

Oh, it's not a real Ultraman, but the Titans, a mythical race from this fantasy world. The little monster isn't an alien either, but a fully grown red dragon.

"I must have opened the door wrong."

Duke silently closed the door, then reopened it.

The Thunder Titan and the Evil Red Dragon still hung in the air, with bursts of lightning and surging flames intertwining in the sky, causing magnificent fireworks to bloom one after another above the floating city.

In addition, Duke also saw several small points of light hovering near the two behemoths—these points of light were probably the witches of the floating city. Duke even recognized a certain acquaintance among them and her signature shrewish behavior.

Aside from a certain Lightbearer, who else could be so reckless as to fire at both a Titan and a dragon at the same time?

"Meghan, am I hallucinating?"

"Clearly, that's not an illusion." The sage raised an eyebrow. "I smell a 'miracle' in the air."

Duke turned to Megan: "What do you mean? Don't be a riddle."

"...Those are fantastical creatures born from human desires, and they will probably disappear soon."

The sage was right. The Titans and the dragons vanished like bubbles after midnight. Thanks to the witches' efforts, the commotion that occurred in the first half of the night did not even disturb the dreams of most of the residents of the floating city.

However, this absurd fantasy did disrupt Duke's happy, laid-back routine.

Because the next day, Amber came to him:

"Duke, a grand witch game is about to be held. Do you want to participate?"

Chapter 59 Now the logic is complete.

The rating system for witch games is very simple and straightforward.

The vast majority of witch games are of the normal level. No matter how large the alternate dimension is, they are only of the normal level. At most, they are divided into small, medium and large levels to determine the maximum number of players who can participate in the game at the same time.

Only a small number of witch games will be classified into another rating.

Crown-level.

As soon as the alternate dimension connected to the floating city begins to erode and infiltrate the main world, no matter how simple this witch game is, its rating will be immediately raised to the crown level, and it will trigger the highest level of alert in the entire floating city!

In the less than two months since Duke arrived in the floating city, he had not yet seen the Crown-level Witch Game, let alone participated in it. He originally thought that this was a game that only top players on the overall leaderboard could participate in, but he did not expect that Amber would actually extend an invitation to him.

"A grand witch game of the highest caliber is about to be held. Will you participate?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I participate?"

Duke smiled.

When lacking motivation and goals, he often succumbs to his own laziness, but when faced with sufficient challenges, Duke never shys away from difficulties.

……

"This witch game is by invitation only. A total of four elite witches will invite four players and enter another dimension together to complete the mission."

Amber carried Duke through the floating city via short-range teleportation while simultaneously briefing him on the situation. Her tone was quite serious, and from her words, Duke could tell how much importance the floating city's higher-ups placed on this game.

“I’m participating in this game as a safety valve. The floating city will prepare stable spatial channels for us in advance. If anything goes wrong, I’ll have to pull everyone back. And the strongest player I can find is you, Duke.”

“I think so too,” Duke said without any modesty, “but I’m more concerned about who our teammates are.”

"I don't know either. I heard they are all elite witches and top players."

Duke nodded, and soon Amber led him to the city lord's mansion in the floating city.

This was his first time in this place. The two waited at the gate of the city lord's mansion for the old steward who had served the city lord for many years. With the steward's guidance, the two of them soon arrived at the door of a conference room in the city lord's mansion.

Pushing open the conference room door, Duke found four people already seated inside, including several acquaintances.

"Wow, that's a big shot!" Cecil, sitting on one side of the conference table, waved excitedly at Amber and Duke as they walked in. "I knew you'd call Duke, Amber."

Duke turned to Amber: "Are you sure all of them are elite witches?"

“…Sister Cecil is at least quite good at fighting, right? We always need some obedient henchmen.”

"That's true."

"???" Cecil's eyes widened, and he shouted irritably, "What do you two mean by this! Are you trying to persecute me again?"

"Just kidding." Duke waved his hand, offering a perfunctory consolation: "I've never doubted your fighting ability."

As he spoke, he looked at another acquaintance in the conference room.

On the other side of the conference room, Mad Song Joseph sat with a witch that Duke did not recognize.

When he saw Duke walk in, his eyes lit up and he stood up. After Duke and Cecil finished joking around, he gave him a hearty smile and waved to him, saying, "Hello, Brother Duke."

"Hey, isn't this Joseph, the one who abandoned me and led the team to run away last time?"

"Haha, Brother Duke, you jest. How could outsiders like us get involved in your entanglement with Her Majesty the Radiant Witch?" Joseph chuckled, and seeing that Duke's sarcastic tone remained unchanged, he shook his head helplessly. "How about this, as an apology, I'll sing a song to celebrate the reconciliation between Brother Duke and Her Majesty the Radiant Witch."

"Hey, don't speak if you're on friendly forces!"

"I think you have some misunderstanding about my singing voice."

"no!"

Duke and Amber retorted in unison, while the petite witch beside him reached out and covered the mouth of her inviter, saying with a smile, "Little Joel, no singing."

"Waaaaah."

Duke wiped the cold sweat from his brow, silently gave the unknown witch a thumbs up, then stopped paying attention to Mr. Mad Song, whose mouth was gagged, and turned to look at the last person present.

It was a male elf, who looked very young (but Duke didn't quite understand the ages of these long-lived species), and so handsome that he could only narrowly lose to Duke in a match against him. Before Duke even looked at him, this handsome elf had been staring at Duke with hostile eyes.

After the two locked eyes, he stood up from his chair and strode over to Duke. Only then did Duke realize that the male elf was ridiculously tall, more than a head taller than him.

Duke frowned: "Cecil, aren't you going to introduce this player you invited?"

"Oh, oh." Guangbao then remembered this and was about to introduce him to Duke: "This is Bain Silverleaf, the third prince of the Elf Kingdom."

“Bane Silverleaf,” the elven man repeated his name. “Are you Duke?”

“That’s me.” Duke spread his hands. “What? Do we have a grudge?”

"It's better if it hadn't happened before," Bain scoffed. "As for the future, you'd better stay away from Amber, understand?"

"you……"

“Who I befriend is none of your business, Bane!” Amber stepped between Duke and Bane, glaring angrily at the latter. “And why are you here? Shouldn’t you be in the Kingdom?”

“Of course I’m here to take you away.” Bain said just as irritably, “The floating city was actually quite safe, and it would have been good for you to live here for a few years… I never expected there to be scum here who specializes in deceiving witches’ feelings! Damn it, I shouldn’t have let you come here in the first place.”

Where I like to live, or even who I like to be with, is none of your business!

"How can it be unrelated?"

Duke raised an eyebrow as he listened to the two arguing.

Could it be that this third prince is Amber's fiancé?

Could it be one of those classic scenes where a perverted fiancé is slapped in the face?

Does this mean I'm destined to become the protagonist of a mindless wish-fulfillment novel?

Thinking of this, Duke rubbed his hands together excitedly.

Then he heard Cecil continue, "He's also Amber's older brother."

"Wow, my brother-in-law?"

"Huh? What gives you the right to call me brother-in-law, you brat!"

"Don't yell at Duke, Bane!"

Duke: "..."

Watching the siblings arguing in front of him, Duke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, leaned close to Cecil's ear, and whispered, "I remember Amber said she was from some royal maid knight order?"

"Hilarious! The kingdom's little princess volunteered to join; how could those maids and knights possibly refuse?"

I see, now the logic is complete.

I'm wondering why, besides the maids, knights, and witches that she can relate to, this lewd elf has this special case of an elf princess in her favorite doujinshi... Is she really an elf princess, and can relate to her just the same way?

Amber has stuck with the XP system from start to finish.

Chapter Sixty: Beware of Straight Women Playing Cards in the Floating City

"After this witch game is over, come back to Saint Ipugil (the capital of the Elf Kingdom) with me."

"No, if you want to go home, go home yourself. I'm not leaving the floating city."

The quarrel between the two old Elven royal siblings of the Right Oak Banner sounded no different from the quarrels of ordinary siblings.

Although Bane looks very young, he is said to be hundreds of years older than Amber. Despite being siblings, they look like a bumbling father and his rebellious daughter arguing.

As for Amber… according to Cecil, Princess Amber Silverleaf escaped to the Floating City alone because she disliked the restrictive royal life. With her exceptional drive, she even developed her own unique spatial magic, using her talent to become a witch and successfully establish herself in the Floating City.

It's easy to imagine that Amber would not listen and go home with Bane.

"Cecil, you know Amber's situation, so why did you invite Bane to participate in the witch game?"

"Don't talk nonsense. How could I be qualified to invite players? His Highness Bain was chosen by the higher-ups." It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned. As soon as this was brought up, Cecil pouted and muttered with great resentment, "Of the four witches participating in the game, I'm the only one without the right to invite them. Why is that? I'm obviously very popular."

Duke's lips twitched slightly.

This proves that even the higher-ups in the floating city don't trust your judgment, my Light Treasure!

“However, His Highness Bain is an excellent gentleman, except for being a little bit of a siscon… cough! In his early years, he was also a top player on the Floating City leaderboard, so he is still very trustworthy.” Cecil had no intention of mediating the fight, but instead eagerly introduced the other players to Duke, “And the witch over there who invited Mr. Joseph is the Dream Witch Joan, who is also very excellent and can be considered our technical expert for this witch game.”

She knew Duke didn't know anyone, so she very considerately introduced him to everyone.