I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

"There's one more witch and her inviter who haven't arrived yet... but I probably don't need to introduce them."

"what?"

Duke was slightly taken aback, and was about to ask her what she meant when the conference room door opened again.

The last two participants in this crown-level witch game have finally made their appearance.

When the last two players walked in, the air in the room suddenly froze. Even Amber and Bane stopped talking and turned their attention to the newcomers.

Duke also glanced over instinctively.

Walking in front was a petite girl with no expression on her face. She coldly surveyed the people in the conference room before finding a seat and sitting down on her own.

Duke knew her.

Song of the Moon.

The super rookie champion who had consistently topped the rookie rankings for the past three months was someone even Duke couldn't surpass after completing a large-scale witch game. However, no one paid much attention to this rookie champion with a barely noticeable presence; instead, their eyes were drawn to the witch who followed her in.

The witch did not wear a witch's hat, because she had a pair of curved ram's horns on her head, a pair of bat wings at her waist, and a small tail that swayed freely behind her as she walked.

Clearly, this witch's race is that of a succubus from the bottomless abyss.

But unlike other succubi, her naturally hot figure was completely covered by clothes, with less skin exposed to the air than that of conservative nuns.

Of course, to quote a certain erotic elf: "The curves of the body wrapped in clothes, the sense of layering created by the folds, and the contrast between conservative and ascetic styles and hot figures... People who say that wearing more clothes means you're not erotic enough don't understand art at all!"

Duke shook his head, clearing his mind of the outrageous remarks he'd heard at the notebook appreciation event, and greeted her:

"Long time no see, Natasha."

"Duke, you were invited too?" The succubus witch, whom Duke called Natasha, looked surprised, then laughed happily: "That's great."

Duke shrugged: "Want to go out and catch up?"

"Okay."

what's the situation?

Why do these two seem to have a good atmosphere?

Cecil looked surprised, while Amber frowned with a sense of unease.

Why do they find this harmonious scene so incredible?

That's because Natasha is also one of Duke's ex-girlfriends, and she's the one who, after Duke's scandal, announced that she would never trust men again because of heartbreak and openly "came out" of the closet.

"Why didn't they start fighting?" Cecil cried out with a long face after Duke and Natasha left the meeting room. "I bet Natasha would beat Duke up, what are we going to do now, Amber?"

Do you think all his ex-girlfriends are like you?

“Amber, I think you’ve been a bit too aggressive lately.”

"Want me to pat your head?"

"I want... Waaaaah, my entire month's allowance!"

Although the two besties seemed to be having a great time chatting, neither of them made a peep to see what Duke and Natasha were saying.

The succubus's racial talent is terrifying; once triggered, it creates a magical environment around itself, causing itself and those nearby to become aroused. Moreover, this ability is triggered by many conditions; for example, it can be automatically triggered when it feels sexually attracted to someone, or when someone feels sexually attracted to it.

Neither of them wanted to be targeted by this lesbian succubus.

Of course, their doubts were completely unnecessary, because Natasha was a fake female contact, just an act.

"I actually suffer from androphobia. I get so scared that I can't control myself when a man gets too close."

"The kindness of the witch sisters also made me uneasy; I was afraid of hurting them."

"I have too little control over my abilities, I'm a complete failure."

"I've thought about it, Duke. If I start saying I like girls, will those men stop bothering me? The witch sisters will probably be afraid of this freak and stay far away from me! Hmm, let's do it!"

Her terrible idea was strongly opposed by Duke, who then acted as her "fake boyfriend" and helped her resolve many problems, allowing them to live a peaceful life for a while. Unfortunately, after Duke's scandal broke, she still chose to follow through with the same terrible idea.

"Feel sorry."

Duke maintained his distance from Natasha and spoke sincerely.

"What are you apologizing for? You've already helped me so much." Natasha gave a wry smile. "I'm the one who should be apologizing. I'm sorry I haven't been able to help you much this past month."

Duke asked curiously, "So how did that terrible idea work?"

"...Not good."

"Did it not have the effect of discouraging students from leaving?"

“Well, not exactly,” Natasha said awkwardly. “It’s just that I’ve suddenly realized that quite a few of my witch sisters seem to have feelings for girls that go beyond friendship… Several of them have come to me lately to confide in me, or even to confess their feelings. I feel so guilty, like I’ve been deceiving these sisters who are tormented by love.”

Chapter Sixty-One Murphy's Law

Because of Duke's care over a period of time, Natasha always felt quite grateful to him. Therefore, even after the social incident, Natasha's affection for him did not decrease and remained unchanged at the "friendly" level. The rumors from the outside world, whether true or false, did not affect their friendship.

However, Duke's hiding and running around over the past month prevented them from meeting again.

But before Duke and Natasha could chat for long after their reunion, the high-ranking witch who was there to preside over this crown-level witch game arrived before them.

"Oh, I didn't expect you two to get along so well."

Eve, carrying a small suitcase, greeted the two of them with a hint of surprise in her voice.

Duke casually made up a story: "It's just a case of scumbags and scumbags appreciating each other, you know?"

Natasha frowned and said with displeasure, "Who's the 'scumbag' woman?"

"Huh? Aren't you supposed to be a Casanova who uses heartbreak as an excuse to pick up girls? Isn't that a scumbag?"

"Pah!" Natasha spat. "I'm clearly a warrior of love who lays bare his true feelings for love. How am I any different from you?"

In front of outsiders, she still has to maintain her persona as a female contact.

"Oh right, from now on I'll call you the Warrior of Love, okay?"

"Alright, stop bickering." Eve glanced at Duke and Natasha, then shook her head. "It's time to start the game, you two players."

With that, the three returned to the conference room and took their seats in turn.

The potion-wielding witch in charge of the game stopped at the door. Eve opened the small box in her hand, took out the contents: eight pocket watches, and handed them to Duke and the others one by one.

"These pocket watches will be very important items in this game. Please carry them with you at all times, okay?"

Seeing everyone nod solemnly, Eve put away the small box with satisfaction, and then slowly spoke:

"As you all probably already know, a Crown-level witch game is beginning to affect the floating city, and last night's anomaly was its consequence—a 'wish-granting' power enveloped the floating city, and our beloved Prophecy Witch was influenced by this power, creating the Titans and dragons from her distant memories."

This is the truth of what happened last night.

"If this influence continues to deepen, the consequences will be unimaginable. There are simply too many ancient beings in the floating city. If their memories, their desires, and the pollution hidden in their hearts were all 'wishful thinking,' it would probably be more than just the floating city that would be destroyed."

Given the number of legendary powerhouses and ancient beings within the floating city, Duke felt that Eve's words were not an exaggeration.

“That’s why we’ve gathered you all here to become the first elite team to conquer this crown-level witch game.” Eve looked around at everyone present, “The four witch sisters, His Highness Bane who is on the overall ranking list, Miss Kazuki who is number one on the newcomer list, Mr. Joseph who is number two… and Mr. Duke.”

Why is there no prefix at all when it comes to me?

Duke muttered to himself.

"With your combined strength, I believe that the mere Crown-level Witch Game is nothing."

Eve gave a dignified and standard mage's salute to the players in the room, then smiled and said:

"I am the Wish-Granting Witch, Eve."

"I wish you all a safe journey, I pray that the problem will be resolved smoothly, and I look forward to your triumphant return."

Before she finished speaking, she left the meeting room and closed the door.

The world before everyone's eyes changed dramatically in an instant.

The witch game has begun.

……

"I never expected that the meeting room in the city lord's mansion would be the game room this time."

As the scenery before him changed drastically, Duke immediately realized what had happened. One second he was in the conference room of the floating city lord's mansion, and the next second he was in the wilderness. This was the first time he had ever seen a game initiation method like this.

"Is it because of the special nature of the Crown-level game, or because the witch who 'hosts the game' is different?"

He pinched his chin and looked at his only companion beside him—Amber.

"How would I know? I'm just a level 8 little witch. I don't know any magic. How would I know any high-level secrets about the floating city?" Amber said with a not-so-pleasant expression. She added irritably, "I'm just being played by a high-ranking witch."

As the "safety valve," Amber was only concerned about the "spatial passage," and was especially worried about not being able to get everyone out of the game. So after the game started, she tried to open it... but nothing came of it.

What "stable spatial channel"? It's a lie, there isn't one! She'd been fooled.

Amber couldn't help but start thinking.

Why would you use such a method to trick yourself into participating?

Before Amber could figure it out, a light chop to the forehead interrupted her train of thought.

"Don't think about these nonsense things. That so-called stable escape route is just demoralizing. What top player has a pre-planned escape route before even finishing the game?" Duke rolled his eyes. "By the way, why does Eve call herself the 'Wishing Witch'?"

"That was Eve's old nickname. It's said that her signature spell used to be the Great Wish Spell, which could make wishes on paper come true. But later, when the floating city needed doctors, she abandoned her studies to become a doctor, and changed her nickname to 'Potion Witch' as ​​well."

Duke exclaimed in surprise, "What a reverse Zhou Shuren!"

After entering the game, the eight players separated. Only Amber, who had invited Duke to the game, remained beside him.

This might explain why the game's players consist of four witches and four invitees.

"In short, let's find the other players first." Duke thought for a moment and decided, "The two of us are the most efficient at moving around. Let's find the others first, at least to make sure that the current players are in pairs."

Amber nodded thoughtfully, "Mm."

"And one more thing, you really better not overthink it," Duke suddenly said. "Maybe no one lied to you at all, and the 'stable spatial passage' simply disappeared because of your worries and concerns."

"what?"

Amber was slightly taken aback.

"Do you remember how Eve described yesterday's events? 'A wish-granting power enveloped the floating city, and our beloved Witch of Prophecy was influenced by this power, creating the Titans and dragons from her distant memories.' This is the effect of the leaked Crown-level game, and naturally it is related to the game itself."

Duke smiled with great interest: