Chapter 61: The Birth of the White Tiger Dragon Loli
“You said Moti Si left? Isn’t that worse? If we can’t find her, Edema will definitely vent her anger on you. With her current strength, I’m afraid no one can stop her.”
“Huh? Just how strong is she?”
“She’s already at an absolute Level B standard.”
No one can stop her at Level B? That’s hilarious. The Magical Girl Association still has a silver-haired witch with a normal defensive magic intensity at Level B.
Just as Sumu was thinking this, Irina’s voice echoed deep within her heart.
“It’s best not to consider Tang Nai in terms of combat power; having her intervene would be the worst result.”
Upon hearing this, Sumu’s eyes slightly narrowed.
What do you mean by the worst result? Besides, you can’t really know her, right?
“Tang Nai is already well-known at the border of the Dream Realm. But hardly anyone wants to get involved with her; do you know why?”
Oh, that’s true. I also want to distance myself from this silver-haired witch. With her personality, she must have quite a notorious reputation in that area.
“That’s somewhat true. Unfortunately, little Sumu, you’ve already fallen into her hands in this lifetime.”
Hmph! I will turn things around one day. Just make sure you don’t get involved with her again!
“…It’s not worth worrying to that extent.”
Irina, hidden at the exit of a certain Dream Ruins, couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sadness upon hearing Sumu’s thoughts.
Don’t get involved again? That advice might have been useful three years ago; now it’s far too late.
And sensing a hidden magic power fluctuation coming from ahead, she immediately sharpened her focus.
Whether she can catch a fat sheep depends on this one move.
“Anyway, don’t count on her. Those guys in the Combat Department treat her like a magic nuclear weapon; the consequences of her being activated would be scarier than monsters ruling the world.”
Understood. Tang Nai ruling the world, huh? That would indeed be terrifying.
But Irina didn’t respond any further, and Sumu had to continue contemplating Mi Xian’s words.
“How strong is Level B? Can’t a few Level C’s handle her together?”
Mi Xian was stunned upon hearing Sumu’s statement.
What do you mean a few Level C’s can’t handle her?
Forget about a few Level C’s; even if City B had an average Level C, they’d have to obediently line up and face Edema, after all, similar things have really happened in Layer Three of the Dream Realm.
“Senior, you haven’t been to Layer Three, have you?”
“No, isn’t that place dangerous? Only Level C can enter.”
“That’s right. I only dared to go in a long time ago because something very scary happened after that.”
“What happened?”
Seeing Sumu’s curiosity piqued, Mi Xian cleared her throat and spoke in as eerie a tone as possible:
“There was once a Level B witch who, after falling into depravity, went on a hunting spree in Layer Three of the Dream Realm in one day, defeating everything in her sight by herself. Just getting close to her would leave Level C’s unable to resist being enslaved by her.”
Listening to this terrible description, Sumu couldn’t help but recall an old acquaintance.
“Wait a minute. The Level B witch you’re talking about, it wouldn’t be a tall figure with a scar at the corner of her eye, named Desire Witch, would it?”
“Yes, yes, yes! How did you know, senior?”
Seeing Mi Xian nod vigorously, Sumu couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat over her experience of having left the Luo Linglan Dream Realm unscathed after meeting her.
It was thanks to her benevolence that she was able to walk out clean.
“Don’t those above Level B care about this? Such an exaggerated thing.”
“Uh, I’m not sure if there are any above Level B; I’ve never heard of them.”
Mi Xian shrugged. She rarely went to the Dream Realm, so she was indeed not very clear about it.
In that regard, the one called Edema is indeed quite troublesome.
“So why is the Monster King looking for Moti Si’s trouble?”
“I know this one. About a year ago, when Edema had just entered Level B, she was very tall, stacked well, and had a strong sense of oppression, often tormenting girls, and even had her eyes on me for a time.”
Mi Xian recalled Edema from that time and still felt a lingering fear.
That guy, known as the witch with the codename “Dragon,” was greedy, lustful, violent, and extremely arrogant. When she looked down on you, it genuinely felt like being scrutinized by a dragon exhaling hot breath, sending chills down your spine.
But those were all in the past.
One day, Edema went out as usual looking for “fresh cute girls.”
Generally, by that evening, she would return to the king’s chamber with at least three girls who were mesmerized by her.
However, that time, she didn’t return all night, but no one dared to ask about it, after all, Edema hated others inquiring about her affairs; in her words, that was overstepping.
The subordinates worried whether they might “overstep” themselves but never realized that the proud Edema had already been humiliated to the point of losing her last shred of dignity.
The bed in that cheap hotel was surprisingly good, and there were no annoying room service interruptions. The only time she was forced to take a break was when Moti Si went out to buy water.
Not because she wanted to drink, but mainly because a sponge that had been completely dehydrated, while soft, had a terrible texture.
The next day, Edema returned to the king’s chamber with her legs crossed, but before she could get inside, she was stopped by her subordinates.
“What? You say you’re Edema? Hahaha, you haven’t even fully grown up and you’re already speaking nonsense?”
Those words touched Edema’s sore spot, bringing back painful memories of last night.
Edema’s physical development was very mature, with abundant hair follicles, and she never groomed herself because she believed this was a symbol of femininity and dominance.
But that damn woman said she preferred being hairless, and was accustomed to using some violent methods to clean herself.
Thus, in Edema’s terrified gaze, Moti Si took out a hair removal strip from who knows where.
The skin and armpits were manageable, but there was no way certain places could be treated with that kind of thing!
Edema had had the experience of putting a sanitary napkin on backwards when she was not yet a monster, essentially sticking one to herself, and tearing it off had felt like taking half her life away.
Not to mention the hair removal strip.
But that white-haired witch truly planned to give it a try.
In despair, Edema’s inner dignity was completely crushed, her monster core was tainted, and she devolved into a dragon loli.
The good news was that she was now completely hairless and wouldn’t have to face that terrifying torment anymore.
The bad news was—
Because her monster core was tainted, the extremely weak Edema was tragically tied up by her subordinates and tossed into a bathtub like a zongzi, waiting for “Lady Edema” to deal with her.
After Edema had not appeared for several days, those two guards finally became aware of some bad possibilities.
Uh oh, that loli might really be the real deal. Everyone, retreat quickly!
By the time the wrathful Edema regained her strength and shattered her bindings, most of the guilty parties had already left the country.
They had lost their bodies and their troops.
Now, the Edema had finally returned to the right path and her strength was no longer as naïve as it used to be.
But in some aspects, she was forever changed by the humiliation from that day.
