Chapter 63: 63. No Earthly Desires At All
In the sky above Witch Academy, two Demonesses were riding brooms, making their way.
The blonde one among them was astonishingly beautiful and charming. She sat gracefully sideways on her broom, her long, slender, and smooth white-stockinged legs naturally dangling. Behind her, nine fluffy fox tails trailed, giving her an elegant and captivating aura.
The other Demoness, with bronze skin as if she had been sun-baked, appeared somewhat rebellious. Not only was her hair multicolored, but her face was also so heavily made up it almost looked like a mask.
However, contrary to her rebellious appearance, her posture on the broom was exceptionally proper, the kind of straddle-sitting position typically only used by younger Little Demonesses or older fuddy-duddies.
Moreover, this strange Demoness's attire was even more conservative, consisting of a black robe and baggy trousers, almost completely covering her body, showing none of the exposure and allure a normal hot girl should have.
Yet, when the breeze during flight caused her robe to cling exceptionally close, the natural allure it outlined, even if fleeting, still gave one a striking impression, even momentarily stealing the spotlight from the Fox Witch beside her.
"Senior Sister, the academic faction qualification assessments at the Academy are usually conducted by the corresponding clubs. If you want to be assessed for a particular faction, you can just go to its respective club," a small, chibi-style fox doll on the Fox Witch's shoulder spoke, saying this.
Audrey still found it a bit difficult to address her as Senior Sister. In her heart, she felt that she should be the Senior Sister, but there was nothing she could do. She was the one who needed help now. Although somewhat unwilling, she still spoke through the puppet.
After speaking, she even mustered the courage to secretly glance at this Senior Sister who was flying alongside her.
For the Little Fox, who suffered from severe social anxiety, this was already a rare adventurous act.
But the more she looked, the deeper the confusion in the Little Fox's eyes became.
She began to think that this Senior Sister might not be normal.
Because she couldn't sense any desire for herself from this Senior Sister named Dorothy.
"This isn't right. Did my talent for sensing Desire Source fail?" Audreythought, feeling somewhat surprised and uncertain.
She had never met anyone who wasn't moved by her in her entire life. In fact, even her family members, upon seeing her, would inadvertently develop some primal desires. Both of her mothers were like this, her Second Aunt was like this, and her elder sister was also like this.
This had nothing to do with one's character; it was merely a biological instinct.
As long as an entity possessed the concept of aesthetics, it would be difficult for them to resist her allure.
Honestly, if her family didn't have some status and power, she might have been snatched away long ago by various means to be used as a private collection or a forbidden plaything. One should not overestimate the integrity of the Demonesses in this regard.
Even when she came to study this time, her family was actually quite worried. If she hadn't insisted repeatedly, her family wouldn't have agreed to her attending Witch Academy.
But now, Audrey suddenly found that it seemed there truly was someone who had no interest in her, and this, for a moment, made the Little Fox feel a bit unaccustomed.
If the two of them truly had no connection, then it would be fine; she wasn't so pathological as to think everyone had to like her. But precisely because she now needed something from this person, the failure of her talent at this moment made the Little Fox feel uncomfortable.
At this moment, she was like a novice succubus who had just found a hunting target and was about to embark on her first hunt in life, only to suddenly discover that the other party's XP could not be recognized. She was instantly bewildered, at a loss, and didn't know what to do next.
She was actually already thinking about retreating, but when she saw the lifelike beautiful girl puppet on the shoulder of this newly promoted Senior Sister, she gritted her teeth and felt that she could still persevere a little longer.
However, this Senior Sister truly had many pets. On her left shoulder, besides the beautiful girl puppet she had been longing for, there was also a small black cat sleeping. The small puppet was now playfully stroking this sleeping black cat.
And on her right shoulder, it was even more absurd; a majestic little giant Dragon stood there.
Yes, that's right, not some Wyvern or pseudo-Dragon, but a genuine, pure-blooded giant Dragon. Audrey was not so uneducated as to not recognize a giant Dragon.
Although she truly didn't know what species this black giant Dragon, whose entire body seemed to be forged from steel, was, its pure Dragon aura already indicated the purity of its bloodline.
Even though the Witch World had once subdued the Dragons, it didn't mean that the Dragons, also a Calamity Race, would completely submit to the Witches. In fact, only a few descendants of the Dragon Kings in the Dragon Kingdom could barely control Dragons and use these fierce magical beasts as familiars or magical pets.
The proud Dragons only recognized the authority of the Dragon King who had directly fought and subdued them with supreme violence; they recognized no one else, not even the King of Witches or the Demon King, who were also King of Witches.
From this perspective, Senior Sister should be from the Dragon Kingdom.
However, Audrey recalled her two mothers' usual evaluations of the Dragon Kingdom.
A bunch of barbarians who don't understand art, muscle-brained brutes, War maniacs who only know how to fight and duel.
Emmmmmm...
This Senior Sister doesn't seem very much like a Dragon Witch. How could a Dragon Witch possess such profound knowledge as her?
In short, she couldn't quite understand this Senior Sister.
Audrey, somewhat unconvinced, for the first time in her life, actively activated her Desire Source talent. With the enhancement of magic power, the effect of this talent was greatly improved.
As a result, various fantasies from passersby began to materialize as images in her mind. However, the Little Fox, who was already quite experienced with this, directly bundled and discarded all these eye-soiling things. She focused on sensing the desires of the Senior Sister beside her.
However, there truly was none.
Even though Audrey had pushed her talent to its highest, she still couldn't sense anything.
Emmmm... wait, it seems there's a slight feeling.
The Little Fox was overjoyed to finally grasp a trace of emotion from her Senior Sister. She quickly began to analyze this string of emotions.
The result:
"This Junior Sister is truly a bit foolishly naive. She's already so pitiful, I should treat her better from now on, take more care of her."
Audrey: "..."
Looking at the sentence she had analyzed, which contained a hint of guilt, the Little Fox's mood was complicated for a moment.
Why, when she had finally seen an opportunity to realize her dream and finally met someone who didn't have those disgusting thoughts about her, shouldn't two good things combined together create more happiness?
Then why couldn't she feel happy?
Who's foolish? Even if you're Senior Sister, you can't wrong people like that! And who needs your care? A Demoness as weak as you, Senior Sister, I could beat ten of you with one hand.
The Little Fox thought angrily again.
However, this seemingly delinquent Senior Sister turned out to be a genuinely good person after all.
Audrey carefully looked at this heavily made-up Senior Sister again. Because she couldn't sense those ugly desires, her social anxiety-induced problems weren't triggered.
Her courage grew slightly.
This was the first time since her birth that she felt a stranger wasn't scary, apart from her family.
However, perhaps she was looking too closely for the first time, causing the other party to notice her gaze.
"Is there something on my face?"
Dorothy touched her face somewhat warily, thinking her makeup had come off.
"Ah, no, no. I just think Senior Sister, you might be a good person. Hmm, the kind of good person who doesn't have those earthly desires."
The Little Fox, caught peeking, lowered her head in shame. She wanted to apologize, but even though she wasn't afraid of this Senior Sister now, they were still not very familiar with each other, so she still felt a strange sense of shame about speaking up.
In the end, the chibi doll on her shoulder helped her speak her mind.
Dorothy: "..."
This Junior Sister definitely has some serious problem. I'm clearly trying to trick her, and she actually thinks I'm a good person?
It's a good thing this child met me. Otherwise, she might have been tricked into thirteen times a night with just a single mala tang.
And what do you mean I don't have earthly desires? I had my tools of the trade confiscated, alright?
Tsk, forget it, I won't think about it anymore. I'm tired. I really don't have that kind of joy anymore. Now, only studying magic and learning new knowledge can stir a ripple in my heart.
I'll keep an eye on this foolish Junior Sister in the future. Don't let anything happen to her and affect my relationship with Teacher Spider. I haven't even drained Teacher Spider's reserves yet.
She thought to herself.
Two Demonesses on their way.
Merry Christmas, I'm a bit off today. I'm actually getting stuck on the writing. Something's not right.