"What are you doing?"
"Let her go!"
Several voices rang out at the same time. Iffy curled her lips and raised her right hand. The cage suddenly disappeared and Maggie fell to the ground.
"You bastard!" A golden figure soared into the air and rushed toward her. It was Lightning!
However, the moment the little girl raised her fist, she was trapped by the magic cage. The distance between them was less than an arm's length, but she could not touch her.
"Get out of here. It's none of your business!"
Iffy threw the cage away unhappily. Lightning followed the cage and rolled a few times on the ground until she was out of the range of Iffy's ability. Only then did she get out of the cage.
Lightning wiped the dust off her face. When she was about to rush over again, she saw Roland walking in front of Iffy and raising his hand.
"Bang!"
Following the crisp sound, everyone froze on the spot.
Iffy was especially surprised. She did not cover her blushing cheeks but raised her head to look at Roland as if she could not understand what he was doing. After a while, she slowly knelt on one knee and said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
Roland was also a little surprised. He did not want to hurt a woman, but when he saw Maggie fall to the ground, he did not even think much and moved his body automatically. Now that he thought about it, he felt as if he had seen his own daughter being bullied by some naughty kid. Anger filled his heart.
"What do you mean?" he asked loudly.
"Your Majesty, the power that a person can unleash in times of crisis is far greater than usual. I just wanted the test result to be more accurate..." Iffy's tone was extremely calm, as if it was a trivial matter. "Now it seems that the advanced non-combat witches are just so-so. The evolution of their abilities still can't make up for the gap between them."
Roland could not help but be speechless. What kind of environment did this person live in that she felt it was reasonable to hurt a fellow witch in order to test her ability?
"How's Maggie?" He looked at Vendy, who had returned to her original form with the white-haired girl in her arms.
"I'm fine … I didn't suffer too much damage. It's just a little red and swollen." Vendy frowned and lifted her sleeves. The red marks left by the cage could clearly be seen on her fair arms.
"Coo …" Maggie buried her head in Vendy's arms and sounded wronged.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty," Iffy said disapprovingly. "I know the strength of the contraction. This kind of small injury will heal itself in a day or two for a witch —"
"Apologize to her!" Roland angrily interrupted.
The latter opened his mouth and looked at him in surprise. His face instantly turned red. "Sorry, Your Majesty —"
"It's not me. It's Maggie."
This time, she gritted her teeth and lowered her head, not making a sound. Looking at Iffy's absolutely unapologetic expression, Roland was so angry that he almost laughed.
It seemed that the atmosphere on Sleeping Island might be worse than he had imagined. If the people of the Bloodfang Association behaved like this in the territory of a secular lord, there would be all kinds of dissatisfaction in Sleeping Island, which was dominated by witches.
Most importantly, Iffy thought that there was nothing wrong with what she had done. If it was just a simple punishment, Roland could think of countless ways to make her suffer, but it would not help to change her view of the world. Thinking of the reason why Tilly had sent them here, he could not help but sigh. Since she had previously boasted that if she had any difficulties, she could come to me. At this time, he naturally could not just toss her back and be done with it. If he could not help Tilly to calm down the conflicts in the rear, Sleeping Island would fall apart sooner or later. Of course, he might be able to attract some witches, but he would also lose Tilly's trust forever.
Only by destroying what Iffy was proud of from the bottom of her heart could she truly realize her mistake.
"You think you can ignore the feelings of the weak just because you're stronger than others?" Roland's voice gradually became cold. "In fact, you're the real weak one!"
His words made Iffy react instantly. Iffy suddenly raised her head with a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
"You think that combat witches should be superior to assistant witches because when facing enemies, combat witches are the core to ensure the continuity of the group, right?" Roland continued, "This idea is pitiful and ridiculous. If you really fight, you'll have no chance of winning since you rely too much on your own ability."
Iffy frowned and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes. "Your Majesty, are you trying to say that non-combat witches can also defeat me?"
"Why? You don't believe me?" Roland sneered. "Most of the witches in the Witch Union can do it easily, even if they've never used their ability to fight." Speaking of this, he looked at Lightning. She was stunned at first, but soon understood what he meant and nodded imperceptibly.
"That's just your imagination."
"Then let Maggie have a serious fight with you," Roland said in a deep voice. "She'll tell you personally that you're not qualified to be superior to any other witch!"
"Wh … what?" Iffy's eyes widened. "You mean … with that stupid pigeon?"
"The duel will be held tomorrow," Roland said word by word. "At that time, you'll naturally understand that you're not as powerful as you think."
*****
When they returned to their room, lunch was already laid out on the table in the living room.
The plates were filled with broth, bread, mushrooms, and stewed vegetables.
Obviously, they did not have to eat in the hall today.
"Oh? There's meat and bread? "Softfeathers said in surprise." I thought I could only drink cold water to satisfy my hunger today. "
"He doesn't want me to go to the duel with an empty stomach." Iffy sneered. "He really trusts that stupid bird."
"Of course, there might be drugs in it, such as the kind that makes people have diarrhea."
Iffy nonchalantly grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth. "You can choose not to eat it."
"I'm not the duel." Softfeathers rolled her eyes, climbed up the stool, and dragged a plate of roasted mushrooms in front of her. "By the way, is it really necessary for you to do this? Lady Heidi asked us to confirm the situation here, but she didn't ask you to make trouble in front of the Lord, right? "
"This is a rare opportunity."
"Really?" She said with great interest. "Not for any other reason?"
Iffy tilted her head and stared coldly at Softfeathers until the latter withdrew her head. "Well, forget I asked."
Since the witches who went to the Western Region returned to Sleeping Island, the atmosphere on the island had become increasingly unfavorable to the Bloodfang Association. It was said that Lady Tilly's elder brother had established a territory across the sea for witches to take shelter in, and that he was especially kind to non-combat witches who didn't have the strength to truss a chicken. This caused the incompetent witches on the island to become more and more influential. Lady Heidi suspected that this was deliberately fabricated by Tilly to win over most of her supporters. After all, according to common sense, the witches who could fight for the Lord and seize land and power should be valued more.
However, the result of today's test greatly surprised her. This secular Lord seemed to treat all witches equally.
But this was not the most surprising thing to her.
— The most surprising thing was Maggie.
She had never expected that the silly girl, who could not even speak a complete sentence, would be loved by so many witches, including the Lord. When she appeared in front of everyone, they all smiled from the bottom of their hearts. But on Sleeping Island, she was just a dispensable pet!
It was this feeling that made Iffy feel endless jealousy and anger.
She left Sleeping Island, but here she was fighting with other witches? This was a betrayal!
This was the real reason why Iffy decided to teach her a lesson.
However, what happened next made her unable to come back to her senses at all.
Dueling with a pigeon? How could His Majesty say such a ridiculous thing?
But this was good. Finding out the real situation in the Western Region was one of her tasks, and the other was to show her value and attract the attention of the Lord.
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