Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 313 - 284 A Dream Come True

Chapter 313: Chapter 284 A Dream Come True

When Du Qianqian awoke, she was brimming with a sense of grievance. Why did it have to be her? What had she done wrong to suddenly find herself in Lady Farosa’s grasp, even more terrifying than a little fly caught in a spider’s web? Caught by a spider, you might face a simple death, but in the arms of Farosa, it was a torture without end, as if sliced by a thousand knives.

"Death is the only fair ending," they all say, but they clearly haven’t met Lady Farosa, Du Qianqian thought. Dead, yet reborn, never able to escape from the palm of her hand.

Lady Farosa patiently waited, then pulled Du Qianqian into her embrace. Du Qianqian instantly felt her head enveloped in something soft, the oversized facial cleanser providing an unprecedented level of comfort. She struggled to breathe, holding her breath like a little dolphin. Initially, she resisted, trying to squirm away, but she gradually stopped moving. The warmth and scent of Lady Farosa were unforgettable.

It felt like she had sailed into a tranquil and peaceful harbor. They said nothing to each other, yet Du Qianqian’s tension slowly dissipated, replaced by a hazy sense of trust. What was there to fear by Lady Farosa’s side? They both knew well that Lady Farosa was powerful enough to kill all enemies and protect the Little Witch from malice on all fronts.

From this perspective, Du Qianqian felt reassured.

"Lady Farosa..." Du Qianqian closed her eyes, reveling in Lady Farosa’s care. She never imagined she would have such an opportunity to be so close to Lady Farosa without punishment.

Oh, how sweet it was. Meanwhile, an interesting fact occurred to Lady Farosa.

She could sense Du Qianqian’s defenses gradually loosening, which Lady Farosa saw as an opportunity. If she were to deliver a fatal blow at this moment, Du Qianqian would likely spend the rest of her life haunted by nightmares, never forgetting the pain she endured, becoming completely heartless and dumbstruck. If Lady Farosa wanted to make a perfect, twisted puppet out of Du Qianqian, the best moment had arrived.

But no. For the sake of facilitating the Seven Witches Ritual, she had to curb her impulse to harm others and maintain a truly benevolent image to counterbalance her previously violent reputation, thus allowing her persona to prevail. So even with a little fool like Du Qianqian, she had to maintain enough patience and kindness.

Lady Farosa’s hand repeatedly glided over Du Qianqian’s back, all the while chanting a healing miracle. As she quietly recited the secret script, the air began to shimmer with a dark golden luster, creating a resonance of power that materialized a force capable of intervening in reality.

As the miracle took effect, Du Qianqian felt her body swiftly recovering. She grew stronger and healthier; previously exhausted, she was now full of energy, her wounds healing rapidly, and even her mind felt sharper, no longer groggy.

If only she could get even closer to Lady Farosa... Du Qianqian lifted her head, her eyes hazy as she looked at Lady Farosa, longing for a kiss.

Knowing full well Du Qianqian’s tendency to overstep her boundaries, Lady Farosa refused to allow her to push her luck and brought her five fingers together into a point, delivering a knock to Du Qianqian’s head that sent her crashing back onto the sickbed.

"Ow—" Du Qianqian recoiled, tears welling up from the pain.

"I’ll come see you again tomorrow." Lady Farosa lifted Du Qianqian’s bangs, then laid them back down, her expression once again enigmatic, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"Okay—I understand." Du Qianqian curled back under the white blankets, feeling as though she had experienced a wonderful dream. When Lady Farosa left the infirmary, everything seemed so unreal to Du Qianqian. She just wanted to fall asleep quickly to welcome the next day, then eat a good meal and have a bath.

Amongst the witches, there was one Lady Farosa paid extra attention to—Shallow Dream.

Shallow Dream possessed the most unique magic power, Time Stop, which was identical to that of a previous colleague, the Chaos Witch, Charli Valenta, the Time Stopper, the Assassin Witch. Charli had a terribly wicked nature. With the control over time, she was invincible, wielding her power as she pleased.

Many cases and legends have shown that inheritors of the same magic power typically inherit the personality of the predecessor. If Shallow Dream’s natural disposition continued to grow uninhibited, she might end up similar to the previous Time Stop Witch, turning into an unchecked, formidable killer. Time Stop, as the ultimate magic power, had fewer measures of counteraction than others. Once the power was activated, there was only one witch in the world who could move.

For this reason, Lady Farosa also wanted to take this opportunity to improve Shallow Dream’s character.

At this moment, Shallow Dream was in room 102, having a late-night talk with another Little Witch.

Their temperaments and personalities were similar. Shallow Dream was psychologically young but already 15 years old physically. Room 102 was much more mature mentally but only 5 years old physically. They often debated who was more childish, each armed with plenty of evidence to prove the other’s immaturity.

Shallow Dream was dressed in a light orange bear onesie with a bear head hood, poking at room 102. Room 102 was clad in a black latex one-piece leotard that went from neck to ankle, pitch black save for an exposed head, reaching out to resist Shallow Dream’s poking.

"You’re so dumb," room 102 turned on the bedside lamp.

"Why don’t you sleep with room 101 anymore?" Shallow Dream was curious. She assumed room 101 and 102 would be in a double room in the Shijin Mansion, but the reality was different—room 102 opted for a single room voluntarily.

"I’m scared," room 102 tossed and turned, "Sister did some really scary things."

"What?"

"One day when I went to the bathroom," 102 said coyly, "I was looking in the mirror and happened to turn my head, and suddenly I saw something behind my ear. I pulled it out and it was a child locator."

"She was afraid you’d get lost," Shallow Dream said indifferently, "What’s the big deal?"

"How about I put it on you? Sneak it on without you knowing, I still have it." 102 pulled open the nightstand drawer and took out the sticker-like locator, "Why should I be watched by my sister wherever I go?"

"She’s trying to protect you, dummy, juvenile," Shallow Dream sneered.

"I don’t need it. I’m very strong." 102 bent her arm and flexed her muscles, "I can flatten anyone with a single punch."

"Have you seen Pan Ruiyi? You should go fight her and see who’s tougher," Shallow Dream yawned, "Wow... it’s time to sleep, it’s already half past twelve."

It was at this moment that Farosa knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Shallow Dream, sleeping on the outside, was pushed by 102 to answer the door.

As soon as Shallow Dream opened the door and saw Farosa standing outside like a ghost, she sprang backwards like a spring, retreating seven steps then sitting on the floor in one breath, anxious and unsettled, beginning to reflect on what she had done wrong to bring Lady Farosa to her doorstep to hold them to account.

"Fa— Fa— Far—" 102, seeing Farosa, stuttered incomprehensibly, at this moment she infinitely hoped 101 was beside her, able to whisk her away to a safe place, to avoid suffering under Farosa’s hand.

"Come, come here," Farosa sat on the edge of their large bed, picked them both up, one in each hand, and sat them on either side of her. "Little Witches, what kind of people do you want to become when you grow up?"

What!

Being treated with such kind words by Farosa, both 102 and Shallow Dream were extremely astonished, feeling that this world was not real.

"I...I think..." 102, having a bit more courage, stammered, "I want..."

Her mind began to slowly churn.

Rule the world? Become the most powerful person? These were things for Farosa and Uncle Xu to consider. She was a Tool Witch, sent to the battlefield to accomplish goals, so she herself shouldn’t have any extra aspirations. All she needed was to do her job well, win fights when necessary, and withstand pressure when absorbing damage. That was quite enough.

But now, prompted by Farosa to think about who she wanted to become in the future, 102 found it rather troubling.

Fortunately, she still had a lead, and 102 slowly outlined her future ambitions.

"I want to be really tall," 102 looked up. She was now only five feet seven, not tall enough, "I want to be as tall and big as Pan Ruiyi, and then be able to fight and have money. I want my sister to see that I’m already very powerful and she doesn’t need to keep an eye on me like that."

"I want to become the most powerful witch," Shallow Dream said eagerly, "I’m going to take out the guys I don’t like. I am the true master of time! If I can control time, then I have everything! Nothing can beat time."

"You both are my best witches," Farosa kissed each of them on the forehead, which surprised them and made them feel a sense of warmth from the bottom of their hearts. In their gloomy and chaotic lives, this was one of the most precious gifts they had received.

Farosa noticed that the magic circuits inside both of them were well constructed, having improved greatly through prolonged training and growth. 102 needed a few more assaults before she could become a Dominator Witch. Shallow Dream had already reached the level of a Lower-rank Witch.

"Use your power to protect those you care about, use your power to live out your own ideals," Farosa cradled Shallow Dream in her arms, lifting her high and gazing into her cheeks, forging a connection for Shallow Dream with the Galaxy.

"Wah—," Shallow Dream exclaimed, feeling a powerful magic suddenly surging into her body from all directions, circulating through the magic circuit in her limbs and body. She now had more magic at her disposal than before and felt that if she performed Time Stop now, she would greatly exceed the control of one second, reaching around two seconds!

The true dominion over time!