"I Became a Witch, but Now Everyone's in Love with Me!"

Chapter 97: What Bad Luck
"Are you still confident that you won't fail?"
Seeing the arrogant Carol, who hadn’t even raised a shield, being battered by the explosion, Vladimir—the veteran-looking mentor—showed a rare amused expression. She raised the corner of her mouth and asked jokingly.

Trait: Combat Intuition.
Jiang Cha’s stealth inscription had been perfectly effective. Carol hadn’t noticed the hidden danger until the magic cannon appeared.
However, the manufacturing time of this mecha had been too short. When the undead mecha revealed the interior of its chest, Vladimir still noticed the multiple weapons storing energy.

"No problem!"
Of course, Carol could sense what Vladimir could. Maybe the qualities at work weren’t the same, but the goal was identical. She was confident she could handle the undead mecha made by her students—it was just a little tricky.
Because now she realized that although the craftsmanship was low, the mecha was unexpectedly made from many high-level materials. Magic slightly lower in power could not even break through its defense.

But who was she? A battle witch specializing in the School of Evocation, whose destructive power was unmatched… it didn’t exist.
"You two little guys, you must bring some more surprises to me…"
Carol quickly cast a magic shield on herself to avoid being knocked over by the explosion’s aftermath. Then, endless fire explosions shot out from her side at rapid speed. At the same time, she continued accumulating magic power, preparing her next spell.
"Level 5 magic, Pyroblast. Armament No. 1, retreat to recharge. Armament No. 2, activate."

Following Jiang Cha’s command without hesitation, the magic cannon slowly retreated back into the mecha’s chest. Meanwhile, the undead giant’s shoulders opened, revealing two rapid-fire anti-aircraft guns.
"Violet, activate the death shield."
"Learn!"

The little girl was in excellent condition and obeyed the command instantly, bursting out stronger undead magic. A black shield appeared, surrounded by a gust of wind, encasing the undead giant.
"Where do they get so much magic power!?"
Carol, outside, frowned. The rapid-fire cannons continuously spewed low-level shaping magics, accurately blocking each of her pyrotechnic explosions.

"Jiang Cha is the first-year student with the most magical power, and Violet is the student with the most magical power in the entire academy, reaching a value of 140,000."
Vladimir, bored, answered the time-wasting question. As a mentor, she already understood her students’ abilities. Carol was simply complaining. Jiang Cha and Violet’s magical power far exceeded lower-grade expectations.
"Okay, okay…"

"Violet, prepare for impact."
As soon as Carol’s helpless voice fell outside the mecha, Jiang Cha, who had analyzed the magic information, issued instructions instantly. Simultaneously, she manipulated the undead giant into a defensive posture.
Magic power exploded within her body, forming a massive flame energy shield in front of the undead giant. Then came several consecutive defensive magics: Fire Guardian, Shock Guardian, and Steel Guardian.

Even after that, she didn’t stop. With her super strong magic control, she invoked Violet’s high-quality undead magic stored in the mecha’s core. It wasn’t entirely undead magic—it was a blend of undead and death magic. These two forms were closely related, except that death magic could only be wielded by an undead witch.
Although Violet was still young, she was naturally an undead witch, and her magic carried a hint of death.
Then…

Eighth-level undead magic: Skeleton Hell.
This Skeleton Hell covered a larger area, had thicker bone spurs, higher quality, and a more threatening appearance than the last time. Countless low-level undead were ready to burst from the ground, but Jiang Cha used precise control to suppress them, drawing all the magic from the Skeleton Hell to strengthen the bone spurs and attack Carol.
"Trying to use field magic to slow my spellcasting?"
Carol dodged a bone spur by leaning sideways, frowning. Something felt off. Jiang Cha was her most difficult student. She always hid countless traps in seemingly normal spells. Each tiny advantage, once accumulated, helped Jiang Cha win.

This was the problem with Skeleton Hell. Why employ field magic when the opponent was restraining a forbidden spell?
"Armament number three, skeleton sword equipped."
As the bone spurs merged onto the hilt of the sword in the undead giant’s right hand, Carol understood.

"Draining mana to increase endurance, using bone spikes to slow my spellcasting, and equipping the undead giant with weapons… huh? That’s really your style."
"Kill three birds with one stone," Jiang Cha said.
Vladimir also showed an admiring look. It was rare to find such a clever student.

"Then I’ll give you a big one too!"
Carol waved her hand, grasping the flaming giant sword that appeared in the void. It was truly massive—over ten meters long and two to three meters wide—a weapon powerful enough to fight against the undead giant.
And this was Carol’s staff: Blazing °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° Greatsword.

In truth, the main body was just a short staff. Carol was a short-staff user. But this short staff, only 80 centimeters long, became a giant flaming sword over ten meters long when charged with magic power—a devastating weapon for attacking enemies.
"Why did Teacher Carol even take out her staff?"
Lina, watching the college live broadcast for fun, felt confused. Something was off. It wasn’t rare for Carol to wield her magic wand, but the undead giant’s fighting style looked familiar: provoke, set traps, sleight of hand, one spell with multiple uses… hiding the magic.

Seeing the undead giant suddenly release intermediate transformation magic, Dragon Wings, without any fluctuation, the golden-haired loli sprayed her mouthful of watermelon onto the floor of the Battle Club.
"Holy crap! Is that Chabao in that mecha?!"
Hearing her voice, the expressions of the Battle Club seniors watching the fight gradually shifted. It wasn’t Cha Bao’s fighting power that surprised them—but the fact that she was facing Mentor Carol.

"What bad luck," Casey sighed, causing the witch next to her to nod.
But Lina felt that no matter how she looked at their expressions, these heartless seniors were gloating over someone else’s misfortune. Please, smile less!