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

Chapter 98: The Infinite Schemes of the Bad Woman Cha Bao
Jiang Cha was indeed unlucky.

Judging by the combat power currently displayed by the Undead Mech, it had every chance of passing the “Trial” and earning that luxurious reward. That one magical cannon alone would be nearly impossible for an ordinary mentor to fully block.
But standing in front of the two girls were their mentors: Carol and Vladimir.
How strong were they?

Myrtle was known as the greatest witch under the sage, with unparalleled knowledge and mastery of various secondary professions and magical schools. But she was primarily an academic witch, with some shortcomings in combat.
As for Vladimir and Carol… if all the fighting witches in the witch world were ranked by combat power, these two would be in the top fifty. Mentor Vladimir was even a strong contender for first place.
And the rules of the school stated that, in a “trial,” a student must pass the joint assessment of two instructors to succeed.

Well, it wasn’t all bad luck. At least they hadn’t run into Suicune, a sage-level guest mentor.
Yet Jiang Cha and the others faced a trial far more difficult than their predecessors.
“Any other tricks?”
Although Carol held a flaming giant sword over ten meters long, her movements were fluid and unaffected. The plump, gray-brown-skinned mentor flew gracefully through the sky, dodging countless bone spur attacks. Yet the distance between her and the Undead Mech was gradually closing.

“Yes.”
In full power mode, Jiang Cha—the girl who normally showed no emotion—suddenly gave a sly smile.
“Violet, I leave it to you.”

“Oh! Leave it to me! Jiang Cha, go and have a good rest!”
The little girl nodded happily, smiling like an innocent child. But the death magic swirling around her was anything but cute—it radiated the soul-chilling fear of death itself.
The so-called Witch of the Dead was the nemesis of all living beings, the lord of death, and the god of the dead.

Violet was still young. She couldn’t maintain a high concentration of death magic in her body without being affected by the concept of death, so she kept it at a slight level. But when the magic was directed through her own body, its impact was greatly amplified.
Kill four birds with one stone.
The main purpose of [Skeleton Hell] had been tactical concealment. But there was another magic at play—Wisdom Magic: [Information Mimicry].

That’s right. The skeleton hell Jiang Cha had just created didn’t actually use all the magic power stored in the core of the Undead Mech. She had only drained the undead magic power, not the higher-quality death magic. Then, she used information mimicry to alter the magical signature emitted by the death magic, making it appear as a mixture of undead and death magic.
But in reality…
Violet, with her black hair and dark eyes, smiled knowingly. Jiang Cha had invested enormous effort into this sneak attack. From the start, she knew they couldn’t defeat Carol using conventional tactics. So Cha Bao, in full power, had devised a do-or-die strategy.

It was a perfect trap—crafted from magic, magical deception, unrevealed abilities, rhetoric, Violet’s super casting ability, and Carol’s own confident personality.
Step one: Use the main weapon, the Magic Cannon, to trick Carol into believing it was their strongest attack, provoking her into letting down her guard and becoming aggressive from humiliation.
Step two: Use precise magic control to cast Skeleton Hell, concealing the true intent while simultaneously draining undead magic and enhancing bone spikes for tactical advantage.

Step three: Employ information mimicry to mask the magic signature while controlling the skeletons, equipping the Undead Mech with a skeleton sword, creating the illusion of wanting close combat, and drawing Carol into the perfect position for the final strike.
Step four: Continuously release bone spurs to reinforce the trap’s credibility while consuming undead magic to elevate the quality of death magic.
Step five: Change command, letting Violet—who could perfectly control death magic—deliver the finishing blow.

When Cha Bao fought at full power, she was utterly rational, never swayed by pleasure or morality. She only calculated the most feasible strategy and executed it meticulously. Showboating? Jiang Cha didn’t need that.
Battle, witch battle. The most important thing was victory.
From the moment Jiang Cha entered full power mode, this strategy had already been set. The entire battle, though seemingly intense with multiple exchanges of offense and defense, had been a trap from start to finish.
The seeds of hope and the sweat of hard work were about to bear fruit.

Now.
It was time to harvest.
“The final blow!!”

The little girl looked thrilled, imitating a heroic operator from a cartoon, shouting with excitement:
“Finger of Death!!!”
Though called a single finger, the sheer volume of magic was staggering—extremely high-quality death magic, at least sage-level energy in potency.

Violet was truly gifted. She could wield magic of sage-level quality despite being a little witch.
For a moment, her black light extinguished the sun. The entire sky plunged into complete darkness.
Not a simple night, but the eternal night of the underworld—the deathly stillness that made the living freeze and the dead rejoice. It was pure death.

Even the stars in the sky and the artificial sun hanging high went out.
“What a little bastard.”
Carol’s tone was calm, almost gentle, as she muttered a soft curse.

“You use such shady methods on your mentor. Hey, Vladimir, do kids these days have no conscience?”
“At least Jiang Cha doesn’t.”
Vladimir shook her head and laughed. It was the first time she had seen a student employ such insidious tactics. She was used to large-scale magic battles but couldn’t immediately think of how to counter this one.

Yet she moved—coming to Carol’s side silently, preparing to ignite a raging flame.
Raise your hand and strike.
Combined spells: [Yangyan] + [Dimensional Slash].

The sky.
It was on.