Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

Chapter 32 The Dark History of Miss Witch
　　After a long time of trouble, Coppelia finally calmed down. Fortunately, Angelica had set up a magic barrier to block out noise in advance; otherwise, the loud noise in the middle of the night would definitely attract the guards to patrol.
　　Angelica also calmed down her irritable mood. Both Coppelia and Angelica were witches. No matter how angry she was, Angelica still couldn't kill Coppelia. If she didn't care about the cost, she might be able to do it. After all, Coppelia's immortality was to constantly change her doll body, but who knew how many spare parts she had made.

　　The two witches sat on either side of the tea table, and Angelica spoke first.
　　"So, you really just came here to show off your new body to me?"
　　Coppelia's explanation sounded like a made-up excuse, but Angelica knew Coppelia's personality. Or maybe it could be said that all Beyonders were somewhat bored, and Coppelia was usually the same idle type as Angelica.

　　"Correct! And it also replenishes Angie's energy! Speaking of which, it's really rare for Angie to leave the Misty Mountains. It's clear that Angie hasn't left the Misty Mountains for decades."
　　"When you get older, you have to get out and move your body... Anyway, you can find me wherever I go, and I'm too lazy to move."
　　"Hey, thank you for the compliment~"

　　"I'm not praising you! You perverted stalker!"
　　"I'm not a perverted stalker, I'm just loving Angie!"
　　Angelica was forced to spend a few more minutes calming down. To be honest, Coppelia was very perseverant. Angelica couldn't even remember how long she had known Coppelia. She had always maintained an enthusiasm that was almost that of a fanatic.

　　"Based on my understanding of Angie, she must not have even a copper coin left in her pocket right now. I am here to help Angie solve her problems."
　　"Although I feel very unhappy, I really don't have much money left. Did you bring aid on purpose?"
　　"That's right! I brought a great plan! This town seems to be very rich, so first I will summon a dragon and let it burn, kill, rob, and commit all kinds of evil. Then Angie will appear as a hero and defeat the dragon..."

　　"Stop, stop. You are indeed someone who can come up with this idea. I am hopeless for having any hope for you for even a moment."
　　"The dragons I created are absolutely guaranteed to do evil."
　　"Why do you think I'm questioning the quality of the dragon? Your plan is so troublesome, stop it now."

　　“Woo woo…”
　　Abigail was terrified by the conversation between the witches.
　　Just now, didn't Miss Coppelia smile as she talked about the plan to nearly destroy Devin Town? Judging from her tone, she didn't seem to be joking, and it seemed that Miss Coppelia could really do it.
　　Abigail finally understood Angelica's previous evaluation: the so-called extraordinary people all have some abnormality in their brains.

　　"You are no longer useful to me now that I have no money. Go back when you have had enough of the trouble."
　　"That's # Nоvеlight # too much! Angie made me sound like a mobile wallet!"
　　"In fact, you haven't even fulfilled your duties as a mobile wallet, right?"

　　Angelica angrily ordered her to leave. Since Coppelia didn't have much money, Angelica didn't bother to continue arguing with her. This idea seemed very snobbish, but Angelica really thought so. She never refused the temptation of free sex.
　　Abigail thought Coppelia would keep pestering her, but Coppelia just symbolically wiped away her nonexistent tears, and when she saw that she could not win Angelica's sympathy at all, she stood up in boredom. As Angelica said, Coppelia could find Angelica at any time, and the witch had plenty of time, so Coppelia would not completely anger Angelica.
　　Before leaving, Coppelia and Abigail looked at each other, and then the corners of Coppelia's mouth rose slightly.

　　"Angie's disciple."
　　"My name is Abigail..."
　　"It doesn't matter what your name is. Do you... know Angie's measurements?"

　　"What, why are you asking such a question all of a sudden?"
　　"You really don't know anything! Let me tell you, Angie's measurements are 96, 60, 92!"
　　"Hey! Don't tell other people's secrets everywhere!"

　　Angelica hurriedly tried to stop Coppelia from suddenly falling ill.
　　“So big!”
　　"Isn't your focus wrong, Abigail?"

　　"By the way, mine are 96.1, 60.1, and 92.1."
　　"Don't take advantage of the sovereignty of the body you created to deliberately adjust the data. You didn't have a better figure than mine before!"
　　"I also know many of Angie's secrets, for example, Angie used to be the elder sister of Santa Barbara Girls' Academy!"

　　St. Barbara Girls' Academy, a famous academy for ladies on the mainland that even Abigail, who was born in the countryside, had heard of. It was a school famous for cultivating the temperament, conversation, and etiquette of girls. The entrance qualification examination was extremely strict and was open not only to aristocrats but also to talented civilian girls.
　　It was the first time that Abigail knew that Angelica was an outstanding graduate of the Santa Barbara Girls' Academy... It was said that the most elegant lady in each third-year class would be given the honorific title of "Sister" and become an idol in the academy, the embodiment of the perfect woman that every girl longed for. Unfortunately, Angelica now seemed to have completely forgotten the ladylike etiquette she learned in the academy.
　　But why did Miss Coppelia suddenly bring up these irrelevant things?

　　"Is Miss Coppelia asserting her sovereignty?"
　　"Yeah, I'm glad you understand."
　　Coppelia was satisfied - your understanding of Angie is definitely not as good as mine; this is exactly what Coppelia wanted to express.

　　Before Angelica, with red eyes, swung the broom at her head, Coppelia used space warping to jump away. She also mastered space warping, so Angelica had to accept her fate that Coppelia would entangle her no matter where she escaped.
　　"That girl... I will never forgive her next time we meet!"
　　Angelica gnashed her teeth in anger. Living too long would inevitably accumulate tons of black history. People on the mainland generally did not believe that Angelica, who graduated from the Santa Barbara Girls' Academy, was the "black" witch herself. Unfortunately, Coppelia happened to be one of the insiders.

　　"Abigail."
　　Angelica smiled kindly, and only at this moment, Angelica seem to have become the ideal woman that every girl in the former Santa Barbara Girls' Academy aspired to be.
　　But Abigail didn't feel any warmth at all.

　　"A little knowledge: if a person's brain is subjected to a strong shock, they will lose a small part of their recent memory."
　　These words were Abigail's last memory of the day. Of course, when she woke up tomorrow morning, she would forget even this memory.