Otaku Witch

"Sis, here's the thing..."

In response to her sister's inquiry, Alice didn't have much to hide. She simply explained the course of events.

The story actually started with a research lab attack that happened a month ago. The perpetrator of the attack still hadn't been caught to date, even though Alice had been working overtime with her team for so long, the case hadn't made any progress.

The attacker was clearly a pro, meticulous and efficient, leaving not a single piece of evidence at the scene of the crime. Alice even resorted to magic, unable to deduce anything useful. She sought help from a senior in the Divination Department for a divination, but the answers were obscured by fate itself, leaving her with nothing but loneliness.

Since reaching out to others seemed hopeless, the only strategy Alice could think of was to wait for the attacker to show up again. She had people guard the research lab in secret these past few days since it was under reconstruction. If the assailant had a grudge against the lab, they might strike again.

But this wait turned into a month, and the little witch's patience was nearly worn out. She sensed the attacker had gone into hiding and likely wouldn't commit another crime any time soon, which is why she began to relax a bit.

Just as she had taken a leave to spend time with her sister, the attacker, who had been lying low for over a month, decided to stir up trouble again.

"So, sis, sorry, but I have to go back and deal with this now."

The little witch put her hands together and apologized to her sister.

As the captain of Thirteenth Squad, she of course couldn't neglect her team members at this moment, and with the attacker's brazen moves, how could she possibly tolerate it?

Now consumed with anger, she was determined to show that skulking troublemaker, who also interrupted her sweet time with her sister, the cruelty of a witch.

"It's okay, it's okay, work is important. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry here. Besides, since there isn't much happening, why don't we come with you to take a look? It's good to have more people to lend a hand." Experience tales at empire

Dorothy wasn't too bothered by this; instead, she was more concerned about Alice's safety. Although her little sister was stronger than her, as the older sister, she couldn't help but worry, especially since the attacker sounded very formidable. She was worried Alice might run into trouble on her own.

"No... um, okay then, that'll be a big help."

The self-reliant little witch initially wanted to refuse instinctively, but considering her lack of progress over the past month and seeing the impressive group her sister had brought with her, she eventually nodded in agreement.

As a keeper of the academy's order, she had to prioritize her duties. Catching the culprit and stabilizing the order within District Thirteen was urgent. Her own pride and dignity should not be an obstacle.

Besides, there was no point in trying to act tough in front of her own sister, who knew her strengths and weaknesses all too well.

"Well then, barista, pack the drinks to go."

Dorothy said to the elf barista, who had already prepared the beverages.

......

Rushing along, five minutes later, the group arrived at the crime scene.

This small, tranquil Sky Island, just a few streets away from the bustling commercial district, was hidden behind several medium-sized commercial Sky Islands. The environment was quiet, the type of place where people were usually drawn away by the commotion in front, so it rarely saw passersby.

Upon seeing the Sky Island, Dorothy's eyes lit up – it perfectly met her requirements for a club location.

The position wasn't too remote, the environment was peaceful, and it was a private island with its own entrance, eliminating any need to consider relations with neighbors. It seemed to be quite comfortable.

However, the entire island had been bombarded by magic into ruins. The once delicate buildings had collapsed, and even the buoyancy base of the Sky Island was cracked. Judging by the magic still active in the area, Dorothy guessed the recent attack must have involved magic no less than of the Six Rings level.

Wow, what a grudge this must be, to use such powerful magic on a small Sky Island.

The homebody witch couldn't help but click her tongue in astonishment.

Magic above the Six Rings level belonged to the range of high-order magic. This level of destructive magic, apart from a few highly specialized single-target spells that could significantly enhance a singular aspect, consisted mostly of spells capable of annihilating an entire city of mortals with a single strike.

While it was true that Witch Sky Islands were quite sturdy, there was surely no need for such severity. This was a path aimed at destroying the entire island.

But on second thought, who built this island? The quality was truly impressive. To withstand such an impact and only crack rather than shatter completely – that was something special.

Lately getting a bit too absorbed in her architectural studies, Dorothy's focus had shifted to the structural design of the Sky Island.

Meanwhile, the little witch Alice, upon seeing the sorry state of the Sky Island, opened her mouth but couldn't find the words.

Good grief, last time it was just one room, but this time it was nearly the whole island. Last time they bombed a room, this time an island, what about next?

The little witch shivered with rage. How dare the attacker be so audacious? Did they no longer regard Disciplinary Team Thirteen as a threat?