Meanwhile, on the other side…
While everyone in Emilia’s mansion was gathered around Nuo Ai’er chatting, a completely different, leisurely scene was unfolding high above the entire Inner World—the Witch Parliament Headquarters, the symbol of supreme authority.
Within the endless pure white corridor, tiny, shimmering specks of magical light floated in the air.
Contrary to the tense, judgment-filled, high-level scheming one might expect from a parliamentary hallway, this Witch Parliament was unexpectedly quiet and relaxed.
At the very center of this long white corridor, a small green figure was hopping along cheerfully.
A loli witch in a delicate emerald green dress, with soft green hair bouncing as she hummed a tune.
Her hands clasped behind her back, her little leather shoes went clack, clack, clack against the polished stone floor, her steps light and carefree.
Her face wore an innocent, harmless smile.
Of course, the main reason for her cheerfulness was the valuable information she had just obtained.
“That Nuo Ai’er is really interesting.”
Even though she looked like a soft, fragile newbie who could be crushed with a squeeze, she somehow survived every deadly situation in a way that completely defied common sense. She even managed to turn things around for a perfect ending.
At first, Ka Fei had simply wanted to get rid of the newcomer Weiran had picked up, just like before. But after testing her this far, she had become thoroughly intrigued by Nuo Ai’er.
That little one absolutely has a big secret hidden inside her.
Even if her talent showed as zero on the status screen, Ka Fei was convinced she possessed a strange gift that even a Witch couldn’t observe.
Ka Fei: ‘If even the Administrators can’t observe it, then only the Tentacle God, who stands above the Witch Parliament, would know.’
“So tired… time to head back.” Ka Fei prepared to return to her lounge and slack off with some tea.
But just as she passed a corner in the corridor—
“Not going to catch up?”
A lazy, cool female voice suddenly emerged from the shadow of the wall beside her.
“Ka Fei.”
The voice precisely called out to the green-haired loli witch who was about to slip away.
Ka Fei paused mid-step.
She blinked her clear green eyes and slowly turned her head.
Leaning quietly against the wall of the pure white corridor was a familiar black-dressed beauty, arms crossed.
Long black hair, purple eyes, pale skin, and a classic gothic black dress. Her whole demeanor was lazy yet carried a hint of pressure.
“Oh my, if it isn’t Big Sister Weiran? Long time no see.”
Ka Fei greeted her with a smile.
But at that moment, Weiran’s gaze was calm, fixed firmly on Ka Fei, as if she had already prepared for a confrontation. Clearly, this was no coincidence—she had been waiting here specifically for her.
Seeing her like this, Ka Fei instantly knew what was up.
“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me so fiercely?” Ka Fei said in a sugary voice, pressing her lips together.
With that pure, innocent, adorable act, anyone who didn’t know the truth would be completely fooled.
Unfortunately, the person standing opposite her was Weiran, who knew her true nature best.
Weiran clicked her tongue at her feigned innocence.
“Save that act.”
She spoke calmly. “Do you think I came back to the Witch Parliament this time for nothing?”
“Ka Fei, you should know very well what I mean.”
At that moment, the atmosphere in the corridor instantly shifted from leisurely to tense.
Ka Fei’s smile froze for a second, but she stubbornly kept up the pretense:
“Emm, Ka Fei doesn’t know. What did Big Sister Weiran come back for? There’s no new observation mission lately, no new meetings.”
“Could it be… you got punished by Lord Tentacle God because you couldn’t recruit any new players?”
“Or… Big Sister Weiran finally figured it out and wants to work hard on her performance to shake off the last-place title?”
She deliberately dragged out her tone, dripping with sarcasm.
“Ah, but that can’t be helped. After all, everyone in the Parliament knows our Witch Weiran is top-tier in strength and magic, but when it comes to cultivating players, her performance has been dead last for years.”
“That’s what they call a champion’s personal touch, right?”
Ka Fei was about to laugh at her own words.
Of course, facing her mockery, Weiran wasn’t led astray at all.
She stared directly into Ka Fei’s eyes and spoke with absolute certainty:
“I came back to investigate the string of abnormal dungeons my new player has been encountering.”
“Wow, which newbie is so unlucky?”
“Don’t play dumb with me.”
Weiran paused. “Someone has been deliberately targeting me behind the scenes, artificially raising the difficulty of my new player’s dungeons and setting traps. And now, I already know who the suspect is.”
Weiran lifted her gaze slightly. “Ka Fei, want to take a guess who?”
The moment those words were spoken, the last trace of feigned innocence on Ka Fei’s face vanished completely.
But still, she showed no panic. Instead, she lightly covered her mouth and let out a soft chuckle.
“Oh dear, Big Sister Weiran, who would target you specifically? Didn’t you just take in an incredibly powerful newbie?”
Weiran knew she was referring to Nuo Ai’er.
“Three dungeons, all cleared, and all with perfect endings. Her record is absolutely dazzling.”
“If someone really was targeting you, would you have managed to get such a promising talent?”
Her words were almost convincing.
Weiran just gave a light snort at her stubborn denial. “You sure know how to joke.”
“What do you mean?”
“I personally looked up the world bubble records you handled, as well as the backend data of my newbie’s starter dungeon, ‘Little Red Riding Hood and the Dangerous Forest.’”
Weiran’s tone was calm as she systematically dismantled her disguise:
“The original base difficulty of that dungeon was just newbie entry-level. But after actual deployment, the monster strength, boss power, environmental fatality rate… all exceeded the normal survival range for a newcomer. It was a rule-breaking, over-spec difficulty dungeon.”
Weiran uncrossed her arms. “That dungeon was not something a newbie should have faced.”
“If not for my newbie’s ridiculously good luck—dodging every trap and conquering that Little Red Riding Hood—how could she have gotten a perfect clear?”
Weiran locked eyes with Ka Fei and said each word deliberately: “You rigged it behind the scenes, didn’t you, Ka Fei?”
Finally caught red-handed.
Ka Fei no longer bothered to keep up the innocent act.
She dropped her fake smile, hands still behind her back, and lifted her chin slightly.
“Oh? You found the data?”
She spoke slowly, her tone airy, without a hint of guilt at being exposed: “But Big Sister Weiran, you don’t have any real evidence, do you? I was just doing normal fine-tuning of world bubble parameters and assigning dungeons for players.”
“When did I ever tamper with a newbie dungeon’s difficulty?”
“And besides—”
Ka Fei tilted her head, a sly smile curling on her lips: “Even if I did do it, so what?”
At that moment, she finally stopped hiding her hostility toward Weiran.
The long-buried grudge now laid bare.
“Back in the Witch Assessment, you made me lose face in front of everyone… I still remember the humiliation I suffered that day.”
Ka Fei’s eyes sparkled, but they were filled with deep obsession:
“You were always the best, the most talented… I just wanted to see you fail.”
Weiran: “……”
Ka Fei: “I just wanted to see the newbie you worked so hard to pick up die in the dungeon, get ruined from the start, completely fall apart.”
She wasn’t even pretending anymore…
“Do you have to act like a child?”
Weiran looked at her and let out a helpless sigh.
Sure enough, it was still that childish temper.
So many years had passed, and she hadn’t changed a bit.
“Then there’s nothing more to say. Ka Fei, we’ll settle the score sooner or later—one by one, slowly.”
After hearing that, Ka Fei’s smile deepened, and she waved lightly: “Sure, sure~ I’m really looking forward to that day too, Big Sister Weiran.”
With that, she didn’t linger. She turned and continued clack, clack, clacking forward, quickly disappearing around the corner of the corridor.
Once she was alone in the depths of the corridor, away from Weiran, Ka Fei’s provocative smile slowly faded.
She walked slowly as she muttered to herself, replaying the conversation just now.
“Ridiculously lucky…”
It seemed even Weiran thought Nuo Ai’er survived on sheer luck alone.
Ka Fei blinked her green eyes, a knowing look flashing beneath.
“That Weiran doesn’t even know the real secret of her own little newbie.”
“Perfect. That means I have an information advantage.”
Ka Fei had already reviewed the details of all three dungeons.
Even a top-tier player couldn’t possibly obtain all the information in a completely unknown dead-end situation, avoid every death flag, and still achieve a perfect ending every single time.
Luck?
Even someone with a strong luck talent could only save themselves under that level of dungeon difficulty. But she had even managed to save the dungeon characters [Leinata] and [Hui Mei]—not just their lives, but their hearts too.
That absolutely couldn’t be luck.
So the truth was simple.
The green-haired loli witch put her hands on her hips and grinned with absolute certainty:
“Her talent is definitely prophetic dreams!”
That had to be it.
She had noticed that in both the Little Red Riding Hood dungeon and the Sister dungeon, every time Nuo Ai’er had a premonition of danger or acquired crucial information, it was only after she slept and woke up screaming.
That was how she avoided every deadlock and cleared with minimal cost.
“So targeting her is easy too—just don’t let her sleep, meow (`w’)”
Ka Fei was now brimming with confidence.