Hate Me, Witch!-Chapter 49: Cat-Eared Maid!

The black metallic rings interlocked to form a complete sphere, enveloping the massive star entirely.

It swallowed all light, plunging the surrounding space into an endless abyss of darkness.

But soon—

A stream of radiant, crystalline energy began to flow from the black metallic sphere.

The energy condensed into brilliant beams of light, cutting through the vast expanse of space.

Threads of starlight wove into an intricate network, linking together distant structures, illuminating silver-white space stations and orbital platforms.

In an instant, the once-dark void transformed into a breathtakingly luminous sea of stars.

“These black rings… I call them Dyson Sphere, a hypothetical Magitech megastructure still in the realm of theory.”

Xia Ya gazed at the dazzling starfield before him, his voice as calm as ever.

“It functions as a unified system.”

“In an ideal scenario, it could capture over 70% of a star’s energy output, efficiently converting and storing it as magical power.”

“Of course, achieving 70% energy conversion in a fully constructed Dyson Sphere is a bit unrealistic—not to mention, it wouldn’t be cost-effective.”

“If a civilization could construct a Magitech megastructure on this scale, then by that point, an entire star’s worth of energy would be nothing to them—it would be a mere symbol of their advancement, a monument to their achievements.”

“But in reality, absolute efficiency isn’t necessary…”

The image flickered slightly.

Then, the Dyson Sphere began to fade, its black metallic rings gradually disappearing, leaving behind only a single metal ring.

Moments later, even that metal ring began to dissolve.

What had once been solid metal transformed into a dark liquid, which then stretched, thinned, and spread out—

Becoming a delicate, black membrane.

Like a shadowy, ethereal cloud, it silently hovered beside the radiant star.

The star’s light passed through the thin veil, slightly dimming in intensity.

“A structure like this—a Dyson Membrane—might only absorb a fraction of a percent of the original Dyson Sphere’s energy.”

“But even at such low efficiency, the energy it captures would still exceed all the power our planet has generated throughout its entire existence.”

As Xia Ya finished speaking, a brief silence settled over the scene.

Diris stared at the vast starfield, momentarily speechless.

She had heard of Magitech megastructures before—

Like the Empire’s massive military airships.

Or the Steam Faction’s trump card—the Gustav Cannon, a weapon so devastating that it had only been used once during the Era of Cataclysm, allegedly killing an Imperial-Tier Molten Tortoise in a single shot.

These were legendary constructs, capable of making even Legendary Beastmasters wary—monuments to the pinnacle of Western Continent civilization.

And yet—

Compared to what Xia Ya was showing them now…

They suddenly felt insignificant.

Capturing a star’s energy directly in the sea of stars…

What an unimaginable concept.

And yet—

The sheer level of detail in this dream world suggested that it wasn’t just fantasy—it had a realistic foundation.

—

The dreamscape continued to shift, changing like fleeting reflections on water.

A fleet of warships—resembling the Western Continent’s floating airships, yet capable of seamlessly navigating space—burned through the darkness, their thrusters’ fiery exhaust illuminating the void.

Towering mechs, reminiscent of goblin-built Magitech constructs, but several times larger, stood at the ready.

Ordinary civilians—seemingly weak and powerless—climbed into these colossal machines, effortlessly shattering mountains and even venturing into space.

Then, there were the massive starships, traveling between celestial bodies, consuming entire planets and refining them into pure mineral resources.

Though these glimpses were brief,

The implications behind them were unfathomable.

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Diris remained in a daze for a long time.

Eventually, her heart-shaped succubus tail twitched slightly.

She was the creator of this dream world—in theory, she should have been all-powerful, an omnipotent god within this realm.

And yet—

She was afraid.

Afraid that if she kept watching, Xia Ya would conjure up something even more mind-shattering.

Surely, Her Highness would be satisfied with this dreamscape by now, right?

With this thought, Diris lightly flapped her black wings, preparing to end the dream.

But just then—

The ever-shifting dream suddenly paused.

And then—

A streak of pink light flashed by.

“…What’s this?”

Diris instinctively focused her thoughts, and the prismatic dreamscape froze in place.

The pink light expanded, filling in with details, gradually becoming clearer.

“Actually,” Xia Ya suddenly spoke up, “I think my one-day dream tour has gone on long enough.”

“If I don’t wake up soon, Little Ai is probably going to come knocking.”

“As nice as daydreaming is, at the end of the day, we still need to keep our feet on the ground.”

Xia Ya calmly shut the door to the room—

And the vast, breathtaking sea of stars vanished behind it.

“You have to take things one step at a time—”

“And you have to eat one bite at a time.”

“Rushing things won’t get you anywhere.”

Diris blinked, momentarily stunned, about to nod and agree with Xia Ya’s wisdom.

But at that moment—

A cold, regal voice came through the Starrealm communication channel.

“Continue weaving the dream, following the inspiration and clues from before.”

“…By your command, Your Highness.”

Diris’ expression turned serious once more.

As a royal succubus, she unleashed her full power—

Drawing upon the spiritual energy granted by the Dream Dragon, capturing the fragments of dreamscapes and solidifying them into reality.

Then—

The modest layout of Xia Ya’s room began to dissolve.

In its place—

A pink palace materialized.

At the center of the palace lay a massive, heart-shaped red bed.

Rose petals drifted through the air, filling the room with an exquisite pink aura.

A golden-haired girl, dressed in a pristine white maid uniform, knelt on the vibrant-colored bed.

In her arms, she held a silver-white knight’s lance, and her long, pale-gold hair cascaded over the sheets.

Atop her head sat cat ears, twitching slightly.

Her delicate, flawless features, combined with her beautiful sky-blue eyes, gave her an almost ethereal charm.

She gazed up at Xia Ya, her black cat ears shifting subtly.

“Welcome home, Master Xia Ya.”

A cool, elegant voice rang out.

“You must be tired from being away…”

“Would you like to eat first? Or take a bath first?”

“Or perhaps…”

“Would you like to…”

“Eat me first?”