Otaku Witch-Chapter 343 309. Uncontrollable Delusions

"Wow, can it really be played like this?"

The Succubus Girl, having witnessed the entire quadruple kill process, marveled in her heart. She had never imagined someone would use the Clown Illusion as a Summoned Beast.

What a genius idea.

"But is this the dominance of a lady who isn't lacking in Magic Power?"

Even though she had just dueled with the lady last night, Madeline still found the Clown Illusion somewhat unbelievable.

The proficiency level of all the magic spells or Martial Arts executed by this phantom just now clearly exceeded the limits of what the Spell Slots would normally allow; they were definitely at the level of a Saint, or even beyond.

This was truly bizarre; she was only 16 years old, wasn't she? Even if she had practiced magic since the womb, it was impossible to master so many Saint-level spells in just sixteen short years.

As far as Madeline could recall, the lady was the second person she knew who was so ridiculously talented.

And the first, naturally, was the king from the Demon Realm, now the ruler of the Witch World, the great Lord Demon King.

It was said that Lord Demon King was the type who would master any magic spell instantly, achieving Saint level as soon as he learned it, then promptly innovating further. Of course, Madeline didn't know how much of those stories were true, as she had never had the privilege to meet the Lord Demon King, but in her opinion, if the tales were true, then Lord Demon King in his time must have been much like the lady is now.

Yes, the lady was simply like a young Lord Demon King.

Wait, not just Lord Demon King, but also Dragon King.

Thinking of how the lady not only possessed terrifying magical knowledge but also had that exaggerated Talent for Battle Method and Martial Arts, Madeline clucked her tongue in awe.

A combination of a young Demon King and Dragon King, a true epitome of excellence in both literature and war. There really was such a perfect person in the world, truly amazing...

Gazing at the distant Clown Illusion, the Succubus Witch's breathing became rapid, her purple eyes nearly turning into heart shapes.

Succubi, being such demons, naturally possessed a strong admiration for strength and had a habit of devoting themselves to the powerful; many lords of the Abyssal Hell had Succubus concubines.

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Being a Succubus Witch, Madeline inevitably had such tendencies, and even her passionate pursuit of the Combat Magic System might originate from her admiration and longing for the formidable and indomitable Dragon King portrayed in an opera performance.

Unfortunately, such a young Succubus as herself hadn't even seen Dragon King's face, let alone become his concubine, so this unrequited admiration transformed into her current persistence in the Combat Magic System and Martial Arts.

Well, if she couldn't be with Dragon King, she at least wanted to follow in his footsteps.

That was more or less the feeling.

Of course, this instinctual drive, in strict terms, couldn't really be considered an emotion but rather a fantasy. Left unattended, and once Madeline became a Great Witch capable of disregarding this Succubus instinct, it would naturally dissolve.

But at this critical juncture, Dorothy appeared—an enchanting witch with the same Indomitable Warrior Soul as the Succubus Witch's idol, Dragon King. She instantly caught Madeline's attention and soon, with a terrifying rate of progress, surpassed and overwhelmed her.

All of this stimulated the Succubus Witch's admiration for strength, even merging the illusions that had been hidden for years, which initially seemed unattainable and had to be reserved for pursuit in Martial Arts, with reality, ultimately forming an array of complex emotions that even Madeline herself couldn't clearly categorize.

Love? That might be stretching it, though she indeed liked the lady, but this emotion didn't seem as sweet and pure as love. Read latest stories on novelbuddy

Desire? Perhaps this was somewhat relevant, especially since she involuntarily experienced physical reactions whenever she saw the lady demonstrate her great powers.

Admiration? There was certainly a bit of that, as she genuinely respected the lady who could defeat her.

Belief? This too seemed somewhat applicable...

...

Well, let's set aside for now exactly what this feeling was, Madeline herself couldn't figure it out, but there was one thing the Succubus Witch knew very clearly—she wanted the young lady, especially in her Fairy King form.

She really, really, really wanted to make the other her own, or if that was not possible, then letting herself become the young lady's possession wasn't out of the question either.

Of course, such twisted thoughts had always been forcibly suppressed by Madeline's reason, as she herself felt that she was perhaps a bit too perverted.

But now, when she truly witnessed someone controlling the illusion of the young lady, her long-suppressed desire began to stir.

Take it, take this young lady's illusion from that person with the jade-like complexion, it was something only she was worthy of owning.

Yes, just like that, even if she couldn't have the young lady's actual body, temporally possessing her illusion was also fine.

Make your move, Madeline, what others can do, why can't you?

.....

Such thoughts continuously assaulted the Succubus Witch's rationale, making her breathing heavy, her body contorted, her desire heightened and her fighting spirit soar even higher.

In days past, even her Martial Saint will could suppress her desires, but now she found it increasingly difficult to maintain.

"No, I must leave, if this continues, I'll truly break,"

As the Chairwoman of the Witch Academy's Disciplinary Committee, Madeline's self-discipline urged her to leave. She knew well, the best way to maintain self-discipline was never to break it, for once it's broken, it would be very difficult to return to her former state.

Although she currently only wanted to temporally possess the young lady's illusion in the game and be satisfied, she knew herself well; once she took action this time, it would probably lead to her getting physically close to the young lady's actual body next time, and then she might even want the young lady to carry her scent...

What would happen last, even Madeline herself dared not think.

After all, the abyss of desire is bottomless and insatiable, so she absolutely must not break her discipline; otherwise, she'd truly struggle to control herself in the future.

Pupils, now more visibly filled with hearts, and her body turned red-hot and dripped with sweat, becoming tender as if she was a flower ready for pollination, the Succubus Witch struggled to leave.

However, in her current state, it was obviously very difficult to conceal her presence.

When that Elf Witch wearing an oak mask looked her way, Madeline's remaining reason screamed, knowing trouble was brewing.

As expected...

"Oh, invincible Lord Clown, please reveal your true power before your humble follower,"

Upon hearing this chant, the Succubus Witch closed her eyes, and her rationale gave up resisting.

Well, this time it really isn't my fault, I'm also helpless, please forgive my upcoming possibly offensive actions, young lady.

Madeline thought to herself as she surrendered her body to the restless instincts.

Thus, the next moment, when the Clown's illusion suddenly appeared beside the out-of-control Succubus Witch accompanied by thunder, Madeline reopened her eyes.

They were a pair of charming purple pupils with continuously fluttering hearts.

...The Succubus is rampaging...