Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

In the giant tree mansion, Inor rested her chin on her hand, watching various posts on the projection screen, while the young man standing beside her thoughtfully prepared peeled fruit for her.

"Phyllis, I regret it." She pouted as she spoke.

"What do you regret, Inor?" The young man beside her raised his head and looked at the texts and pictures on the screen, all discussing Angelica.

"I shouldn't have let her participate in the competition." She turned around, looking at her companion beside her.

"Now her fame in the Moonthorn Star Domain is almost surpassing mine."

"If at the end of the competition, she reveals her true identity, it will cause a huge wave of information to spread across the internet. Then this test of mine will end up being like lifting a rock only to drop it on my own foot."

"Indeed, Inor." Today, Phyllis was remarkably composed, without any unnecessary actions.

"Can't you go up there and defeat her, Phyllis?" Inor complained.

"Sorry, can't do it." Phyllis straightforwardly replied.

"The third round involves Star Magic, which I'm not good at at all. As for the fourth round, the lake duel, although my skills are decent, I can't guarantee a win."

"Furthermore, if my identity is exposed, everyone will quickly guess it was your idea, which would be even more embarrassing, Inor."

"Ah, it's really frustrating. I originally thought that in the first two events, she wouldn't even come close to the top spots. Thus, even if she won later, she'd still lose momentum, making it easier for me to negotiate." Inor felt a bit of regret.

"However, that Miss Angelica completely exceeded your expectations."

"Is there any way to salvage the situation?" Inor finally remembered to ask her cousin.

"I have a solution. You could go find her tonight and then tell her the specific details and skills for tomorrow's competition to help her win."

"What?" Inor was full of confusion.

"This way, it appears as if you are playing a long game, with the entire process being about helping her gain fame and influence in the star domain, aiding her ascent."

"After it's over, you could generously say that you wanted to agree to help from the beginning, but considering that merely agreeing verbally wouldn't be very effective, you decided to use this celebration to help her gain prestige and influence around the Moonthorn Star Domain comprehensively."

"This way, not only would she be indebted to you, but it also makes the entire process seem to be within your plan, mysterious and wise, earning admiration."

"What if she asks about why I didn't help in the first two competitions?" Although Inor thought Phyllis might be messing with her, she still brought up this concern.

"You could say that you had been secretly watching the first two competitions, and you greatly admired and trusted Miss Angelica's abilities, believing she could win without much interference. Also, even if she hadn't won, you had backup plans prepared to ensure she gained honorary triumphs, etc."

"If you still find this explanation awkward, you can always adopt a proud, self-satisfied, and playful demeanor, using your immature and willful image to gain acceptance."

"Acceptance of what?" Inor almost couldn't stay seated.

"Acceptance that you are still just a child, and adults won't hold such matters against a child; they might even find it cute and amusing."

"Phyllis!" Inor was about to slap over, but unfortunately, this elf youth was prepared, avoiding the reach of her short arm.

"Please trust me, Lady Inor, for I am your blood relative and earliest, most loyal follower." He didn't forget to explain while dodging, making Inor even more embarrassed and angry.

The two of them chased and played in the room. Although Inor, as a songstress, had decent skills, she was in no way a match for the older Phyllis in the practice and agility of the Transcendent Sequence. Eventually, tired from chasing, she could only stop and rest by the table.

"Do I really have to go to her tonight and leak information?" Now she couldn't think of any better ideas.

"Yes, you ought to set off early. If you go too late and she's asleep, it would be quite awkward." Phyllis reminded again.

"Ugh, it feels so embarrassing and shameful. Why do I have to do this? Can I not go?"

"Of course you don't have to go, but if she ends up winning, you'll have even less pride and dignity, having to agree and find it hard to hold your head up among other songstresses of your peer." Phyllis didn't forget to rub salt in the wound.

"Ugh ugh ugh, awu awu—" Inor shouted for a while, venting her inner displeasure, but finally held on, standing up.

"Let's go, we're going together, you gave the idea, don't think of running away tonight."

"It would be my honor, Lady Inor." He then walked over with a smile, ready to put a coat on Inor, but as soon as he got close, he got slapped by the songstress girl.

"Hehe, I did manage to hit you in the end."

Phyllis rubbed his cheek and shook his head helplessly, "Still a young girl who's yet to grow up indeed."

Afterward, the two tidied their hair and clothes a bit, visited Tilan's place, and communicated their intentions. For inquiries akin to cheating, Tilan felt somewhat at a loss, but fortunately, the two didn't stay long; they left soon after delivering the information they intended to reveal.

On the third day's competition, thanks to the intelligence in advance, coupled with the girl's own abilities, she narrowly defeated numerous geniuses and claimed the championship again.

"Overall, it was a matter of too little preparation time, or else the process wouldn't have been so thrilling." Tilan discussed with Deloris afterward.

"Next is the fourth event, which shouldn't be much of a problem." Though confident in her abilities, Tilan humbly refrained from bragging excessively.

On that day at the lake, the silver-haired girl stood poised on the water's surface, her feet lightly treading, ready to meet the competing contestants one by one.

Since she had won the first three events, by the time she appeared in the fourth event, she received the warmest cheers and attention. Consequently, instead of competing, the other contestants chose to besiege this silver-haired girl.

"Thunk—" A crisp clash sounded as two sword blades collided in the air, sparking tiny embers.

The two continued to cross, intense battle cries ceaselessly resounded. Though wielding wooden sword blades, they produced sounds as if clashing metal, with the sword edge waves skimming the lake, stirring fierce splashes.

After another clash, the two separated, hovering in midair. Tilan gripped the frost-like condensed wooden sword, wisps of silver strands slipping past her small nose, constantly swaying, occasionally brushing her pale lips.

Though the battle was fierce, she remained dry, with no trace of water on her. Beneath her pale short skirt, a gray tight-fitting suit enveloped her whole body, maximizing ease of movement and significantly reducing air resistance through its enchantment effect.

With her tiptoes pacing the water surface in three steps, Tilan advanced again, flipping and swinging the wooden sword in her hand. A crackling azure current emerged as she slashed, scurrying through the atmosphere and forming erratic trajectories.

"Azure Bird's Inheritance·Electric Snake Dance!"

Suddenly, a fiercely swift azure electric serpent surged from her sword stab, instantly traversing the lake's surface, lunging at the opponent who had no time to react. The opponent who had exchanged dozens of blows with the girl was pierced by the azure electric serpent, trembling uncontrollably, pale-faced, eventually slowly sinking into the lake.

"Miss Angelica wins!" As the last opponent fell, the crowd stood and cheered again, praising this genius girl.

"Truly a genius, a talent sent from heaven, and such a person had no prior fame?"

"She already secured four victories; even if she doesn't sing well and doesn't get first place in the last round, she's a miracle this year, if not in the past decade."

"Completely dominant, who would've thought her greatest strength was actual combat? I used to think she was a genius specialized in academics."

"The celebration is bound to make a celebrity out of her. It's a shame that only people from the Southern Star Region are paying attention now, while others focus on the conflict between the Central and Western Star Domains."

"Not paying attention is better, to avoid cluttering the mind."

"Next is the final competition, the roar of the Song of Shuo Guang, where it's said that the songstress Miss Inor will also appear."

"Looking forward to tomorrow's celebration~"