The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Even Moran, the "foodie witch" who only stayed on Delicious Island for a month, was contacted by the dragon in her friends list, not to mention other witches who knew the dragon.

Vasida's {communication card} kept sending new messages.

Moran looked on with relief: "Luckily, I concealed my identity while out in the outside world, and the {communication cards} I used for the alien race were all secondary accounts!"

She had long since tossed aside the communication card she used on Delicious Island to block new message notifications.

“Moran, Knottak asked me if the ‘Moran’ in ‘Moran’s Dragon Recipe’ is the same ‘Moran’ as in ‘Card Witch Moran’,” Vasita suddenly said.

“Tell him the truth!” Moran said. “Anyway, I can practically walk all over Valencia now.”

Vasita nodded and replied to the message.

"Moran asked if the Witch Edition special edition card shop had more {Food Cards} that weren't available in the Dawn Society card shop."

"Uh..." Of course not.

Even magical delicacies don't have any real strategic significance, so the food cards are synchronized on both sides.

However, after thinking for a moment, Moran still said, "Just tell him he does!"

At worst, she can research some more unique delicacies and only put them on the witch's version of the card shop.

“He said he was willing to lower his rank to the same level as us and then challenge us!” Vasita said in surprise.

"I don't have that plan for the time being." Moran refused without hesitation. She was quite confident in her combat skills, after all, she had memories of Earth! She had no intention of actually practicing combat for the time being.

“I’ll accept! I want to give it a try!” Vasita said. “I’ll go after Lady Carmela and the others return!”

“I’ve also had some elf friends contact me, but they don’t like fighting and killing. They want to compete with me in music and plant cultivation.” Sylph found it very novel.

Even these three witches, who don't have many friends, have been challenged to a duel from afar, let alone the other witches.

The witches of the Ironstone Ranch in the Dwarf Kingdom were approached by their own clients, not to order magical metal materials from the Ironstone monsters, but to challenge them.

Outside the witches' quarters in the Chaotic Realm, the line of adventurers eager to challenge them to a duel was longer than the entrances to taverns and clinics.

In the homes of the witches who served as godmothers in the Duchy of Lance, challenge invitations flew like snowflakes.

Even the witches of the deep sea were approached by mermaids and krakens.

The Orcish royal court secretly executed the old prophet's apprentice, and various tribes solemnly invited nearby witches to participate in a warrior tournament, promising that the winning witch could choose one of the tribe's little orcs to be her magical pet.

The Orcish Royal Court has the most Summoning Witches; no Summoning Witch can resist the temptation of a new summoned creature.

Throughout Valen, whether on the surface or underground, in any market where goblins and witches are present, the goblins relentlessly try to deceive the witches, then reveal what they've tricked her about, before issuing a challenge to the enraged witch.

The witches, who were spontaneously patrolling the borderlands, also encountered a foreign tribe that was shouting from not far from the border, demanding a fair fight.

Even Amisha, who was near the barrier of the Ironthorn Tree Wall, received an invitation from an old alchemist.

Bradley: What rank are you? Come out and fight!

[Amisha: Thanks for the invitation, but I'm busy!]

[Bradley: I heard the Witch's Special Edition card shop even has Star Essence and Holy Silver. Can you buy me a few cards?]

[Amisha: I can't do any of this for resellers!]

Bradley: If that's the case, then what about the witches in our Alchemy Department...?

[Amisha: Whatever, but be careful your friendship level doesn't drop to negative numbers.]

Bradley: ...

Amisha blocked his message without hesitation, then burst into laughter: "Old man! You've finally met your match! Humph!" Although the witches were somewhat surprised by how things had turned out, they seized the opportunity to fight against an alien opponent of equal magical rank.

Witches who spend their lives pursuing independence and freedom are always on the path of self-strengthening. Even with the protection of other witches, they never slacken in improving themselves.

They were not afraid of such a battle opportunity, even if it was a life-or-death struggle, let alone risking their lives.

In the group chat belonging to all witches, the witches popped up one after another.

[Amelia: Win.]

Grace: Winner

[Gulila: Win]

Shana: Winner

Alba: Win

Cheryl: Win

……

The alien races who challenged the witch suddenly discovered that the witch they feared, who they thought was protected by the powerful magic of the Fireworks Witch, was not the weakling they had imagined.

Each witch's magical prowess and survival skills left them in awe.

In a fair fight between people of the same rank, without resorting to trickery, few can defeat a witch.

Many people are re-examining the witch community.

Their potential may not be as great as that of super-powerful races like angels, demons, and dragons, but it is definitely no less than that of naturally spellcasting races like elves.

Their spirits, however, are stronger than any of the Valen races, and only witches, who are also born from witches, can compare.

"Perhaps the appearance of witches has only accelerated the rise of the witch clan." This statement quickly spread throughout Valen.

Moran, who had been monitoring the public opinion of the Valen spellcaster group through the chat logs of the members, secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

"If things continue like this, even if the witches are all gone one day, no alien races will come to invade the wilderness all at once!"

The witch herself is not weak either.

In the past, they were attacked by the churches of angels and demons, and captured by sorcerers to be experimented on. The witches were just exploring the magical abilities of their bloodline.

The witches' magical system is now quite sophisticated.

Even without witches, the number of top-tier witches is no less than that of other races in Valen.

The crisis in the Witch Wilderness has finally been resolved.

Of all the Valen, the only ones Moran can't quite trust are the demons.

After the friendship system was launched, when assessing friendship, no other race, whether individual or group, started with a friendship level of -100.

However, the demon race consistently ranks at the bottom of the racial friendliness rankings, with a racial friendliness score of "-100".

Getting a racial friendliness rating of -100 is much harder than getting a personal friendliness rating of -100.

This means that over 90% of the members of the entire Demon Clan's academy have a personal friendliness rating of -100, and the remaining members also have a negative personal friendliness rating, without exception.

Even a group of villains couldn't be worse than this.

The result of a racial affinity of -100 is that all demon members are stripped of their Dawn Society membership and are even disqualified from using cards. (End of Chapter)