She is not an investigator.

"I thought it was something special, Red Duchess. You've already taken care of your only companion. You have no chance of winning this match!"

The administrator quietly approached Igris, who chuckled nonchalantly.

Is that really the case?

Amidst the raging flames, Igris, who should have had her health reduced, was immune to the 29 points of damage that should have been inflicted on her due to the Joker's skill.

Although the rabbit's health was reduced by 29 points, it still had 113 health points, making it extremely difficult to win the battle.

嗏

"How is that possible!"

Indeed, what slowly emerged from the flames was not the remaining blood of a flickering candle in the wind.

"Because of my special ability, when I take damage from fire, I recover the corresponding amount of health. Although once my health reaches zero, the recovery will be meaningless, the clown's effect means that I not only don't lose health, but the fire damage that should have been dealt to me is also converted into recovery. So now, it's your turn!"

Round over!

Seeing that Igris had reached full health, the rabbit's face turned extremely ugly. At the start of its turn, it also lost ten health points, leaving it with one hundred and three.

"Don't underestimate me! Claw Strike! Consumes a little bit of mana, deals eight points of damage!"

Due to the Joker's skill effect, this attack was negated.

"Not over yet! Consecutive Slashes! Consumes two points, dealing eight points of damage twice!"

With the arrival of the two attacks, Igris, who had just had thirty health points, now had fourteen.

But the rabbit's turn is over, now it's Igris's turn!

"Because of the Joker's II effect, which grants immunity to the ten points of damage I inflict on myself, and due to my own characteristics, I instead recover ten points of health, the Joker's effect disappears."

At this moment, Igris's health points have returned to 24.

However, it was still quite difficult for her to face the rabbit, which still had over 100 health points, all by herself.

"I use Blood Addiction, which consumes a small amount of points to gain an effect: each time I deal damage, I recover one point of health."

A card slowly disappeared, and Igris took a deep breath and drew her pistol again.

"I use Slow Shot, which consumes one point and deals five points of damage. The opponent's points consumed in the next turn are increased by one. Due to the Blood Addiction effect, I recover one point of health."

Twenty-five points of health, and ninety-eight points of health.

"I use Thrust, which consumes a little bit of health and deals seven points of damage. Due to the Blood Addiction effect, I recover one point of health."

Twenty-six blood, and ninety-one blood.

With zero points consumed, Igris was forced to end her turn.

"My turn! Finally, Red Duchess, you can't defeat me! The princess will never be taken away by you!"

The rabbit's health dropped by ten points again, but it didn't care at all, because it had already seen Igris's future failure.

"I'm using Consecutive Slash! It costs three points and deals eight damage twice! You're doomed! At the start of next round, your ten damage will reduce your health to zero!"

But when the rabbit looked over, it discovered that the number above Igris's head had somehow changed to twenty-seven.

I forgot to tell you…

Igris snapped her fingers and chuckled as she spoke.

"Because of the effects of blood addiction, the ten points of damage you take will restore one point of my health."

Twenty-seven points will not be completely deducted.

"Damn it! Round over!"

"On my turn, I take ten damage and recover ten damage."

Eleven health points versus eighty-one health points.

"It's no use! Even if you survive this round, you won't have a chance to win next round!"

In response to the rabbit's cries, Igris simply raised the gun in her hand silently.

"Ambush from the shadows, costs zero points, and deals three damage. If it is the first card played each turn, it will deal double damage."

Gunshots rang out, and the rabbit's health points successfully reached seventy-five.

Then, Igris slowly placed her hand on one of the cards in the center in front of her.

"In the name of the knight."

“Evil, that is, beheading.”

The clear neighing of warhorses echoed through the fiery duel, accompanied by a wisp of deep blue flame rising. The warhorse and the knight stood together beside Igris.

"I use, The Last Knight, consuming three points, to gain the effect—"

Igris suddenly pointed at the rabbit in front of her, and grinned arrogantly.

"Eliminate any character whose health is below 25%".

"what!"

The rabbit's astonishment was instantly drowned out by the neighing of the warhorse. The knight swung his sword down fiercely, and the surrounding dueling environment instantly shattered into fragments and vanished completely.

"I actually lost."

The giant rabbit lay on the ground, looking up at the ceiling with lingering fear, unable to calm itself for a long time.

After a long while, it finally looked at Igris and sighed deeply.

"You've won, Red Duchess. I admit you're strong. Embrace your victory. I won't stop you anymore."

The giant rabbit made way, and the red carpet leading to the crystal coffin became unobstructed.

Igris glanced at the female administrator beside her, and after the administrator nodded in confirmation, she slowly walked towards the crystal coffin.

At this moment, the coffin no longer resembled a coffin; rather, it was more like a reward, a prize, a glory of victory.

At that moment, Igris stood beside the crystal coffin, gently looking at the sleeping girl inside, and pushed open the coffin lid.

She is the victor, the champion of this castle, this incredible world.

"Now, you may take the princess away."

The rabbit squatted down beside it, watching Igris lie by the coffin, gazing at the sleeping princess inside.

Igris didn't know her, nor did she know who she was or whether she was a princess living in a dream.

Perhaps waking her up is not a good idea, but she went through so much trouble just for this moment, didn't she?

"Lady Spade, do you know how I can wake her up according to the way things go in fairy tales?"

The caretaker glanced at Igris silently, offering no reply, but instead placed her hand on the lid of the crystal coffin.

"Yes, the sleeping princess needs a kiss of true love to awaken her."

"..."

Igris was completely oblivious to the manager's gaze as she continued talking and bent down on her own.

"so…"

"..."

"So we need to find her true love."

The caretaker paused, her hand, which had been about to put the lid back on, slowly released it.

"You're right, we need to find her true love."

Just as the two were about to turn and leave, the girl in the crystal coffin grabbed Igris's arm, pulled her to the front of the coffin, and kissed her on the lips.

Completely unprepared for what had happened, Igris hadn't even had time to react before the beautiful crystal coffin was kicked over by the quick-thinking caretaker.

The princess inside fell miserably to the ground, even rolling twice, but she still managed to crawl out with feigned elegance, smiling as she looked at Igris.

"Did you awaken me, my true love?"

A bizarre stage play – The Arrogant Witch and the Wonderland: Chapter Sixteen, I Don't Want to Get Up…

"..."

Igris slowly opened her eyes, and could hear the occasional sound of breathing in her ears.

She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, until the manager in her mind called her, and she finally understood what was happening, and slowly sat up straight.

She awoke from her dream, from that legendary, incredible kingdom, and successfully awakened the princess who was sleeping in the crystal coffin.

Or rather... did they defeat those rabbit guards?

After all, that guy wasn't asleep at all, was he? How could a sleeping person actively try to wake themselves up, let alone by forcibly kissing them?

Doesn't that seem really wrong?

But it was just a dream after all, so it didn't really matter. At least she had a lot of fun in the dream.

The final battle was also very close; we almost lost by a hair's breadth.

Fortunately, Igris was lucky.

But then again, shouldn't we get up now?

Igris looked around and found that the sky outside the window was still dimly lit.

Based on her experience yesterday, it should still be quite early, probably around six or seven o'clock.

Beside her, Krentia, the witch, was still fast asleep.

She lay on her side, her hat, which she rarely took off, on the table beside the bed. Her eyes were closed, but a mischievous strand of hair fell down her cheek and was held in her slightly open mouth.

Her eyelashes were long, her breathing was steady, and she looked like she was sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up.

Compared to her usual appearance, she does look cuter and more youthful at this moment.

In any case, she didn't look like a very mature person, even though she had lived for many, many years, she still looked youthful.

Although she does consciously try to appear more mature, including in her manner of speaking and posture, she exudes a dignified and composed air.

…In short, Igris had no intention of disturbing her sleep, nor did she intend to stare at her sleeping face, even though her sleeping face was indeed quite a sight to behold.

Now Igris wants to get up, but that's where the problem lies.

Her body inexplicably felt much heavier than usual.