Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

Miya was squatting on a large rock at the edge of the dense forest, using her tentacles to tie up the seventh unlucky guy of the night into a dumpling.

It was a little witch with pigtails, shouting, "Do you know which agency I work for? How dare you touch me?"

As Miya listened, she evenly smeared the empty lice she had spat out onto the other person's body, tilting her head to watch the other person go from arrogance to trembling and then to begging for mercy.

The screen was flooded with comments, and the popularity rating soared to seventh place across the entire server.

To be honest, I also want to be tied up like this.

Let's talk about something people don't want to hear.

To witness such a duel between warriors, I think even dying for it would be worthwhile!

[Seriously, doesn't anyone think the mask-removal scene is a bit erotic?]

【Understand you, understand you】

Just as Miya was about to press her advantage, she heard the voice of Little Ghost in her friends list.

"Hua Bao, someone's chasing me! Can you come back and help me? I can't beat them qwq"

"Huh? Wait for me! I'm coming right away!"

After hearing the news, she quickly threw the twin-tailed little witch into the bamboo forest and ran towards the sound platform.

The trees rushed past on either side of her, and the dead branches on the ground made a series of rapid, crisp sounds as she stepped on them.

The agility boost from Berserk hadn't completely worn off yet, and every step she took was precise and ruthless, the hem of her pink ancient costume stretching out in a straight line behind her.

One thought after another exploded in my mind.

She should have expected someone to cause trouble for Little Ghost. After all, she had used her tentacles to bind half of the back mountain of Lantern Banyan Street tonight, and her previous ambush on Fran had caused quite a stir. All the players whose points she had stolen knew that she was from the Flower Ghost team.

The team's points are shared. If they can't beat the fox-faced witch, someone will naturally target the little ghost. Once the little ghost is defeated, most of the points that they worked hard to accumulate all night will be lost. After all, Mi Ye had kept some points aside besides using them to buy exposure.

Furthermore, although the pain level in this game is slightly lower than in reality, being hit by magic will still hurt.

Therefore, Miya absolutely will not allow anyone to bully the little ghost.

She shook her head, clearing away all those chaotic thoughts, and ran quickly, becoming a pink afterimage on the long, lantern-lit path along the river.

Behind the banyan tree at the post station, the little ghost curled up into a tiny ball, leaning against the tree, hugging his knees with both hands. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and he had no strength left.

She had just run two full laps around the banyan tree, from the message platform to the wooden bridge, and back again. The two shadows flying in the sky behind her followed her at a leisurely pace, like cats teasing their prey.

To be honest, she had never done such strenuous exercise in her life.

Furthermore, the game replicated her magic circuits, so she had no chance to fight back.

The two little witches who were chasing her had been flying in the sky since just now, appearing near and far between the fireworks explosions, and now they were right in front of her in the night sky.

The little ghost sat leaning against the roots of the banyan tree, its hands clasped behind its head and its eyes closed.

...Hua Bao is on her way back, she might arrive any second now.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from in front of her. The little ghost's eyelashes trembled. She no longer had the strength to dodge. She could only close her eyes, curl up into a ball, and pray that it wouldn't hurt too much.

The sound of metal clashing exploded in front of me.

The little ghost paused for a moment, then realized that it didn't feel any pain anywhere on its body.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Her pink dress fluttered in the night breeze, her belt embroidered with small flowers, and her short black hair had slightly curled ends.

A blood-red longsword was held in the fox-faced girl's hand, the blade held horizontally in front of her, having already blocked the incoming flying knife.

"Hua Bao?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm back."

Miya didn't turn around, and the cheerful tone in her voice was gone, unlike when she was playing around with other idols.

The little ghost swallowed back what she hadn't finished saying, bit her lip, and nodded.

Miya maintained her sword-wielding posture, raised her head, and looked past the blade of the blood sword towards the sky above the banyan tree.

In the night sky, two figures were slowly descending, flapping their wings.

One was Remy, with short white hair that swayed in the moonlight, and deep red eyes that reflected the light of thousands of lanterns on Dengrong Street.

The other was Izayoi, who was holding three throwing knives that she hadn't had time to throw yet, and was posing for a fight.

The two hovered three or four meters above the ground, neither continuing their attack nor showing any intention of leaving.

[Lightning-fast protection of his wife, I'm already shipping them, everyone!]

It's coming!

[This is my favorite boss battle segment, Kouya]

This is Miya's first time fighting two witches...

I want to see the defeat cutscene!

……

Remi hovered above the banyan tree, her wings fluttering slowly on her back, her arms crossed over her chest, and a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Actually, long before Flandre and Miya were fighting fiercely in the bamboo forest, Remy and Izayoi had already found the little ghost staying at the Message Platform.

When they arrived, the little ghost was sitting on a bench under the banyan tree, gazing at the lanterns on the river at the foot of the mountain, resting in a daze.

Remi didn't make a move. She pulled Izayoi to sit down on the stone steps at the back of the bench and waited quietly for the little ghost to finish singing after she returned to the stage.

That song was beautiful; the voice was as clear as a stream washed by moonlight.

As Izayoi listened, her eyes reddened a little. Remi nudged her with her elbow and whispered, "Be more professional," before quietly wiping her own eyes.

The song is over, it's time for the show to begin.

Remi alerted the little ghost to their presence and then began to chase them, maintaining a distance that was just enough for the ghost to escape, yet just enough for Remi to feel the strain of running.

Remi and Izayoi can both fly, so it wouldn't take them long to catch up with the sickly girl who gets out of breath after just a few steps of running.

But they deliberately didn't catch up, wanting to prolong the chase until Miya returned from the other side of the bamboo forest, until the onlookers around the Jiyintai gathered, and until someone started recording the screen.

And now!

Mi Ye stood under the banyan tree, the blood sword held horizontally in front of her, its tentacles fully extended. The face beneath the fox mask was extremely serious; she seemed genuinely angry.

The little ghost behind her huddled among the roots of the banyan tree, trembling all over.

Remi looked into Miya's eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

Great, that's the expression. A fiercer one would be even better; that's what the audience loves to see.

She opened the team panel and converted all her points into display credits.

Remi turned off the panel and gave Izayoi a look.

Izayoi nodded slightly, her long white hair fluttering in the night breeze, and the throwing knife between her fingers flashed in the lantern light.

Then, riding the night breeze, they leaped down.

The white-haired girl swooped down from the banyan tree with a quiet and fluid motion, like a petal blown away by the wind, but the three throwing knives between her fingers stabbed out without hesitation.

However, the purpose of this move was not really to harm Miya. Remi had instructed beforehand that the throwing knife should avoid vital points, the attack should be fast but the force should be controlled, and it should still appear as a fierce killing move to the audience.

And Miya's performance certainly did not disappoint her.

The instant Izayoi's throwing knife left her hand, Miya took a step forward, using the momentum to propel herself into the air, charging towards Izayoi as she swooped down.

She anticipated Izayoi's flight path and passed directly through the gap between the throwing knives, dragging the blood sword to her side. At the moment the two passed each other, she suddenly swung it horizontally.

The back of the sword struck Izayoi's side with a dull thud.

Izayoi groaned as the force of the blow sent him flying horizontally, tumbling several times in the air before crashing into the bronze railing at the edge of the communication platform, scattering his throwing knives across the ground.

The little witches who had gathered near the message platform immediately started to cheer. Some even called over vendors from down the mountain, bought skewers of candied hawthorn or steamed cakes, and squatted on the roots of the banyan tree to eat and watch.

After landing, Miya immediately turned around, switched the Blood Sword to her left hand, and spread her five fingers in her right hand towards Remi. A tentacle shot out from her sleeve and wrapped around the thick branch that grew horizontally at the top of the banyan tree.

She pulled sharply, her whole body drawing a pink arc in mid-air as she lunged straight towards Remy.

Remi was prepared; she flapped her wings and retreated a few meters, maintaining an ambiguous distance from Miya.

At the same time, Izayoi flipped herself up from the railing. Although she fell hard, she had used her magic to protect her waist beforehand, so she was not actually injured. When she got up, she also picked up the scattered throwing knives.

After the two met up, they exchanged a glance, then turned around at the same time and flew towards the dense forest on the back of the mountain.

Miya relentlessly pursued, her tentacles intertwining with the branches as she swung through the banyan forest, her short black hair flying wildly in the night wind.

"They're fighting! They're fighting!"

"Isn't that Captain Yuzuki?! And that guy who got sent flying by a single sword strike was Izayoi!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what's going on tonight? Fran was tied up and then Yuuki's whole team came?!"

"Quickly, hurry, follow them and see!"

The little witches who were watching the commotion under the banyan tree could no longer sit still; one by one, they lifted their skirts and ran up the mountain.

Some people were running while using the game's built-in screen recording function. The sound of their heels clattering on the cobblestones was deafening, occasionally punctuated by complaints like "Don't push me! What are you doing?" and "Who stepped on me?"

A large group of little witches dressed in strange costumes rushed to the mountainside like they were going to a fair, and the lantern light illuminated their excited faces in a variety of colors.

At the same time, a string of lanterns slowly rose from below the message platform.

Honey rode on her magic broom, the lantern hanging from the end of the broom leaving a long, orange-red trail of light as she flew, looking from a distance like a shooting star flying in reverse.

She held a broom handle in one hand and a selfie stick in the other, her phone screen displaying the live stream from the official Qianxing Qiyu channel.

"Dear viewers, this is the main live stream room for the first closed beta test of 'A Thousand Stars Adventure'! I'm your host, Honey!!"

"What we just broadcast live from the lake was the second half of the Lantern Banyan Song Festival. Wasn't it amazing!"

"But! But! Now the situation has changed!!"

The night breeze filled Honey's mouth, and she pushed the broom to its limit, the lantern's trail of light stretching into a straight golden line in the night sky.

"In short, it's that fox-faced little witch who ambushed Fran last night and then used her tentacles to bind half of the back mountain of Lantern Banyan Street tonight, who's currently taking on the entire Eternal Crimson Young Moon team one-on-one!!"

"I'm on my way to the scene, everyone please be patient!!"

[Go! Go! Go!]

【Yay! I want to see rivers of blood!】

[Those who said before that the Fox-Masked Witch couldn't beat Yuzuki in a head-on fight, hurry up and come see how she takes on two opponents at once!]

[The sneak attack caused chaos after just one attempt. All the young moon goddesses are B-rank witches; what are you going to do to fight them?]

[This place has the same feel to it as an idol's live stream!]

It's okay, I love watching cute little witches fight!

The broom of honey tore through the canopy waterfall of the banyan tree and rushed into the sky above the back mountainside.

The lantern's light illuminated the entire banyan grove, and also the three figures chasing each other at high speed among the branches.

Honey adjusted the angle of the selfie stick, framing the three of them steadily, took a deep breath, and shouted the loudest sentence of the night into the microphone with all her might.

"All eyes are on me, I have something to announce—"

"The strongest modern idol, the fox-masked little witch, versus the strongest idol in history, Yuzuki—a grand battle begins!"