Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Imagine it.

Through her plan, she completely escaped the sight and hearing of Emma, ​​Hiro, and other magical girls who were pursuing her, and successfully triggered the Eclipse in the future.

And then, the expressionless magical girl Emma will question her with utter shock:

[You...weren't you already dead? Why...can you still trigger the eclipse?!]

That desperate expression, that feeling of utter despair...

Plus, it can break down even a genius among magical girls—

Hehe~

Marg felt incredibly happy.

Now, let's endure the hardship first, and enjoy the rewards later.

Let them enjoy the joy of "slaying the Phantom Witch" for a while.

In any case, in the not-too-distant future, the happiest person will be her, Marge.

With that in mind, Magben decided to leave immediately and consider the further implementation of the plan.

"No, it's not over yet."

But at that moment, Emma Sakura's words abruptly stopped Marg in his tracks.

Marg suddenly turned around and looked.

Emma Sakura was pointing at her dying clone and saying,

"Low health, not dead yet."

"call……"

Marg patted his chest.

You scared me!

She thought Emma Sakura had discovered that it was a clone.

really……

I'm just being too sensitive.

Hannah: "Low health? That means you're not dead yet?! Then, hurry up and finish her off!"

Marge smiled slightly.

Kill them, kill them.

Only after I kill him can I escape.

Emma:

"I'm wondering if this [Witch Avatar] is still of any use. It feels a bit of a waste to just kill it like this."

Marg's lips curled up even more.

What a terrible child.

Even when the eldest sister was on the verge of death, she still...

Still...

want to……

Humiliate someone?

Ok?

and many more.

Marg's smile vanished.

She gazed at the night sky and blinked.

The night wind on the roof suddenly became incredibly noisy.

Marge's footsteps, which had just floated away, froze in mid-air.

She whirled around, staring intently at the pink figure below, her pupils dilating in shock:

What did Emma Sakura just say?

I said "clone," right?!

Marg focused all her attention on the voice of Emma Sakura in the distance.

Book 1: Chapter 65 Margot - My Dear Pink Cow

In the quiet streets of the residential area, Yang Wen was looking at the status bar that appeared on Marge's profile.

【Phantom Witch Lv31】

However, if you click "Expand" on the panel, you'll find a peculiar buff in the BOSS's status bar:

[Clone].

This is something Yang Wen just discovered.

Hannah's eyes widened slightly upon hearing Emma's words:

"So, the witch isn't dead?!"

Emma was also terrified.

'Could it be... that we just did something useless?'

Despite defeating an enemy comparable to a witch, it was all in vain...

A profound sense of powerlessness filled Emma's heart.

But the deity, who was controlling him, said rather strangely:

Why are you so sad? Isn't this a good thing?

Hannah & Emma: "Huh?"

Even Marge, who was eavesdropping, was stunned.

Defeating the clone...is that a good thing?

What's the logic behind this?

Emma chuckled softly in the presence of the three girls.

"Doesn't that mean I can kill the witch twice?"

Yang Wen never expected that such a good thing would happen!

You should know that the monsters in this game are very hard to find, and once you kill one, it's gone forever; they don't respawn.

And Marg—she gave him a huge surprise!

They created a prerequisite boss for him—a level 30+ witch clone.

Moreover, this witch's clone is incredibly easy to defeat—it's practically an experience booster! It's like giving him a free blue-level wreck!

And waiting for him ahead is an experience-packing witch!

"……what?"

At this moment, Hannah's gaze towards Emma was strange.

That smile... made her feel increasingly uneasy.

Emma herself sighed inwardly:

'The gods really hate witches...'

Like a witch-killing machine...

However, Emma was quite happy that He was not saddened by killing the clone.

As for Marg, he couldn't connect her to Emma's thought process at all.

How did this guy come to this conclusion?!

Aren't you wasting your time? Since you've realized it's futile, why not act a little more regretful? A little more desperate?!

Why do you look so happy?!

Then, in Marg's shock, Emma slowly turned her head and looked at the vast residential area.

Her face, flushed slightly and adorned with a faint smile, seemed to be talking to herself, to the night sky, and... perhaps to the lurking Mag:

"You, my dear, you truly delight me!!!"

Marg: "..."

At this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

Marg hung her head, clenching her teeth as if she wanted to crush them.

She clenched her fists tightly, and veins bulged on the back of her fair hands.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her legs felt weak, so she simply squatted down.

Then, Marg hugged her knees, and all her unspoken words condensed into a single sound—

"Ugh……"

Failed.

It also cost the life of a newly acquired blue-level wreckage.

And she received an extremely disgusting thank you and smile from Sakura Emma.

Marge felt a lump in her throat. All her energy seemed to be leaking out.

"So, now it's time for the post-war rewards," Emma said.

Hannah: "Post-war rewards?"

Emma: "Yes. The clones aren't all dead yet, and I still have a battle to fight. You'd better find a place to hide this time."

Hannah: "Can't I just look at it like before?"

Emma: "That works too. You can safely watch from inside Bebe's stomach. Bebe—"

Beibei: "Awoo!"

Hannah: "Never mind... I'll just walk away. Remember, you promised to come to my house after this is all over!"

After the footsteps faded, Tono Hannah left temporarily.

Marg didn't intend to give chase, after all, Hannah was protected by a wrecked creature.

She stared blankly at Emma Sakura, wondering how she would react to her clone.

The next second, Marg realized that she had lost control of her clone.

"Ok?"

She glanced at her hands and found her reaction to be surprisingly indifferent.

Marg felt that after the failure of this plan, nothing could elicit an emotional response from her anymore.

Do whatever you want...

Just as Marg was preparing to stand by and watch Emma regret her "killing the wrong person,"

Emma's emotionless whisper came from below:

"In short, let's start with a dogeza (a deep bow).

Marg: "?"

What else does that guy want to do?

Her eyes widened as she stared at her clone, who, at Emma's command, actually bent over and pressed that identical face against the dirty asphalt.

Emma looked down at Mag, who was kneeling on the ground before her.

"...What exactly are you planning to do? Now that you've discovered I'm an avatar, why don't you just kill me already?!"

The clone gritted its teeth.