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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 653

Chapter 654: Because She Must d*e!

Horasso Swamp.

Also known as the Horasso Swamp Scenic Area, it is one of the migratory stopovers for birds in the Main World.

It is located within the jurisdiction of the Wizard Academy.

The Witch Academy accidentally created a hole while repairing the Expanding Realm, and of course, the Wizard Academy has protested, but it was merely verbal.

Now, this hole has caught the attention of those players.

They sacrificed several players and seemed to have discovered that behind this crack lies a whole new world, which appears to be one they had visited before. However, regardless of the circumstances, these players are focused on getting through here.

At the time when many teaching assistants from the Expanding Realm were evacuating, these players had already openly displayed their intention to occupy this place.

And up to now, there have been several riots incited by the Invaders’ Cult in the Horasso region.

Their goal was to occupy this place, where there is a stable passage leading there.

However, these players were deceived by the academy students of the Wizard Academy, and the layer heads of the Wizard Academy, similar to the teaching assistants of the Witch Academy, used a false world space grand spell to trap those players.

This grand spell is the kind used during the exchange match at the Bobapop Islands, capturing the entire Invaders’ Cult. To distinguish between brainwashed cult members and players, they put in a lot of effort.

They obtained a lot of information from these players.

Of course, it was also rumored within the Wizard Academy that they had acquired tremendous intelligence.

The spread of this news signifies something that goes without saying.

Many came here just to hear what kind of intelligence could be called… a turning point.

This intelligence was jointly obtained by the layer heads of the Wizard Academy and the teaching assistants of the Witch Academy. Initially, the Wizard Academy did not want to involve the Witch Academy first, but they could not endure the other party’s tricks, and… the methods of the witches were indeed not inferior to those of the wizards, so they had to join forces.

However, this alliance directly opened up a brand new breakthrough.

After identifying the players among the Invaders’ Cult, they did undergo some period of torture, but after forcing a few players to d*ath, they could only pause.

No methods could pry open the mouths of those players; they were not only fearless of torture, but even able to control their own “d*ath”!

That kind of d*ath would occur seemingly without any signs, suddenly extinguishing their life force.

Even the Resurrection Spell… seemed useless.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t be resurrected, but the resurrected individuals had no memories or cognitive abilities, like a simpleton, and even the Mind Communication Magic couldn’t convey anything to them.

Moreover, this not only prevented any potential communication on a mental level but also caused various imbalances in the body, etc.

What difference is there from total d*ath?

Both the spirit and body are entirely tormented to d*ath, this is the state after the Resurrection Spell is used.

This is a classic case of d*ath that even the Resurrection Spell cannot revive.

It is also a way of dying that the students fear the most.

The related teaching assistant from the Witch Academy used the Great Knowledge Seed to obtain some information that they had not previously learned.

This was a kind of consciousness invasion technique of players, seemingly related to fortune; once becoming a player, their original body was utterly dead, and it provided the reason why the Resurrection Spell could not resurrect them: the absence of soul material.

Although this information still did not yield the most crucial details, the people from the Wizard Academy looked at the Great Knowledge Seed of the Witch Academy with envy.

However… they still could not stop acquiring intelligence from the players, but with no progress, they were at a loss.

Until… a player volunteered to cooperate.

He said he was willing to convey the will of those behind him to them and requested a fair exchange of information.

They agreed; there was no hesitation in this because… they had the Extraordinary Academy backing them.

Compared to the troubles they might encounter later… it was nothing compared to the information they wanted to acquire now.

At the very least, they felt this was a “game” of intelligence.

The teaching assistants and layer heads targeting the players were all related to families in the Main World.

So their first question was: Are players related to the instructors from the Extraordinary Academy?

Regarding this question, those players were also shocked because they knew that the waters of this world were very deep. Up until now, they had not figured out the specifics. However, upon learning that these guys were not the top combat powers and that formal instructors had not acted, they were indeed taken aback.

After a “friendly” communication, they began to continue the exchange of intelligence, but it was evident that these players suddenly showed an “interest” in the Witch Academy.

They deliberately asked about the level of that Catastrophe Witch girl.

After learning that she was on the same level as their teaching assistants, not a true instructor, this player visibly “panicked.”

And frantically asked the teaching assistants of the Witch Academy for information regarding “Extraordinary Witches” and “Witch Race.”

He repeatedly confirmed whether the “witches” taught by the Witch Academy were part of a professional attribute power system or a kind of racial assimilation…

Given that this player suddenly asked so many questions, they naturally wouldn’t foolishly answer them all, but the other party’s strong attitude made effective communication impossible for a long period afterward.

Therefore, this communication had to be temporarily suspended to give this player some time to calm down.

When communication could occur again, the player then asked a question like: why didn’t those Extraordinary Witches take action to expel them from this world?

For such a nonsensical question, even the teaching assistants of the Witch Academy were at a loss for how to respond, only able to give vague answers that the instructors had left the troubles of the outside society to the students to handle, and perhaps those Extraordinary Witches didn’t care at all.

After this answer was given, that player fell into complete silence; it wasn’t that he had so-called “logged off,” he was still alive.

In the following period in the Main World, the impact caused by the players continued to weaken, and even many high-ranking individuals from various families suddenly experienced cases of sudden d*ath, and this was not just one or two, but… on a large scale!

Almost every well-known family experienced such situations.

At first, they thought it was a show of force assassination by players against the families, but they quickly dismissed this guess.

Because those who had witnessed players being killed while offline recognized that this situation only represented one thing, which was… those who died were players!

Due to the horrifying scenes that emerged in various families, they began to pay serious attention to their previous conversation.

They had not anticipated how terrifying the players’ infiltration into this world was!

If it weren’t for that conversation, they wouldn’t have known which nerve of those players was triggered, and they wouldn’t have understood the severity of their circumstances… If those players really succeeded, the entire society would collapse entirely!

Initially, they thought this would be a protracted war of attrition, waiting for the trigger point that ignites an all-out player war that sweeps the world; they were still gathering strength for it.

No one expected that the invasion from beyond the world would take this form, and whatever power they had accumulated would potentially become the sharpest kn*fe for their families, causing them to collapse overnight…

One could say that without formally waging war, they were already lying on the guillotine, unaware.

But there are no ifs; the “collective” downtime of the players gave them a d*ath-near warning.

However, such developments seemed to be a good thing for the families. If the players actively retreated, then doesn’t that mean the world no longer needed to reshape order?

Then the methods prepared by the Witch Academy for social restructuring in the Expanding Realm seemed to be in vain.

But all of this was too magical, leading them to wonder why the players suddenly retreated?

They reviewed the contents of their earlier intelligence exchanges… the questions posed by those players were all continuously confirming one thing.

That is, they seemed to be confirming whether the “Extraordinary Witches” of the Witch Academy were the same as the Extraordinary Witches recognized by the players.

From this intelligence, two things could be inferred: first, players knew the concept of the Extraordinary Witches; secondly, they were very afraid of the existence of Extraordinary Witches.

This was the most puzzling aspect for them: why did players fear the Extraordinary Witches so much?

Didn’t they fear Extraordinary Wizards or Extraordinary Holy Angels?

So they needed an “explanation.”

And their only method was to interrogate those players captured by the Wizard Academy’s grand spell.

Interestingly, the players captured did not choose to log off; they remained alive.

As long as they were alive, it proved that the players had not completely distanced themselves from their Main World. Despite being so afraid, they had wasted so many hidden chess pieces for nothing; the captured individuals did not choose to escape, indicating there must be a reason.

So they took the opportunity to gather together.

“You’re late, you guys from the Witch Academy. It’s quite strange; shouldn’t you be the most proactive in such matters?”

“Hmph~ You think we’re idle? We’re just as busy in the Expanding Realm now.”

“Now is a critical moment for the survival of family influences. Do you from the Witch Academy really think those players are afraid of the rumors about Extraordinary Witches! Those Extraordinary Witches won’t care about your survival.”

“I heard those witches are already testing the skills of quickly rebuilding society. If a major cleanup happens, you won’t have it easy either.”

“Enough! Stop the noise!”

At this moment, a layer head from the Wizard Academy spoke up. For some reason, today’s people from the Wizard Academy were exceptionally calm, perhaps because this gathering was initiated by them.

Or maybe they had learned more information from players beforehand.

All the families gathered here, represented by their students, discussed critical matters, which was completely normal.

“This time we gathered so many people here to solve problems, not to argue. Since everyone is here, let’s skip the lengthy process. Next, we will take you to a large conference room, where my upcoming interactions and further inquiries with the players will be broadcast live…”

“Why are we watching a broadcast? Can’t we go to the scene?” At this moment, someone from the Witch Academy expressed dissent.

“If something unexpected happens while contacting those players, are you responsible? The Wizard Academy is also taking a huge risk. I understand what you want to do; your needs can be directly conveyed, after all, you are also participants. Isn’t that enough?”

“Fine.”

With the unwilling agreement of this Witch Academy student, the matter was settled. After all, the bigger the event, the more efficient it must be; everyone understood that it was unnecessary to waste time.

So they quickly arrived at the place, where a huge light screen displayed a currently sealed space, which was entirely confined by various magical means.

This was a secret underground space in the Horasso region, a space temporarily opened by the Wizard Academy within the false world space grand spell for holding players. At this moment, everyone had arrived here, and no one could spy on information from the outside.

“Before we proceed, I represent the side of the Wizard Academy to state one thing: I have already communicated with this player prior to this…”

“What do you mean? You’ve already communicated? Why didn’t you inform us?”

“We’ve always been communicating with the players; you know this. How are we to know when they decide to be honest with us? They aren’t actors who need to wait until you’re all gathered to speak.” The layer heads from the Wizard Academy retorted unceremoniously.

“Are you guys from the Wizard Academy just wasting our time by calling us over today? If we only hear your conclusions, why would I come all the way here?”

“The urgent call for you all today naturally involves other matters; this is also related to this player, as he needs a promise from all of you.”

As soon as the layer head of the Wizard Academy finished speaking, the perspective on the screen before everyone switched directly to a frontal view of that player. This view even showcased the player’s current messy appearance, and the large screen displayed every bit of their dirt without reservation.

At that moment, this scene became a two-way communication.

This player timely raised his head, his gaze fixed tightly on everyone, because from this player’s perspective, he could also see all the others who had arrived at the moment.

At that point, the silence spell sealing this player’s mouth was also lifted.

“Pah… heh… truly the excellent means of wizards; I didn’t expect so many people to actually come.”

The player, whose silence was lifted, remained remarkably indifferent, his tone conveying an air of nonchalance.

The people of the Wizard Academy understood why. Because these players could adjust their pain thresholds.

This ability rendered all their methods of torture and coercion ineffective.

“I know the current situation you are facing, and I understand you want to gain information from me, but you must cooperate with me! No, you must cooperate with us players!”

“Why should we? What reason do we have to cooperate with you?” At this moment, someone rebutted.

“Why? Just because your family is still being infiltrated by us, making it a sieve. Those players who logged off indeed encountered some minor mishaps, but don’t think that’s all. As long as we want, the social system your family has built will collapse entirely in a few days.”

Upon hearing this response, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines. This was the answer they most dreaded to hear; whether or not these players were just scaring them… they didn’t dare gamble!

“What do you want us to cooperate with you on?”

After a long silence, someone finally spoke up to ask, but this time it was the players who remained silent for a long while.

“…To cooperate with us to k*ll… the Catastrophe Witch.” After a long contemplation, this player stated a condition that left everyone perplexed.

“Is it that assistant named Yang Yuelan? Why?” This time, the question was raised by someone from the Witch Academy.

To act against someone from the same school would certainly lead to a terrible fate, not to mention plotting to assassinate her?

Her connections with the Extraordinary Witches were too terrifying, and she even had close ties with more than one academy head.

Even more importantly, the instructors from the Witch Academy mastered the Resurrection Spell!

To k*ll that Catastrophe Witch would require a more thorough method! One that even the Resurrection Spell could not undo!

The difficulty of this was unimaginable.

“Yes, that one. Because she must d*e.” At this moment, someone spoke up.

But… it was not that player; it was the layer head from the Wizard Academy who was hosting this meeting.

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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