Chapter 205: No, You Need to y


    Lise was undoubtedly a sister with many ws.


    Primarily because Deya had not encountered many people, her database was filled with nothing but the Sorcerer Handbook or fairy tales. Having been captured by the Four Pirs Cult shortly after her transmigration, Deya had no choice but to model her sister after the protagonist from the fairy tale Little Witch, hastily creating a sister that matched the age and appearance required.


    Thus, Little Witch Lise was born.


    In fact, Lise Deya is not a name, but two positions. Whoever is in charge of controlling the body in reality takes on the role of Lise; whoever is responsible for actions in the Virtual Realm bes Deya.


    Their real names are actually those like Little Witch, Secret Princess, ck Butler, White Queen, Red Death Eater, and so on. However, actions in the Virtual Realm are generally led by the Secret Princess, making the name Deya almost exclusive to her.


    The name Lise used to belong to another sister, but now that her body has been cursed by the Bronze Dragon, she is no longer suitable for the role of Lise. Therefore, until she passes the Bronze Dragons Trial, Lise will likely remain the exclusive moniker for the Little Witch.


    Although the current Lise is somewhatcking, Deya has no intention of recing her.


    After all, a new sister needs to grow, and after personally experiencing a series of events, Lise should be more and more adapted to her environment. And even if Deya wanted to make a switch, she has no other candidates; the only one who fits the age is the Little Witch.


    In truth, the Little Witch has been doing quite well. If Deya herself were in control, she probably wouldnt have been able to get past the Four Pirs Cult, let alone engage in cunning exchanges with Annan.


    Deya was reading a book while chatting in a suppressed voice:


    Do you want to y? Whats there to y with? Isnt chatting with your sisters fun? Be good, wait until we enter the Virtual Realm, then you can y. Real time is precious and shouldnt be wasted on y.


    You dont like Annan? Thats normal, neither do I. Shes the same kind of person as the White Queen


    Mhm, Banjeet is indeed very dangerous, so you need to be careful around him. To protect Annans interests, he will definitely not show any mercy


    So, is there someone you do feel fond of? Igor? Bukin?


    What, father?


    Were talking; you dont need to use that term, right?


    Thats not kindness, thats just in stupidity. Thats why he fell for your spellcraft Alright, alright, you handle the daily interactions, as long as youre happy. But dont go soft, get a grip on Ashe as soon as possible; hes our best piece in the fight against Annan.


    Suddenly, a strange voice came from the side: Thirsty after such a long chat? Have a drink and rest for a bit.


    Oh, thank you.


    Princess Deya took it subconsciously and took a sip, then looked down and saw it was a ss of strawberry-colored unknown liquid. She turned her head and her pupils shook!


    How nice, siblings chatting.


    The Observer, dressed in a dark red coat, sat on the desk, resting his chin on his hands, and said, Its been a long time since I chatted with my brother and even longer since Ive yed with a naughty nephew


    You, you


    Witch, Id advise you not to be too loud, thedy of the house might have installed surveince equipment. The Observer said with a smile: Speak in your Inner Voice, I will hear your intent.


    Listening to the Inner Voice!?


    Butpared to the Observer being able to appear here, listening to the Inner Voice was only a trivial detail. Honestly, although she met the Observer in the Tower, Princess Deya hadnt taken him seriously.


    She thought the Observer was looking for Princess Lise Deya, but after receiving the Bronze Dragons Favor, Princess Lise Deya had disappeared, leaving behind only Lise, the little girl captured by the Four Pirs Cult.


    So Princess Deya never thought the Observer would be able to catch uphow could he find her when even the Gospel couldnt capture her past?


    What do you want?


    Dont be so nervous, Im not a good person, the Observer said leisurely: Look, didnt you agree to be my teammate?


    I didnt agree!


    But Witch, you dont have the right to refuse.


    Princess Deya wanted to say something else, but she suddenly remembered the Bronze Dragons Favor.


    The timing of the Observers appearance was incredibly opportune.


    Just as Deya decided to trigger the Bronze Dragons Favor, he suddenly materialized in the Tower bedroom, undetected by the sprawling defensive mechanisms protecting the capital, invisible even to the Sanctuary Sorcerers that covered every corner of the Pce.


    He seemed to be an existence that transcended this world.


    Aside from the Bronze Dragon, Deya had never encountered any other being that could match the Observers stature. While this could partly be due to Deyas limited exposure, the overwhelming pressure that the Observer exuded was not easily forgotten. Indeed, in her own mental realm, the Observer had forcefully shattered ityes, even the most powerful Red Death Eater and ck Butler, aside from the Secret Princess, had joined forces against him, but to no avail.


    Even though the Observer imed to be a Two Wings Sorcerer, merely inviting her to join a Virtual Realm Adventure, Deya didnt believe a single punctuation of his tale. She suspected he was merely masquerading as amoner in a game of mortals, pretending to be the pig, but with intentions of preying on some unsuspecting tiger.


    But why does he insist on clinging to me


    A thought suddenly sprang into Deyas mind: Could he too be influenced by the Bronze Dragon?


    Thats right, the trials set by the Bronze Dragon always had this characteristic: the oues were favorable, but the journey was invariably torturous. And, without a doubt, spending days with the Observer would qualify as sufficiently torturous.


    So that was it, the Bronze Dragon was up to his tricks again.


    With that realization, Deya saw no point in continuing her refusal. Alright, I agree to be yourpanion. What next?


    Since youre mypanion, isnt it natural that I have a responsibility to take care of you? asked the Observer.


    Deya felt there was a trap in his words: Theoretically yes.


    And now that youve be a child, doesnt it naturally follow that I should be one of your Guardians, obligated to look after your daily life?


    Of course not! Deya firmly shook her head. I dont need your care, go away, dont disturb my reading!


    Thats exactly why Im here, the Observer stated. Finish the rest of the strawberry juice too. Its a tonic, dont waste it.


    Before Deya could react, she picked up the cup and gulped down the rest of the mysterious liquid.


    Then, tidy up and behave like a well-mannered little friend.


    Deya was terrified to find that she couldnt control her own body, which was stuffing books back onto the shelves on its own.


    What are you doing? Why can you control my body? Mind Miracle?


    Let me go, I still have books to read!


    No, the Observer shook his finger, you need to go y.


    Im not really a child, what am I supposed to y with? Deya was almost frantic, Arent you supposed to let me study and practice to be stronger if Im your teammate? How does my ying help you?


    But you are a child now, and children should bnce work and y. Energetically y during the day and embark on perilous adventures at night, thats what good children do. The Observer pulled out a pair of gloves, But before you go to y, you need to wear gloves to keep your little hands clean


    Observer, have you lost your mind?


    Witch, you can be quite rude sometimes. The Observer tapped the gloves, and the adult gloves instantly transformed into a pair of pink childrens fingerless gloves, handing them to Deya to put on herself.


    Thats because you dont listen!


    Deya red at him huffily, her gaze darting to a mirror, and her expression suddenly became cute, Hey, Observer, why are you doing this to me?


    Oh, is it the Little Witch? The Observer remained calm, Its like this, Im controlling your body now, so you cant read books.


    Hmmph!


    And you cant go investigating Annan and Banjeet, nor can you try to turn Igor and Harvey.


    Oh!


    Under mypulsion, you can only go and y games with others, isnt that pitiful?


    It is so pitiful!


    So what are you waiting for? Go and y!


    Yay!