Of course, the most critical point was that among these auction items, there were actually A-grade and S-grade ones.
It was no different from placing a bowl of meat in front of a pack of hungry wolves.
The mana turbulence ending?
Wasn't that just a few days away?
Everyone turned to look at the madness outside their windows, making their own calculations in their hearts.
A few days should be enough to scrape together some money to buy magic items, right?
After all, there were over ten thousand items. Surely no single race could hog all of them?
As for how the witches managed to gather over ten thousand magic items, that wasn't for them to worry about.
The title of the Kalim continent's number one race wasn't just for show.
Not only were they numerous, but their quality was high. Their racial talent, the Magic Eye, was ever-changing due to its unique Heart's Desire attribute.
In this situation, while bringing out so many magic items at once was indeed shocking, it didn't seem impossible.
Who knew how long they had been preparing to pull off something this big?
Between the time investment and the input of hundreds of thousands of people, such a result wasn't unreasonable.
These people were right.
In fact, to complete this mission, the White-haired Witch Nangong Lengyue had not only deployed members of the patrol team but also mobilized many veterans from the Supreme Council's Ten-Thousand-Man Corps and tripled the number of combat personnel.
And with the help of the planting witches under Ursula, they had swept through over a hundred dungeons multiple times in a month to gather these magic items.
Essentially, as soon as one team finished, another would go in. The returning team would then head to the next dungeon to wait, and so on.
Although the intensity was high and some witches quit midway, whenever someone left, someone else joined.
Moreover, everyone's level increased significantly and effectively through this process, so not many were unhappy.
Of course.
These items had been filtered.
Everything the witches could use had been taken out; otherwise, the quantity would have been even higher.
Believe it: when it comes to clearing dungeons, no one is faster than a squad of witches with dozens of different Magic Eyes.
One could say that with equal talent, a witch is simply stronger than an evolved being of another race.
Besides the fact that they each had a familiar, there was one more thing.
Magic scrolls.
By now, the Soul Siphon and Psychokinesis spells, along with the knowledge of magic circle drawing and scroll crafting, had practically become standard for witches.
Even witches with physical-type Magic Eyes would learn these.
Specifically, over the past month, most witches had been practicing their skinning and leatherworking skills in dungeons while fighting, using the resulting hides to make scrolls.
It was all about self-sufficiency.
It couldn't be helped; the skills Lan Qingyou had chosen were simply too good—perfect for witches or alchemists, the kind that made every witch envious.
This meant that the monster hides Lan Qingyou had previously ordered from Shang Chuan and Frenna hadn't even been used up.
Fortunately, not much was left. Lan Qingyou could use them herself.
This led to a very luxurious problem.
If a witch learned magic scroll crafting around Level 10, then by the time she came out of a dungeon and reached Level 20, she might have over a dozen spells on her.
What did having over a dozen spells mean?
Even world-class monsters didn't have that many spells to their name.
Of course, while others fleeced Lan Qingyou, she naturally gained some other spells from them in return.
She now had over twenty spells, particularly in the high-impact Destruction category and the unconventional soul-type.
“Hey! What's up with this Witch Queen thing?!”
When Lan Qingyou returned to her shelter, showered, and prepared to check on Diana's progress before bed, she saw that impossible-to-ignore title.
Lan Qingyou knew she was a bit chuunibyou, but...
The title Witch Queen was a bit too much for even her level of chuunibyou to handle!
So she immediately contacted Diana via her card.
“For coolness and prestige, of course! 'Clan Leader' is fine for internal use, but for the outside world, we need something high-end and grand.”
“You don't pay much attention to the world channel, so you probably don't know that the titles of those race leaders out there are all over the top now. If we don't keep up, we'll be looked down upon.”
Diana's reply was very high-sounding.
Lan Qingyou could even sense a hint of schadenfreude in her words, yet she was technically right.
Even though Lan Qingyou didn't follow the world channel much, it didn't mean she lacked other sources of information.
Especially in the Tarot Villa.
Although it was a place for academic discussion, because there were many race leaders, Supreme Council members, and people wandering about, information flowed quite smoothly.
Lan Qingyou had naturally heard of the titles the new races used for their leaders.
For instance, the subordinates of the High Priestess, Vivian, liked to use the religiously charged title Your Eminence to address her.
There were also exaggerated titles like Military Lord, Your Highness, Archbishop, Lord of the Privy, and Chief Priest.
Or titles based on geography, like King of such-and-such Mountain or Lord of such-and-such Lake.
To put it bluntly, they were all just putting gold on their own faces and those of their races.
Of course, some races were very down-to-earth and simply used the title Clan Leader for the person who created their race's evolution potion.
“Then what should I do? Should I just be called the Demon King?”
“Heh heh... that joke isn't funny...”
Diana's answer made Lan Qingyou's mouth twitch.
While Lan Qingyou didn't consider herself a good person, not just anyone could shoulder a title like Demon King.
“How about Demon Queen? Or Lord of Hell?”
“...”
“Witch Queen is actually quite good. Look at how the 'Queen' part flows from 'Witch'—it's both a witch and a queen. It's a perfect pun; I think it's flawless.”
“...”
“Fine, I get it. I won't call you that anymore in the future.”
“...”
Three consecutive silences; the whole world went still.
Was this about 'in the future'?
Now that the advertisement was out, it was impossible to take it back, right?
The title Witch Queen had likely already been deeply etched into the minds of the onlookers and fun-seekers.
Lan Qingyou didn't even dare to look at the Tarot Villa's chat channel now.
She could guess what was happening in there with just a tiny bit of thought.
Rate on N.U.
