While they waited for the training room to be tidied up.
Histeria asked Jiang Han, "My silly disciple, what do you think about your performance in the Eileen Cup this time?"
Faced with Xiya suddenly putting on the airs of a master, Jiang Han felt a little unaccustomed to it.
Tilting her head, she touched her lips with her left index finger.
She asked in confusion, "Thoughts?"
"Thoughts, exactly. Like your results, or what you'll do if you have a chance to advance—those kinds of thoughts."
Histeria had made herself very clear, but Jiang Han herself had fallen into a somewhat bewildered state. She scratched her head, stroked her long hair, and could not make out what she was truly thinking. So, still confused, she answered, "Take things one step at a time? Advance if I get the chance... I guess that's what I think."
"Oh dear, that won't do."
Xiya grinned as she warmed up, working her joints.
"I think you're probably going into the coming bloodbath in a daze, holding thoughts like, 'My luck wasn't so good this time; I'll work harder next time,' right?"
"That's putting it a little too..."
Jiang Han instinctively tried to talk back, but after thinking about it, she had no choice but to admit that Xiya was right.
She really did have the urge to just rot now. The Water Dragon Certificate had always been mocked as a pathetic certificate, as well as a qualification for winning while lying down on the battlefield, but that was only a joke. There was no shortage of capable witches among Water Dragon Certificate holders, such as... well, for instance, Angelite. But in any case, as a top-tier witch certificate, the witches who earned the Water Dragon Certificate were certainly far stronger than the top-tier witch