Otaku Witch

Dorothy scratched her head embarrassingly, assuming her mother's words were a compliment.

"Man, what's with the Fairy King today? Why is he so eloquent all of a sudden?"

Seeing herself becoming so slick and smooth-talking, Dorothy's consciousness had some difficulty adjusting.

"Don't worry, Mother Superior, you're getting on in years, and it's time for you to rest. You needn't worry about my future wife anymore. Leave it to me, I assure you I'll keep a very close eye on Sophia,"

the Home Martial Soul went on to say. This made Dorothy breathe a sigh of relief.

Yes, that's more like it.

The aged Dragon Queen: "???"

Who's aged? She was barely over a hundred years old, which by the standards of a witch, meant she was still in her youthful days. Who are you calling old? Looks like this impudent girl is asking for a spanking.

The corners of Euphilia's eyes twitched; no woman takes lighting her age lightly, and if this person were not her own child, she would have slapped her across the face long ago.

"Well, since you've volunteered, I'll assign you this surveillance task but remember, as a member of the Judgment Court, you only need to do what you're supposed to. Don't meddle too much in the family affairs of the Angel Witch Clan. If that girl Sophia shows any signs of danger, just knock her out and carry her back, but do not meddle too much,"

After a moment's consideration, the Dragon Queen sighed and warned.

"Yes, Mother Superior, don't you know me? I'm the last person to seek trouble. I guarantee there won't be any,"

the Fairy King confidently assured, pounding his chest.

And Dorothy, acting as the driver, also breathed a sigh of relief.

At least today's primary task was accomplished.

After all, someone had to keep an eye on Sophia, so why shouldn't that supervising Judge be her?

Yes, it's time to teach this young Angel Witch a lesson, to let her know what it feels like working in a brewery.

Dorothy grinned slyly to herself, happily thinking.

"Here, you take this."

Just as the Home Martial Soul was secretly reveling in her excitement, Euphilia tossed something over to her, which she instinctively caught with perfect precision.

Looking down, Dorothy discovered it was a token, silver-white in color, weighty and cold to the touch, seemingly made of the same material as the Witch Silver Dollar used as currency.

On the front of the token were two ancient and mysterious characters that Dorothy recognized immediately as dragon language. The meaning of these characters was "For those deserving of punishment, a destined judgment is delivered." Flipping the token over revealed a relief of a ferocious Great Dragon's head, looking quite imposing and savage.

"This token will be your identity as a Judge from now on. The location of the headquarters of the Judgment Court is confidential and cannot be accessed without this identity token. Make sure you keep it safe and do not lose it,"

No sooner had Dorothy asked than Euphilia explained proactively.

"Sure, don't worry, Mother; I understand,"

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Dorothy said hastily, clutching the token in her hand.

"From now on, don't call me Mother. Your identity as a Judge is confidential. From here on, you must address me as the Great Judge or by my code name, Lord of Annihilation."

As the Dragon Queen spoke, she also donned a fierce and imposing Black Dragon mask over her face.

"Understood, Great Judge,"

the Home Martial Soul quickly corrected herself, feeling a slight thrill of excitement. After all, who didn't dream of belonging to a secret spy organization as a child?

Such organizations, with their masks, code names, various privileges, and mysterious deeds, are simply too cool.

Yet...

"Are you sure you don't want to change your mask?"

The Great Judge looked at the ridiculous Clown mask on her daughter's face, slightly at a loss for words.

"No, it's good like this. Senior Fanny and I agreed to be the coolest kids in the circus. I've decided, my code name will be 'Clown'."

Actually, Senior Fanny had wanted to return to the appearance of her previous Great Dragon mask, but Home Martial Soul directly grabbed the mask and struck a bizarre pose, saying so.

Euphilia: "....."

Senior Fanny: "....."

Who said you could make that arrangement? You jerk, what are you saying in front of the teacher? Teacher Euphilia, listen to me explain, I definitely didn't teach her any weird stuff.

Facing the questioning gaze of the enlightenment teacher, Masked Senior Sister also panicked; her tentacles wildly beat the head of the Master who had trapped her.

Fortunately, the Dragon Queen didn't seem to mind too much.

"Forget it, I don't quite understand you young people's thoughts, but as long as you're happy, that's fine. However, once a code name is set, it can't be changed anymore, just make sure you don't regret it."

Suddenly Euphilia felt she might really be old, having a generation gap with these young ones. She had never heard of anyone who wanted to be a clown willingly.

"Of course I won't regret it, this is a testament to the friendship with Senior Sister, a symbol of our promise, very meaningful indeed. And Lord Grand Inquisitor, don't you think the code name 'Clown' suits our identity very well?"

Relying on the robust scale armor of her Martial Soul Body, Dorothy ignored Senior Fanny's tentacle punches scraping her skin, speaking excitedly.

Hmm, mentioning Clown made her think of a classic villain and then of the Faceless Men, espionage, secret agents, and the like. Now having the chance to rub shoulders with those bigwigs, she thought it was super cool.

"Alright, enough talk, it's time to leave."

The Dragon Queen, tired of her melodious daughter's incessant chatter, snapped her fingers, causing the bookshelves in the study to move aside, revealing a hidden small Portal.

Upon seeing this Portal, Dorothy's smiling face gradually faded.

"Um, Great Judge Sir, how far is the Judgment Court? Is there any other mode of transportation?"

"What do you think?"

Euphilia counter-asked.

"No, I suddenly don't want to enter the Judgment Court anymore."

Dorothy's face turned pale as she tried to step back, but before she could retreat a few steps, her beloved Mother Superior firmly grabbed the still-intact Dragon Horn on the top of her head.

"You're a Martial God, what are you scared of with teleportation, and it's not like anyone is going to die?"

Mother Dragon begrudgingly dragged her pitiful daughter's hand, swiped the Identity Token over the Portal, and then threw her whole body into it, following after her herself with a swipe.

If this had happened before, she would have been worried about her daughter, afraid her Spirit couldn't bear the stress of such long-distance teleportation. But now, knowing her daughter's true strength, her heart turned to steel. After all, Martial Gods all have tough skin and high resilience; this load should be treated as ordinary stress training and even help her daughter develop her Space-Time Talent, killing several birds with one stone.

...Homebody Witch crying copiously in transit...

"Ugh..."

When Euphilia stepped out of the Portal, she saw her disgraceful daughter expertly holding a bag and retching, although as a pure energy incarnation, her Martial Soul Body couldn't vomit anything. This annoyed her so much that she went straight up to her pathetic daughter's behind and delivered a kick.

That kick, that flesh rippled, shaky and wobbly, just like pudding.

Well, speaking of which, beating one's own child truly felt different; the sensation was top-notch, way better than when she used to punish other people's children during her tenure as an instructor.@@novelbin@@

"Stop this pretense, go out and find the secretary waiting at the door to register you, I won't accompany you. Otherwise, being too close might expose our relationship."

The Great Judge instructed so.

"Yes, yes, yes, since I'm no longer of any use to the Great Judge, no love left, feelings faded, I'll crawl there myself."

Home Martial Soul muttered mournfully as she rubbed her behind and got up.

Then, before Mother Dragon could glare, Dorothy quickly scampered out of the Great Judge's office.

...Home Martial Soul on the run...