Otaku Witch

As soon as the voice fell, Dorothy distinctly felt the chill that was hitting her face grow colder.

Clearly, the Princess of the Wild Hunt was somewhat infuriated by her condescending attitude and tone, but this was exactly the effect Dorothy wanted.

She liked seeing these people wanting to hit her, yet unable to do anything about their frustration.

This Princess of the Wild Hunt had already died once in the previous game, and her chance for resurrection had been used up. It was none other than the Clown Illusion who had done her in.

There was no helping it. After all, the Frost Snow Lady's fighting style was to confront others head-on, and the Clown Illusion specialized in dealing with stubborn kids who liked to fight recklessly.

Are you angry? Good, that's right. Remember to try harder when you gang up on me later; only then can I see your limits.

That's what Dorothy was thinking.

At that moment, she realized that the Fairy King's thought process was still quite effective, at least this taunting tactic was solidly pulling hatred—no need to worry about her pulling her punches later.

"What can you teach me?"

Though the Frost Snow Lady was furious, she was helpless. She knew that she currently couldn't overpower her opponent; to really start a fight would only be humiliating herself, so she had to suppress her anger.

Hmph, it's just some big shot who relies on higher realm to bully newcomers for sick pleasure; one day, I'll step over all you old folks.

The Princess of the Wild Hunt thought to herself.

In her view, this Clown Grand Inquisitor must be one of the long-established witches in the Witch World, famous for a while. As a junior, she truly couldn't resist those at the pinnacle of power; she could only be manipulated. However, she was very confident in her future.

After all, the strength of these old witches usually stagnated at a bottleneck. They might need hundreds or even thousands of years to advance further, but she, young and exceptionally talented, would inevitably surpass these old folks.

The Frost Snow Lady firmly believed this.

Besides, it's just a big shot, right? As if I've never met one.

Other witches of ordinary origin might treasure the guidance of a powerful witch, viewing it as precious, but for her, with elders aplenty in her clan, what she lacked least was the guidance of the strong.

If she wasn't hungry for guidance, why rush up the mountain? She actually came to cause trouble.

Hadn't this Clown instructor previously laid down harsh words, saying if they missed her guidance, they might never encounter a better teacher in their lifetimes?

Well, if she can't teach me now, she'll be slapping her own face. Let's see how she handles it afterwards.

Dorothy also figured this out with interest. She glanced at the arrogant Princess of the Wild Hunt in front of her and chuckled lightly.

"Heh... it depends on what you want to learn."

She had already guessed the identity of the Frost Snow Lady and also knew that her opponent actually lacked no guidance from the strong. She expected her to present a difficult challenge in a moment.

But so what? Dorothy didn't think this young witch could present a challenge she couldn't handle—that was the confidence of a top-tier student genius.

What, are you going to pull out a Forbidden Curse right here to scare me to death?

I'm laying it down here. I can teach magic below the level of Forbidden Curses casually, and even if I don't know it, I can still conjure it up for you right now.

The number one Spell Master of the new generation, the Witch of the Forest, is just that confident.

"I can learn anything?"

The Frost Snow Lady was somewhat shocked by the Phantom King's mysterious confidence, furrowing her brow as she confirmed again.

After all, even a typical Peak Witch couldn't master all kinds of magic. Where did she get the confidence to offer guidance so casually? It should be noted that accomplishing this was something only the legendary omniscient Sages could hope to achieve.

But surely this mischievous big shot couldn't be a Sage, right?

Joking aside, Sages are highly esteemed individuals; why would they come here to act as a Grand Inquisitor, having such wicked fun tormenting the newcomers?

This devious big shot must be bluffing.

"Naturally, anything works."

The Phantom King nodded affirmatively.

Then...

...she watched as the Frost Snow Lady pulled a slate out from her pocket.

"Then teach me this,"

said the Princess of the Wild Hunt.

Phantom King: "....."

Dorothy went silent for a moment, feeling a bit numb.

Damn, big damn, can't you take a joke, kid? And now you seriously pull out a forbidden curse?

A forbidden curse, as a taboo art that transcends ordinary magic, its very existence is a form of power.

It even holds the catastrophic power capable of annihilating worlds, which is why many worlds refuse to accept them, and the consciousness of the worlds does not allow their existence to be casually recorded and circulated.@@novelbin@@

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Of course, in a powerful world like the Witch World that bred the Calamity Race, there are not so many rules, even a Twelve-Ring forbidden curse can be learned casually. The Magic Web Library has them; as long as you can afford it with points, then you do as you please.

However, in many not-so-powerful worlds, this world-destroying taboo power is regarded as ominous and can only be passed down orally among few people or recorded by the creators in special carriers using special methods.

Clearly, the ancient slate that the Frost Snow Lady had brought out was one of those special carriers.

Dorothy sensed divine power within this slate, which probably was created by some world's native nature god. In the plot of her previous life's novel, it would be considered a divine artifact, a holy relic, and such.

Any curse script stored in such a special carrier is undoubtedly at least at the Ten-Ring level of a forbidden curse.

But the problem is that this slate was clearly from another world, so the forbidden curse on it must belong to some other world too.

Such interworld forbidden curses are not easy to learn, alright? After all, the languages, cultures, rules, and strength systems of the two worlds are completely different. Trying to study a forbidden curse from another world means purely guessing and relying on inspiration.

I think you're deliberately making things difficult for me, aren't you? Aren't you just looking for trouble?

Dorothy was about to ask that, somewhat annoyed, but she quickly caught on.

Yeah, the other party was indeed purposely making trouble, looking for faults.

Then it's fine.

"Hehe... Lord Clown, is this teachable?"

The Frost Snow Lady looked at the now silent Phantom King, her smile deepening beneath her mask.

This ancient slate was a keepsake gift from her two mothers a long time ago, brought back from the battlefield, and was one of the last remnants of the unfortunate world that had been trampled flat by the Wild Hunt Army.

According to her mothers, the slate recorded a powerful Spear Technique, a forbidden curse level technique that had caused great difficulty in their battles.

Alas, the battlefield is merciless; during the fight with the practitioner of this spear technique, her mothers couldn't hold back and obliterated the opponent, leaving only this hard heritage slate on the spot.

And that warrior, now reduced to ashes, was the only person in that world who was capable of reading this heritage slate, leaving this legacy completely severed.

The world it originated from has already been disassembled, no longer existing.

While the Wild Hunt Army is first-rate in combat, their research skills are lacking; even her mothers, despite being Peak Witches, couldn't understand the content recorded on the slate, so they simply gave it to the Frost Snow Lady, considering she also practices spear techniques, maybe one day she'd be inspired.

However, she had carried that slate from childhood to adulthood and felt absolutely nothing, and now pulling it out to challenge this boastful instructor was just perfect.

She just didn't believe that this instructor could replicate such a completely lost world's ultimate technique.

Humph, let's see you maintain your cool now, look, now you're truly living up to your name, becoming a clown.

For a moment, the Frost Snow Lady felt great joy.

Only...

"It's teachable, but its value exceeds the reward range,"

the Princess of the Wild Hunt heard the Phantom King, standing on the lamppost, say just a few minutes into her happiness.

"If you really want to learn it, then it's going to cost extra,"

Dorothy said, rubbing her thumb and forefinger together.

... Homebody Witch negotiating prices...