Otaku Witch

The young witch looked seriously at her teacher and questioned her.

Miss Divine Witch was silent, because she too knew that everything her disciple said was true.

"However, the Saint has now descended."

She said.

Now it was Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna's turn to be silent.

The reason for her inner unrest today was not just the chaos at the foot of the mountain, but more importantly, the appearance of the Saint from the prophecy.

Honestly speaking, she really didn't like that Saint she had never met.

After all, according to ancestral teachings, once the Saint appears, these Japanese witches have to become dogs for the Saint.

This may sound harsh, but it is the truth; the existence of Japan is for this purpose.

But Miss Witch didn't want to be anyone's dog, even if that future master was destined for greatness and could even elevate them all.

In her opinion, it was the ancestors who wanted to be the Saint's dogs, so let them do it; why drag their descendants into it?

Previously, the teacher sent her to the outside world to look for that Natural Saint, but she slacked off; it wasn't because she was dazzled by the outside world, but because she deliberately didn't search.

Why search? In such a hurry to find oneself a master? Isn't that pathetic?

The young witch thought to herself.

Yet, even though she had been lazy, what was meant to come still came; that so-called Saint had ultimately descended, which left her feeling helpless.

So do they really have to become the Saint's dogs from now on?

Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna was very unwilling.

In fact, when her teacher called her back this time, she didn't want to return; she would rather keep wandering outside, enjoying life following Lord Clown rather than returning to serve a stranger.

Besides, she really hated this rotten hometown as much as a stinking gutter.

But in the end, she returned.

For no other reason than her teacher in front of her.

The young Miss Witch looked helplessly at her teacher, as the teacher was her only attachment to this hometown.

Although she considered her teacher's ideas to be too outdated and humble, her teacher was still her teacher, a presence akin to a mother.

She really couldn't bear to see her teacher, whom she regarded as a mother, lower herself to become someone's dog.

Yet, how can you understand a fish's joy if you are not a fish?

No matter how Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna persuaded, Amaterasu Life Kikyo remained that calm.

For Miss Divine Witch, serving the Saint was her entire reason for existence. Now, with the Heavenly Mandate before her, she had been restless with excitement, coming so early for meditation.

Today, it wasn't just her disciple who couldn't settle her mind.

In front of her, far away toward the limits of a witch's sight, there was a small arrow hole on the edge of the ten-ring on the target.

"Alright, there's no need to say more, I can feel that the Saint is already near. I should go down the mountain to welcome him."

The teacher and disciple exchanged a glance, seeing each other's determination. Miss Divine Witch shook her head but said nothing more, preparing to leave.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her teacher, Miss Witch got angry, but in the end just sighed in frustration and followed along.

Although her teacher had never asked her to go as well, how could she leave her teacher alone?

At least she wanted to see what kind of person this so-called Natural Saint was.

If he were someone wicked with talent but lacking virtue, she wouldn't hesitate to go against the ancestors.

Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna gripped the Judgment Order in her hand tightly.

Such a rare and precious Natural Saint must be handed over to The Third King.

However...

The witches waited from morning till dusk, then from midnight to the next morning, when finally ominous Qi came slowly approaching from nearby.

Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna widened her eyes, waiting to see the Saint's appearance.

And then she saw a Clown mask that looked somewhat familiar.

Miss Witch: "....."

.... Miss Ghost Mask felt a chill.....