Otaku Witch

Hiss, this water is too deep, I can't grasp it.

Yagyū Jubei stopped thinking; she dared not continue down that path.

However, it's better to be a bit terrifying, a bit frightening, because only then is there hope for Japan.

Previously, she came to block the path precisely because she was worried that Miss Battosai's strength was insufficient, worried that such a reckless act would not save Japan but instead exacerbate its chaos.

But now, through the Sword Intent of the Fantasy Township of All Nations, she understood Miss Battosai's beliefs and desires. Through the miracle of resurrection, she also realized the hidden energy behind this mysterious swordsman.

The underworld is the domain of Mother Goddess Izanagi. Could this Miss Battosai really be the great savior sent by the Great Mother Goddess to save Japan?

Miss Sword Master pondered in her heart.

Her imagination could only go this far; after all, she was just a native Japanese Witch, her vision limited her imagination.

But even such speculation was enough. Now, instead of preparing to obstruct Miss Battosai, she wanted to follow her, striving to achieve great things together.

The prosperity and beauty of the Fantasy Township of All Nations left a deep impression on her. She longed to participate in the construction of such a grand society, to contribute her strength to the vision of a united world.

So....

"I am already out of money, after all, Yagyū Jubei is already dead."

Miss Sword Master faced the debt collector, spreading her hands as she spoke.

Dorothy: "???"

The homebody witch's gaze instantly sharpened.

You can block my path, or even strike at me, that's all fine, but you absolutely cannot owe me money and not repay it!

Dorothy silently drew out Red Shadow again, ready to send this person who dared to deceive her on their way.

"By the way, your collateral when you took the loan was yourself. If you can't repay, then prepare to take a trip to that Underworld Hell."

She coldly said, and then the sharp blade was already on Yagyū Jubei's neck.

However, Miss Sword Master showed no intention of resisting; she calmly explained.

"I was probably used by others. Don't look at me like this, I do have some reputation and fame in Japan. If news of my death at your hands spreads, your situation probably won't be good. My junior sister's backstabbing was likely intended to make this news credible."

"What about my junior sister? You should have kept her, right?"

Yagyū Jubei asked.

But Dorothy shook her head.

"No, your affairs have nothing to do with me, I was too lazy to keep her."

The homebody witch replied.

Miss Sword Master's junior sister fled at lightspeed after backstabbing, afraid of being cut down by the terrifying Battosai. But Dorothy had no intention of stopping her; she just watched calmly as the junior sister left, then opened the gate to resurrect the already lifeless Miss Sword Master.

"Uh?"

Yagyū Jubei was stunned, then a bit anxious.

"You're confused, aren't you? My junior sister will definitely claim that I was killed by you after she returns, and as my fiancée, her sworn testimony will undoubtedly convince outsiders. This is a trap set by the Chinese Clan."

"Mhm, I know, so what?"

Dorothy nodded, still emotionally detached.

"Don't give me that useless spiel, just one thing, will you repay the money or not?"

The homebody witch's sword blade had already left a bloody mark on Miss Sword Master's neck, and if this debtor didn't get to the point, their head would roll in the next second.

Miss Sword Master was infuriated and at a loss for words by Battosai's response.

You know yet let my junior sister go, are you out of your mind, willingly stepping into someone's trap when you're the hope for saving Japan, how could you do this...

Yagyū Jubei was angry at Battosai's behavior, but looking at Battosai's calm and unconcerned demeanor, free of worry, she suddenly had an epiphany.

She thought too small, her perspective was too limited. It's possible that this Miss Battosai doesn't care about those petty tricks of the Chinese Clan; the traps that seem troublesome to her are hardly worth the opponent's attention.

What boldness, not even considering those from the Chinese Clan worth a glance.

The more Miss Sword Master thought, the more sense it made, and she admired Miss Battosai even more.

Truly the savior sent by the Great Mother Goddess, such breadth of vision.

But, ouch, ouch, ouch, really about to die here, I can't die yet, I haven't witnessed the grand gathering of all the tribes in the Fantasy Village yet!

"I have no money, but I have many friends, and they have money. I can go borrow from them."

Seeing the blade nearing her main artery, Yagyū Jubei had no choice but to say this.

Only then did Dorothy stop her sword, sheathing it once more.

"Then let's go, lead the way."

The homebody witch urged coldly.

Yagyū Jubei was helpless. She could only cover her neck to heal it but did not completely restore the sword scar on her neck, instead leaving a scar like a red string.

This was a gift from the savior of Japan, a mark to commemorate, and it would also serve as a constant reminder.

As she said, the former Chinese Clan swordsman Yagyū Jubei is dead. The one alive now is merely the Ronin Swordsman Yagyū Jubei. From now on, she would live for one purpose: to make a concerted effort in building that Fantasy Township of All Nations.