Otaku Witch

After all, just think about it, you’re sleeping peacefully at home, and suddenly you hear a voice summoning you. Then you get all dazed, and when you finally regain consciousness, you find yourself sitting at an enormous round table, surrounded by many strange "people" you’ve never seen before.

Well, this "people" is just a figure of speech, considering that back then there were all sorts of strange races at that table for real. At the top, there were Angels, Demons, Great Dragons, Witches, in the middle, Elves, Dwarfs, Giants, Moon Rabbits, and at the bottom, there were creatures like her, a Halfling, Orcs, even Goblins and Slimes, which was just absurd.

In short, that scene really was a chaos of beings, truly terrifying.

However, at that time, even though Galahad was just a Halfling, she was already the strongest assassin in her tribe and wasn’t too panicked. Her power had surpassed the limits of the Bronze Species of Halflings, so even facing those Silver Species like Elves and Moon Rabbits, she wasn’t too scared.

The ones she was truly wary of were those few from the Golden Race, especially the Dragon Witch who was also the instigator of the gathering, Nidhogg, who made her scalp tingle; she knew that was a being she could never defeat.

Luckily, looking at the Slime, the Goblin, and the weakest human girl beside her, she felt a bit safer.

Yes, the Slime and Goblin might be weak, but at least they were some form of Extraordinary Species, and these few, much like herself as a special Halfling, were Mutant Species, not to be underestimated. But the powerless human girl...

Was really weak.

In any case, everyone was really startled when the first round table meeting convened back then, until after Nidhogg awakened the Soul of Emora did they understand what was going on.

Just that, even after understanding everything, not everyone could immediately and decisively join the Round Table Knights.

Everyone had their own lives by then, and clearly not everyone was willing to abandon everything they had to fight for some so-called past life obsession.

Galahad wasn’t very willing at that time either, but she was scared, really afraid of that terrifying being, Nidhogg.

Even though the other party repeatedly emphasized that they wouldn’t be harmed even if they didn’t join, as long as they didn’t cause trouble, she would just retrieve the Soul of Emora within them after their natural death.

But who would believe such lies? Anyway, she didn’t dare believe it back then, so she eventually chose to join.

Sigh, such a weak race like the Halflings have long been used to depending on the strong to survive, she wasn’t unaccustomed to it.

Okay, mainly she had a slight envy for the beauty and happiness of past life in her soul. Starting as a Halfling, she had suffered a lot to grow up, and even though now she wasn’t considered weak, in this war-torn Western Universe, she still didn’t feel any sense of security. Happiness, to her, was an unfamiliar word.

However, the surprising thing was that among the hundreds of people around the table, none eventually chose to oppose; even though many might have been half-coerced into joining out of fear of Nidhogg’s power, it was astonishing how easily consensus was achieved.

Even now, Galahad can understand it, as it was the soul of Emora within everyone causing trouble. Even though in the Dragon Head’s body there was only a remnant soul, that remnant soul was still the absolute main part of the construction of their souls, the foundation of their existence.

Denying the obsession within the remnant soul was almost like denying one’s own life’s meaning, which was an almost impossible matter.

No matter how rebellious a Dragon Head might initially refuse, eventually, they would still follow their true heart and return to the round table.

Even till now, she still finds the Soul of Emora really amazing. Even if in her current view, Emora in the past life was truly mediocre, gluttonous, timid, and lazy, yet the soul’s obsession of such a person was so pure that even reincarnation couldn’t wipe it away.

Afterwards, everyone swore their soul’s oath, establishing the Round Table Oath, and the wisp of soul that everyone used to make their oath forged the token of the round table, becoming the later Yemengade.

And thus, the Round Table Knights were officially founded.

No matter whether the Dragon Heads joined for the sake of the dream’s happiness or out of fear of being devoured by Nidhogg, over the years, the false ideals thought about for tens of thousands of years turned into real obsession.

Galahad sometimes worried that the obsession within the Soul of Emora was just a fake illusion, fearing that the happiness in the dream was merely Emora’s dying fantasy, and what if the sister, whom everyone was working so hard to resurrect, wasn’t as wonderful as in the dream after coming back to life?

But now, one of the Round Table Knights’ wishes has already been fulfilled. Dorothy has successfully been resurrected, indeed a gift from the gods, and like in the dream, she is a beautiful little sun.

No Dragon Head can resist such a soul-level attraction; the entire Original Knights of the Round Table were incurable sister enthusiasts, even Arthur, with his perfectionism, couldn’t find any fault in his sister.

However, as a Halfling, Galahad’s thoughts were always more sensitive than the other rough Dragon Heads, and the personality flaw she inherited from Emora was "childlike innocence".

Well, childlike innocence doesn’t actually sound like a flaw; on the contrary, it seems like a precious quality. However, the once pure-hearted Emora had already died on the Witch’s Night, and Nidhogg chose to grow up.

So, Galahad, who inherited the trait of childlike innocence, was called the Pure Knight, and she was actually the pet of the Round Table Knights. The Dragon Heads all took good care of her.

Galahad’s character is somewhat childlike, and she had actually been waiting in this Imperial Kitchen for Dorothy to arrive for several days, and the moment her sister appeared, she had already noticed her presence.

But making friends is always nerve-wracking for children, and she had been doing a lot of mental preparation on the side before she came forward to talk.

A child’s heart is more sensitive than an adult’s, and she was always worried that she might make her sister dislike her or feared she might take liberties with expectations of her sister, having not really interacted with her before, and then end up heartbroken.

But now, she felt relieved.

Looking at her sister, who had already moved to a side kitchen island selecting ingredients and pondering what kind of dish to make, Galahad smiled.

This really was a happiness even more beautiful than in the dream.

At that moment, she stopped hesitating about anything else, but instead pulled out a specially made stool from her pocket and stepped on it to reach the kitchen counter.

Well, although as the head chef she’s allowed a custom stove in this Imperial Kitchen, Galahad hates being treated like a child and doesn’t like being given special treatment, so she prefers to carry a stool with her wherever she goes.

Still, after climbing onto the stool, she couldn’t help but sneak a glance at her sister beside her, fearing that her sister might laugh at her. Fortunately, her sister was indeed a warm little sun, offering her a sweet smile.

Galahad quickly turned back and earnestly began creating her culinary masterpiece.

She had already decided on what delicious dish to make, naturally a special roast that Emora always had a longing for in her heart.

That was the taste of her sister.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t been able to replicate it all these years, but it didn’t matter. Today she would let her sister taste her version.

With this thought in mind, Galahad then dragged out a piece of Black Dragon tail meat from underneath the kitchen counter.

This was a treasured piece of Nidhogg’s shed tail she had been keeping for a long time.

Ah, the real taste of the Dragon King.

...In the midst of witch-roasting...