Otaku Witch

The old brave man withdrew his gaze from the sky, then tiredly sat on the ground, bowing his head as he started to mutter to the great bow resting on his knees.

"I guess I’m about to die soon. Death isn’t something I’m afraid of, after all, I’ve lived my life with a clear conscience, and I should have no regrets. Yet, in the past couple of days, I’ve found myself suddenly missing you, kid. I don’t know how you’re doing in the future, if you’re able to protect yourself, especially since that future version of me seems to be a bit of a weakling."

"People get more confused as they age. I’ve been having strange dreams these few days, dreaming of slicing a Twelve-Winged Angel with my sword, shooting a thousand-eyed hundred-headed Great Dragon with my bow in a battle, and dreaming of cunning horned demons and indescribable Evil Gods. Finally, I dreamed of steering a large ship into the distance."

"It’s not very auspicious to dream of ships. I have a feeling that the ship might just be the legendary Ghost Ship that crosses the Styx River, perhaps really signaling that my day of doom is near."

"So, before I become so old that I can’t hold a sword anymore, I figured I might as well go on one last adventure, hoping I can leave you something good for self-defense."

"Speaking of which, the thousand-eyed hundred-headed Great Dragon in the dream was really good. You kid would definitely be craving it if you were here. Unfortunately, I’ve searched the Dragon Realm and haven’t found such a dragon. The closest thing is this hundred-headed Dragon Serpent, so it’ll have to do."

"Actually, the Dragon Bone of this serpent should be made into a spear or a sword, but your martial arts are still a bit immature, better not engage in close combat, it’s easy to get hurt. So learning archery is quite good, just shoot from afar, and if someone comes, you run."

"I really envy that future me, being able to watch you grow up."

....

Dorothy: "....."

No, Brave Dad, what do you mean by all this? This is the first time I’ve heard someone say I’m bad at close combat. My Martial God is alright.

It was a touching scene that almost brought tears to the homebody witch’s eyes, but in the end, she stomped her foot in anger.

She truly didn’t expect that the Hundred-Head Slayer bow was indeed the last gift Brave Adam left for her across millennia. No wonder this intimidating weapon, with a shockingly high level, doesn’t reject her magic power at all; it turns out this bow was custom-made by the strongest brave in history just for her.

However, more outrageous is that the bow, after crossing over thirty thousand years through countless generations in the mortal world, actually ended up back in her hands.

Is this the strength of a brave? It’s so strong it feels unfair, truly worthy of the human’s sole top-tier profession.

However, the homebody witch looked up again at her handsome middle-aged father standing before her.

Dad, why did you study magic and become a mage in your life? See, you entered the wrong field, you should have inherited the family business and become a brave.

Uh, wait a minute, didn’t you learn the brave’s inheritance, Dad?

Dorothy suddenly remembered this and was not sure for a moment.

After all, she has never seen Adam’s ultimate strength in her life. Back when father and daughter were wandering in the netherworld, Adam was always at his peak, never faced any real danger, and after marrying Annie, he became a career elite, with no opportunity to engage in combat.

But thinking about it, with just the strength Adam showed back then, he truly managed to steal her from the Shining Territory?

Although at that time Mother Dragon was on the battlefield, the family’s defenses were indeed weak, given the strength of the Shining Territory Dorothy has seen in the past two months, an elite witch couldn’t just mess around.

Let alone elite witches, even Peak Witches couldn’t escape from pursuit from Shining Territory easily.

So how did Adam hide her for so many years?

Just relying on the Anti-Divination Treasure he stole back then?

Oh, speaking of which, what was that treasure again?

Dorothy thought for a moment, but couldn’t remember seeing any such treasure.

So she blinked and looked at Adam with sharp eyes.

Adam: "..."

The old father felt uncomfortable being stared at by his daughter with that odd look. He awkwardly touched his nose.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I know giving you weapons doesn’t fit my usual style, but what can I do? You’re going to be on the battlefield in the future, and if I tell you not to go, you won’t listen anyway. So the least I can do is hope for your safety."

"I know you’ve learned Combat Magic System well, but you haven’t truly been on the battlefield; you don’t understand how personal bravery isn’t that important in war. You should take this Hundred-Head Slayer and be a Sniper Witch from a safe distance. Let me tell you, those rushing to the frontline rarely end up well. You’re my only daughter, I’m counting on you to send me off in the end."

Adam fervently advised.

Dorothy: "...."

No, why does that sound so familiar?

Oh, fine, Dad, truly worthy of being you; thousands of years have passed and yet the same words come out of your mouth. Is this how you teach your kid to be an old six? What happened to your brave spirit?

The homebody witch was quite speechless for a moment.

And Brave Adam despising my Martial God Boundary is understandable, since I really can’t beat that elder, but how come you, a fragile mage father, also look down on me?

I, the Dragon Witch’s Martial God, am super fierce, alright.

"I actually just wanted to ask where the Anti-Divination Treasure you stole back then went. I heard Mother Superior mention it before, that it should be returned."

She could only rely on this topic to forcibly save face.

Adam: "....."

Old father felt even more embarrassed.

"Well, it broke early on."

"When your mother received the news back then, she went crazy with all kinds of divinations, and that Shielding Ring couldn’t hold up for even a month before it was overwhelmed and shattered."

Adam felt quite guilty, he hung his head like a child who had made a mistake.

That’s why he didn’t dare visit this Shining Territory during the day; while he had lived his life honestly, the only exception was the day he broke a bunch of rings while fleeing with his daughter.

Dorothy: "???"

The homebody witch was suddenly full of questions upon hearing this.

No, if that Anti-Divination Treasure was shattered, how did the two of us manage to roam outside for over ten years?

She was just about to ask, but suddenly looked down at her hands, remembering her Saint’s Destiny that was immune to divination.

Oh this...

A false Anti-Divination Treasure—the Shielding Ring.

A true Anti-Divination Treasure—the Sage’s Offspring.

My goodness, the cheat is me?

"Alright then, never mind, I’ll replace that Shielding Ring for Mother."

Dorothy covered her face with one hand and spoke in a speechless tone.

"Well, actually I still have some savings."

The old father couldn’t bear to hear this, and immediately took out his wallet to pay, but was stopped by the homebody witch reaching out.

Dorothy knew how much money Adam had, and all her small savings over the years had been spent on herself, as could be seen from the limited edition handcrafted magic bag that Adam had given her earlier.

For sure, a real dad, willing to spend money.

Besides, Dorothy is now the big boss of Stars Industry and just became a Shipbuilding Master who crafted a Legendary Battleship. How could she have the nerve to ask the old father for money again?

Not to mention, Dad had just given her a Divine Artifact, and this Hundred-Head Slayer couldn’t be compared to the shattered Shielding Ring.

The three of them chatted for a while more, but ultimately Annie dragged Adam away.

After all, this Shining Territory isn’t a place you can just sneak into; if they weren’t discovered and fled, Adam wouldn’t have been able to enjoy any good fruit.

It’s just.....

As Adam and Annie left, Dorothy turned her head towards the window.

"Mother Superior, are you suffering from insomnia too?"

She asked.

So, Euphilia stepped out from the shadows.

"Heh, he’s still somewhat considerate, but still contemptible."

Mother Dragon looked at Adam’s departing back, grinding her teeth a little.

She had prepared surprises with such difficulty, and the gift that guy gave was so significant, how could she win?

The Dragon Queen looked at the great bow in her daughter’s hands, feeling very complicated.

She really couldn’t understand how a man caught randomly years ago still had such a solid financial foundation.

Calling it a God Hunting Great Bow, this bow is especially lethal to dragons.

"Keep this bow well, but don’t let anyone know its name lightly, or it might cause trouble."

Mother Dragon could only remind her daughter.

After all, the Hundred-Head Slayer, Lord Dragon King is the Thousand-Eyed Hundred-Headed Dragon, if you name it like that and other Dragon Witches hear about it, they’d think you want to rebel.

However, it’s aggravating, what should I gift tomorrow?

....Mother Dragon is suffering from insomnia.....