Otaku Witch

As a Dragon Roar rang out, heaven and earth turned gray, as if all color had been stripped away, and along with the colors, the movement of every living thing in the surroundings faded.

The Dragon Swarm that had been so ferocious a moment ago was instantly transformed into one vivid statue after another—some frozen on the ground mid‑roar, eyes bulging; some in the sky with wings spread, caught in the act of soaring; some with terror locked in their gaze; and some still puzzled as to why their Eyes of Fear had no effect on that tiny but super good‑looking hairless monkey...

The only trace of color left around this Dragon Swarm was Dorothy herself.

Like this, the entire Dragon Swarm was swept up in one go, just like insects sealed in Amber.

Meanwhile, the sisters who had just hurried over from a hundred miles away were not affected; one after another, they turned their eyes toward that region that had already fallen into black and white.

Time Magic, huh.

Even though the sisters were all prodigies in their respective fields, not a single one among them had Talent in the Space-Time domain.

Space-Time is king, Fate is sovereign.

Even though Sophia possessed a Power of Fate that could be called supreme, that didn’t stop her from feeling a twinge of envy toward the Power of Space-Time.

After all, the Power of Space-Time is just ridiculously convenient and easy to use.

And as Euphilia watched this invincible scene her daughter was putting on, the corners of her lips lifted ever so slightly, unable to hide her pride.

Mm, that’s my daughter—Great Dragon, hands on hips.jpg

On the surface, Mother Dragon looked stern and impassive, but inside her heart she was already spamming reaction memes.

Honestly, who here isn’t still a maiden at heart?

Standing beside Mother Dragon, Mavis’s expression was gradually turning to shock.

It wasn’t that she found it surprising that the young lady could use Time Stop; she’d heard about that long ago. The Grand Inquisitor Clown’s signature abilities, aside from that Martial God‑tier brute force, were precisely this Power of Space-Time.

She herself had actually been torn over whether to give the young lady a bit of guidance in Time Magic, but because of her complicated feelings, she’d never made a move.

But that had only been hearsay before; this was her first time seeing the young lady’s Time Stop with her own eyes.

She had to admit, the mastery of this Magic was flawless. At such a young age, she was already instant‑casting a Forbidden Curse like this; by the looks of it, her proficiency had reached Saint Level. It was truly remarkable.

Back then, when Mavis herself was hailed as a once‑in‑ten‑thousand‑years genius of Time Magic, she had only just learned this Forbidden Curse at sixteen—and her mastery back then couldn’t even compare.

Worthy of being Senior Ya Euphilia’s daughter; she’s got the same flair her mother had in those days.

Only, that wasn’t the reason Mavis was shocked. What really stunned her was...

"Why does the young lady’s Time Stop look so familiar? Why does it look so much like my own exclusive secret technique?"

Mavis was thinking this to herself, half‑terrified.

By now, witches’ Magic has developed into something very mature and complex. Even for the very same spell, there are many different Schools—like how a thousand readers will have a thousand Hamlets, different witches all have their own interpretations of the same Magic.

Although the effects may look similar once the Magic is cast, a master specialized in that particular path can take one look and see which School a spell belongs to.

Mavis was, of course, a master of Time Magic, yet right now she found herself starting to doubt her own eyes.

Because no matter how she looked at it, the young lady’s Time Stop was straight‑up the Mavis School. There’s no way she could fail to recognize a School she herself founded.

But the problem is, when did I ever teach the young lady? How could I not know about this?

Did I lose my memory at some point? Or did the young lady learn it from someone else?

But I’ve never taken a disciple. My School demands insanely high Talent and comprehension; I’ve never managed to find an heir worthy to inherit it...

At this moment, the Time Dragon Witch’s heart was in turmoil.

Magic lineage is a major matter for any witch; that’s also why the master–disciple relationship is so important in the Witch World.

Material inheritance might be squandered within a few generations, but the inheritance of a Magic School can endure for thousands of years.

Back then, Senior Euphilia dreamed of having a child not just to hand down her worldly estate, but also so that her Combat Magic School could be inherited.

Mavis, in truth, had also been searching for a suitable heir to her School. She was still young and not in any rush about it, but the thought had always been there.

And now, the most perfect candidate seemed to have appeared.

No matter how Mavis wracked her brain, she couldn’t figure out where the young lady had learned her School, but one thing was certain—it wasn’t taught by her.

Yet even without her personal instruction, the young lady had mastered it to this level. That alone proved just how terrifyingly high the girl’s Talent and comprehension were.

With potential like this, any master would be unable to sit still after seeing her. And Mavis, for one, was finding it very hard to restrain her excitement.

Only—why does it have to be the young lady, of all people?

The Time Dragon Witch looked at the young lady, who was ruling over the entire Chicken Snake Dragon Group with an invincible bearing, and her gaze grew even more complicated.

Admiration, regret, dislike, jealousy, and then admiration all over again...

How is it that the heir I’ve been waiting for all this time turns out to be her?

In the end, a thousand words and ten thousand feelings collapsed into a single sigh.

𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

At the center of the Dragon Swarm, Dorothy naturally had no idea what everyone outside was thinking. Right now, she was pondering how exactly she should deal with this Dragon Swarm.

"We came here to hunt in the first place, didn’t we? Of course we slaughter them and take the eyes directly."

The Fairy King stated this with complete matter‑of‑fact confidence.

After all, she was the Incarnation of Dorothy’s Martial Soul and Dragon Nature; the law of the weak being prey to the strong was the most natural Law of all.