The Former Witch Reincarnated as A Village Girl

The witch Shatifar collapsed on the spot as she spit blood out of her mouth.

Dropping her long silver hair and hiding her beauty in a black hat, she looked up at her enemies who were still in front of her without giving her a weak look.

"Let's ask, brave man... why should we [witches] be hunted?

"That's because you are evil. You have heretical powers, you don't belong in the country, you're only a threat to people."

The man, called a brave man to Shatifar's question, answered pale, sticking a sword down her throat. Without rejecting it, Chhattifar loosened his mouth as if he had agreed somewhere after hearing back.

"So, what did you guys see us as evil? A witch attacked a man's city? Did the witch join hands with the demon clan? What did we do?

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No brave man could now answer any further questions. I have lost eyes like I'm stuck in words and shake my sword tip slightly. Seeing it, Shatifar went on to say more.

"Humans viewed us as evil just because we have the power of the unknown. So what about you, brave man? Isn't your power an unknown power again?

"Shut up! I am trusted by people, unlike you. Because I'm the hope!

"That's just a temporary trust. When you're done hunting all the witches... what do people become afraid of next for witches?

Shatifar said so with a grin. Then the eyes of the brave shook wide. As if the path he had been following had suddenly collapsed, he made his body jerk off and unloaded his sword. Shatifar just calmly stares at the brave as he narrows his eyes coldly.

"Awareness brave. Have you seen this world with your own eyes, with your own feet? Was the witch really evil? Were those you slaughtered and defeated truly rebels? I'm not here right now. Are your people really trustworthy?

Fellow brave men who are not here now, they did not enter the witch's hall in Shatifar, but offered to watch outside. The brave man himself had recognized it, and thus boarded himself into the Chatifar Hall on a single ride. Brave men initially thought this was an operation. I thought my people were watching me to keep my enemies from breaking in. But what if it's not?

"I... I..."

"... I'm already gone. If you will, I want you to put up the graves of your compatriots who have been buried..."

Staring at the brave man who makes him wave with a suspicious darkness, Shatifar offered to do so for the last time by suppressing his pierced belly. And when I lowered my head, she quietly took her breath away.

Thus Shatifar, the last of the [seven witches] [witches of wisdom], was buried.

The brave men who finished hunting all the witches and served were praised by the people as heroes. And the brave man was supposed to receive the promised reward and enjoy his life in the king's capital... for whatever reason, the brave man suddenly broke the news one day without telling anyone anything.

Why did the hero disappear in Wangdu? Rumor broke it off, and the brave man became temporarily famous as a disappeared hero. The only one who knows the truth is the brave one. Thus the history of the fierce battle of the brave closed the curtain once.

Then five years went by. The witch hunt and the disappearance of the brave also began to fade people's memories little by little, and the world was peacefully marking its time.

There is a village in the back of the mountain far from the Wang capital. Travelers rarely visit villages isolated from the outside world. The villagers lived quietly there, weighing their own lumps and keeping their eyes out for witches and demons.

There is an unusual girl in the village. Pretty girl with silver hair tied back and crisp eyes. Because he looks harsh from time to time, he is often mistaken for being angry. Her name is Shatia like that.

"Shatia, it's too late. Come into your house."

"Okay. Mother."

The sky began to stain in the sunset, and when Shatia's mother called on her daughter to do so, she replied so in a tone of childlessness.

Looks like an even normal girl. My skirt looks great and I have the ribbon on my head adorably. But the look on her face was so frivolous that she didn't think of it as a child, and her eyes were as clear as if to foresee all things.

"If I chattier already. You always tell me to use more girly language, don't you?

"I'm sorry, Mother. But I'm used to this tone."

Shatia's mother always cautioned her daughter about the tone, but for some reason Shatia's tone didn't fix at all. This kind of thing changes tone, mostly due to influences from around us, but no one hates this strange way of talking around us. Then where did Shatia learn this tone? Shatia's mother questioned that.

"I wonder who he looks like at all..."

Shathia's mother went into the house complaining so bumpy. Shatia followed, but her eyes went to the puddle on the side of the road. I guess it accumulated last night when I got down. Shatia peered into it in the middle of nowhere. Naturally, what you see there is who you are. Pretty girl's face. But Shatia smiled funny when she saw it.

"You're doing great while I'm at it. I didn't expect to be reincarnated into the daughter of a human woman... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Shatia said so as she moved her face to the left and right. No, she is the rebirth of the Shattier Unbehaved, the witch Shattifar.

On her death she activated the reincarnation magic in the course of her research and reincarnated into the daughter of a certain human woman. Reincarnation magic was forbidden and still completely out of control, but Shatifar was a brilliant success. And memories, magic, and witchcraft could be reincarnated into a whole new life form while retaining everything.

"And the brave man is missing... I hope you believed my words, but let's see"

But saying he was reincarnated didn't mean he remembered it from an early age, and Shatia had only recently remembered his memory as a Shatifar. Therefore, there is a blank, and the physical accustom is still not in good shape. And I still couldn't sort out what had happened in the last few years. The brave man is missing. What is his sincerity like? Shatia puts her hand on her chin to enjoy it.

"Well, now we're going to explore what this body can do."

Because of this, I was able to reincarnate into a young, pure body. That is, the magic is also clear, and this period is also the period of best stretch. Once, as a witch of wisdom, she knew all the magic, but this is how Chhatia took her chances to gain a new experience. I have no hands that don't enjoy this.

A witch of wisdom, hailed to perfection, descends into the world with a new body. What does she want with a tireless exploratory mind?

Shatia returned to the house with a sneaky grin.

The next day, Shatia decided to practice magic quickly while her mother was away. No matter how many reincarnated you say, you can't use the specs of a child's body to give birth to power. She decided to try and shoot some magic to see how much she could do right now.

"Hmmm... sounds like lifelong magic can be used"

After floating things, trying to start a fire, and finishing casting some obvious magic, Shatia made sure that the magic was working properly. Apparently, all the magic I remember can be used without imperfections. When she found out about it, Shatia smiled satisfactorily.

If so, the next step is to explore it further. I want to learn magic I never knew in my life. Especially the magic that people use. To do this, Shatia needed to ask for teaching. Because it was called heresy for how many minutes, Shatia is thin on human knowledge. The magic they use on a daily basis is fundamentally different from witch magic. Knowledge is therefore required from others.

"Mother. I want to learn magic"

"... yeah?

After her mother had returned, Shatia asked her to do so quickly. In a childless manner, he said so, as he demanded.

Shatia's mother laughed bitterly as troubled. It's very natural for a child to want to learn magic. But for how many minutes Shatia is still young. At least it is common for children to learn magic after turning six. She was therefore worried about how to answer.

Seriously, it is difficult to draw conclusions because of the cleverness of Shatia. Shatia soon learned the words, and when she could walk, she began to read the book at the same time. To the extent that among the villages is said to be an excellent child. Because my daughter and mother boast of such a chateau, I wanted to fulfill her wishes. And as a result of the inquisition, I decided to hire a tutor.

"Then let's hire a tutor. He used to be a court magician in Wangdu. I'm sure it'll tell you what Shatia wants to know."

"Thank you for that."

There is a magician living in this village. He was once a magician of considerable standing in the Wang capital, but for some reason he began to live in a village around this border. Of course, the villagers accepted him comfortably because of his generosity.

Shatia's mother decided to ask him to do it. If you were a magician in Wang Du, it would also be a good inspiration for Shatia. It was the result of that thought. I presumed that Shathia herself would have been knowledgeable if she had been in the King's Capital, and gave a joyful look. But that wasn't a childish pure grin, and he smiled as if he were happy that his ploy had worked.

Then a few days later, the tutor immediately came to Shatia's house.

He was still a young man with glasses and a bright face. But he grew a mustache, and he seemed to have fallen somewhere. He was a man dressed like a magician for a reason. Yet knowledge is certain. He was treasured by the villagers enough to magically solve problems in the village. Shatia shines her eyes and stares at him.

"Then today I'm going to tutor Shatia. Nice to meet you, Shatia."

"Um, thank you."

Shatia took a dignified attitude, as always, toward the tutor greeting the discipline. But the tutor thought it was a childish reaction the other way around, and it was just a little rash.

The class began immediately. Mostly tutors demonstrate magic, and Shathia casts magic just like it does. It was a repeat of that. And soon, the tutor made his expression look worse.

Shatia's ability to learn is too high.

Once the tutor showed his magic, Shatia quickly made him try to imitate it. Shatia absorbs royal palace magic at incredible speeds when she says that magic can be used at this age. The tutor was letting his hands tremble when he realized it. The genius I admired is right in front of me. I was upset and deserved it.

"Shatia... you've never learned magic before, have you?

"Hmm? Oh, um. Well, you certainly haven't touched magic since you were born."

I didn't go to say that I was learning in my lifetime, and Shatia gave a subtle answer. But because it's not a lie, the tutor will still be convinced that he's a genius. In fact, Chhatia is a genius, and hence a man for whom a witch has served. Instead of being an once-decade genius, he was an once-in-a-century genius.

"Doctor. Is that all the Royal Palace magic you showed me today?

"Huh? Oh... yes, I am"

After the first day of class, in fact, after the tutor had finished teaching everything that could be taught, Shatia asked as she waved her arms. The tutor did not understand the intent of the question and replied with a one-tempo delay.

Shatia thinks. After all, the magic of man and witch is fundamentally different. It's different from what it's made of, so it's probably not strange if the derivatives fit better. Greedy she wanted to explore further.

"Is there any other magic? Royal palace magic means different kinds of other magic."

"Oh. Royal palace magic is a special magic learned by royal palace magicians. There are other general magic used by civilians, ancient magic used by wise men, and so on."

There were various derivations of the passing magic that Shatia imagined. I presume of my own accord that the magic used by witches is also bracketed by names such as witch magic. And I was glad that I still had magic I didn't know.

When I was a witch for a few minutes, I could throw stones even if I wanted to make contact with people. It was in those days that I didn't even want to know. But not now. Now that I am a human being, I can reasonably learn that magic. What a wonderful thing.

"Excellent. I want to learn the magic."

Chatier groaned so potty as she spoke to herself as she put her finger on her mouth. The words had also reached the ears of the tutor, who froze his zokri and spine.

What a greedy girl? In just one day you will learn all the magic of the royal palace, and you will never tire of wanting more magic. It was an act that was never possible in normal spiritual strength. But a girl much younger than herself in front of her can easily say that. I felt a sense of fear through the fright.

"Mother. Château is a wonderful gifted owner. We should definitely send him to the magic school in Wangdu."

"Yeah? So much? But Shatia is only five years old..."

After class, the tutor quickly told Shatia's mother how awesome her daughter was. Sometimes I was excited and it was hard to tell by gestures. Besides, Shatia's mother didn't know so much about magic, so I didn't tell her how awesome it was.

"That kid can see and imitate the royal palace magic I use in just one day...... it's a terrible talent. I'm sure she'll be a great guide to history in the future."

That much said, the blunt mother also understood the awesomeness of Shatia on the boulder. And at the same time, I feared. Will I ever be able to raise my daughter that talented? Should we let him go to a more suitable facility? I accidentally questioned that.

In the end, the tutor taught everything he could, so the magic class ended only on the first day. Still, at Château's request, the classes were to be continued and non-magical knowledge was to be studied.

Kuku, a magical guide is still a worthy game to explore.

After the tutor left, one person in the room, Chhatia, muttered that word.

Repeat holding or letting go of your hand to ascertain the magical feeling of today. And I felt a definite fullness, and she fell asleep in bed satisfied.