The Former Witch Reincarnated as A Village Girl

Vezar, the wise man, was walking on a windy cliff rocking his own feathery robe. Walking straight along a cliff slice with only a few centimeters, he moves forward. There was no stray in his eyes, no fear, and he was pushing with a strong will. Then a breeze rolled up. Vezar shakes his body slightly and clings to the cliff. And when he looked up at the heavens, he saw the sky covered with its clouds and opened his eyes.

"Also... has history moved one"

Close your eyes so that you understand something. Vezar squeaks so.

He did feel it now. Moments of great power swinging. Either that's the birth of something, or it's extinct, and it doesn't turn into a big event either way. Major events affect the world. What kind of strange world does this event live up to? Vezar touched his beard with an anxious look on his face.

"The world is still shaking. Since the witches died, humans have expanded their territory and the demons have begun to move vigorously... and the world will perish as it is."

Anxiously, that's what Vezar says as he truly fears. My own arm, touching my beard, was trembling and I hadn't even noticed it in person.

The wise man has the ability to feel a great event, and this phenomenon originally existed for a long time. I used to only have this phenomenon a few times a year or so, but it's been happening here a few times a month lately. There are too many anomalies.

"People are swallowed up in contention because of the imbalance... they don't realize it. That we are on the path of ruin."

When people are obsessed with something, they have no idea what they're doing. Such a feeling to suddenly wake up sane along the way after concentrating and pushing your nerves through the outline. That's what the feud is about. They don't notice. If you hurt someone else, you can hurt yourself. When you put your sword up to someone else, you don't realize that your body has a sword stuck in it either. And when we finally understand it, it's too late.

"Soon the dragon will wake up... hopefully by then, in time"

Vezar shrugged about his temper and looked up to heaven again. As always, it is covered with clouds and does not shed light. It's almost raining. We have to hurry. Vezar wore the hood deep and walked out again.

The resurrection of the witch that was in the prophecy, and the awakening of the dragon that is prescribed by fate… are events that can never be ignored. Therefore Vezar the Wise keeps going. To save the world.

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"Shathia, the King's Landing is here."

He piloted the carriage while holding the reins, and the tutor told Shathia, who was inside the car, pointing to the King's Capital, who had come in sight. Shatia then drooled her own tied hair in front of her face with a seemingly careless look on her face, waking up with a tired look on her face. That obviously doesn't look like the usual chattier.

As a matter of fact, after leaving the village, Shatia fell ill as soon as she boarded the carriage she borrowed in the city along the way. Apparently, she had been hit by the wagon shake, and now she seemed scattered from time to time to block her mouth with her hands and let her face bow.

Shathia moved her own heavy head and saw the king's capital through the window. Huge city. Its huge city, which runs to the horizon, is surrounded by walls and dominates its continent. In the center we see a castle-like object, presumably that is the castle inhabited by the kings of men. It's really spectacular, Shatia said.

"I totally forgot... that you don't like my ride"

"Ahaha, well, I can't help it. If you've been rocked by a carriage for two days, you'll be sick."

Shatia told him to repent so as he retracted the hair he hung on his face.

Actually, Shatia is not a good rider. When I was a witch for a few minutes, I didn't get to ride that far, so I completely forgot.

The tutor took out a bag with water while he got the reins and handed it to Shathia. Shatia included water in her mouth thanking her for receiving it.

The carriage slowly lowered down the hill and as it approached the wall it went towards one gate. Only there was the building like a fort, and on the wall stood a gatekeeper. As the tutor approached the distance until his voice reached him, he stood up and spoke to the gatekeeper. Soon afterwards, the gatekeeper opened the gate for me. Shatia took it upon herself to think that she might know each other because she was having a conversation that seemed familiar.

The gate opened, and Shathiah finally stepped into the king's capital. I'm falling asleep in the carriage, to be exact, but it doesn't change what I'm in. Outside the window was a vibrant looking town, with occasional healthy children running around. Everyone has a bright face. There were also merchant-like people and traveler-dressed people walking. Shatia wanted to observe it, but because she wasn't feeling very well for a few minutes, she could only look at the view while falling asleep.

Eventually, the carriage finally stopped and Shatia and the tutor reached the back of an unpopular city. The space housed a huge mansion, and Shatia looked up at it and zeroed her breath.

"Okay, here we are. This is my villa. Hey, long time no see."

"... that's a lot bigger"

"Well, I had a cup of money at the time. But I don't have a servant or anything, and it'll be dusty, but be patient."

The tutor said so nostalgically as he stretched out his arms. From the chateau, I became obsessed and when I read, I stopped cleaning for a week or so. Instead, I was used to such a space and calmed down.

The mansion where Shatia will be taken care of until she takes the exam, she slept here tonight and was scheduled to take the exam tomorrow. As she had spent all her time in the village, Shatia felt a little nervous when she saw the huge mansion.

Once inside the mansion there was a spiral staircase leading upstairs. All decorated with knights' armor and uncertain ornaments, the walls were hung with paintings. Shatia looked at them and realized once again how amazing it was to be a royal magician. However, I didn't understand decorating meaningless ornaments.

"The exam is tomorrow. I can only follow along the way, okay?

"Oh, no problem. The map I just received gives me a general idea of the structure of the King's capital."

That's how the tutor who was organizing the baggage he brought around the room by spreading it to his desk called out. Since the matter had already been heard, Shathia replied with a tonne of fingers on her head and said that there was no problem.

Already in her head, she remembered the map of the King's Capital she had seen in the carriage, and there was nothing wrong with her actions by herself. Therefore she has no anxiety whatsoever.

"You can use this mansion as you like. Oh, yeah. Why don't you come see me in the city after this?

"Hmm... that's a great opportunity to observe the human city indeed"

Shatia shrugged so that she could not hear her hands on the tutor's suggestion.

Originally, her purpose was to know all the magic, but that doesn't mean she's not interested in human life at all. Some things can be gained by observing the life of the city, and you may be able to learn magic with some kind of clap. Shathia decided that she would not miss this opportunity in any case.

Chattier can solve things easily, even if something happens to her. It was because of that trust that the tutor safely sent Shatia out to the city alone.

Shatia was not anxious at all, either, and he explored the city following the map he remembered in his head. First, I decided to take a look at the magic school I plan to go to tomorrow. A school as large as a castle was built in that space covered by a fence, and a huge clock of magic formations moved the needle as it leaked particles of magic.

"That's a lot of flashy magic. Who the hell is chanting? No way, perpetual magic? Then how do you supply magic..."

Look at that magic clock. Shatia is alone in her thoughts. I was just excited about the magic I saw for the first time, and she soon immersed herself in her world. But I can hear the child from the side. Shatia stopped thinking once and turned her consciousness to you.

There was a figure of the boys surrounding the little, seemingly weak girl. It is presumed that he is a student of the School of Magic because he is in uniform. And Shatia thought about about the same age from the outfit, and now she worried her head about what was going on.

"Lika's a really pathetic guy."

"Why did you let me into school when you're such a slump?

The boys were surrounded by a girl called Liica with a grin to make some little fool of herself.

A grown-up girl with creamy soft looking slightly habitual hair stretched to her shoulders and green eyes. Overall, he was skinny and had white, thin hands and feet that were likely to break if he gripped them.

"Ugh..."

"Say something. What do you want me to tell you? the magical way."

A girl named Lika was silent, grabbing the other arm with her hand and trying to protect herself without being able to argue. The sound kids laughed at Kerakera and said that when one came out a step ahead. A sphere of flame emerges from it when you wave up your arms and open your hands. It's a very small sphere, but of course it's not dangerous because it's burning. The boy slowly moved it closer to Lika. She shuddered her shoulders like she was frightened and wouldn't move off the spot like she was hardened.

Shathia had no choice but to break into the scene of the abuse. I want to avoid as many problems as I can because I have exams tomorrow, but that's why I can't miss a scene like this. Shatia walked over to them according to her conscience and crushed it as it was when she reached for the flame the boy had.

"You haven't made it at all. The construction of the surgical ceremony is too sweet. The magic is unstable because I also skipped chanting. This dangerous stuff doesn't get anywhere near people, does it?

"... eh!?

The boys were stunned in two ways. One was that Shatia suddenly appeared, and the other was that the sphere of flame was crushed.

Not to extinguish it with water magic or to offset it with the same flaming magic, but Shatia crushed the flame with her hands so that nothing happened. From Shathia, he simply wiped out his magic with an overwhelming magic difference, but from the boys who didn't know about it, he was perceived as having taken a different means, leaving Shathia to be vigilant.

"So, who are you!? Are you a friend of Lika......?!

The boy barely asked Shatia that out loud. He seems alert, and as always, he stays at a distance from Shatia. Shatia had nothing to worry about, and tilted her neck when she stood in front of Lika.

"No, it's just passing. I saw the scene of the abuse, so I just let him talk a little bit."

"I don't want to abuse you! I just taught Lika some magic!

"Ho..."

In response to the boy's objection, Shatia returned the words by leaning her neck again in the opposite direction. Those eyes were cold somewhere, sending a rare glance from Chateau to scorn the boy somewhere.

Is that what I teach you magic for? If you show unstable magic at close range, and some clap of magic erupts, you can have a wound that stays on a girl's face for life... you call that an education?

Shatia said that to the boys in a sharp tone. Obviously it wasn't like the usual chattier, and the voice was mixed with anger. The boys clench their teeth in regret without being able to argue, clenching their fists.

This time, Shatia was angry that the boy had exercised his magic without even thinking about it. Inherently magic is a special force, a dangerous ability that cannot be used without solid technology. That's why Shatia didn't teach Moffy so deeply when she taught her magic, and she didn't want her to be in danger. I ended up entrusting the magic book.

If this time the boy made a mistake and made the output stronger and increased the flame, Lycra's face would have been burned. If magic had erupted, there would have been an explosion, albeit small, and the boys would not have just been sorry. There's such a danger, magically.

"Gu... ku, remember...!!

In the end, the boys were awkward and dispersed from the scene without being able to say anything back. Shatia sighed small as she was a funny person inside, leaving the discarding dialogue as well.

"Absolutely, why don't you apologize? Young people aren't being polite these days..."

"... oh, that"

Forgetting that he was also a young man, Shatia leaked those words. I wanted to force him to apologize for not putting his head on the floor if he could, but Shatia missed them thinking it would be a problem if he did that. And looking back at Lika, she was looking at Shatia with Mojimoji and her fingers crouched.

"Thanks for your help... er..."

"It's Shatia. Nothing to worry about. It just took me a while."

Is she familiar, or is she originally of that character, she bowed and thanked Shatia as she shyly lowered her face. Punch her shoulder with a pong and tell Shathia not to worry too. Lika's shoulder trembled slightly, but still gave her another thank you and a soothing look.

"Oh, you know, Shatia, you too...... school kid?

"No, not yet. Lika looks like a student at school. Why were you being abused?

To Lika's question, Shatia only gave a one-off denial, and vice versa.

Because I was able to meet with the students at the school, I want to gather a lot of information anyway. He hadn't noticed, but Shatia's eyes were gleaming suspiciously. Lika shrugged her shoulder like she was just a little scared.

"I, uh... I'm not very good at magic. So we can't get along..."

Liika spoke little by little as she leaned her face down like she couldn't tell.

Anything. Lika doesn't seem to be very good at magic, even though she's at magic school, and she can't get used to it in her class because of the fallout. And like earlier, if I could find him on the way home, he seemed to be playing with what could be termed abuse.

Because magic schools are judged through exams, they should be able to use the least amount of magic at once, but I still wonder whether Lycra is abused at a very high school level or if Lycra just doesn't fit. Even here, Shatia felt that human society was reluctant to weigh these kinds of collectivities.

"Hahaha, that's a tricky thing. If you're not good at magic at magic school, you'll certainly hate it."

"Ugh... you don't have to say that to a direct ball..."

Shatia laughed and said so because she couldn't help but say it in the dark.

Absolutely no abuse, but some parts still seem to have no choice. There's nothing I can do. Even witches, no matter how friendly they tried to treat humans, eventually died of betrayal. There are walls in the world that we can never handle. However, that's where the problem comes from… it's important to know how to deal with the wall afterwards.

Emerald tried to break that wall with revenge. It is the most abominable way for Shatia to dislike it. But it's not completely deniable. There are parts of Emerald's feelings that I can understand. In the end, it's up to each person to act.

Lika is in exactly that state now, too. Do you rebel against it while being abused, or do you accept and explore your new self? It is Lika's will to take whatever means are available. At least that's what Shatia thought.

"I don't have a choice. There's nothing the world can do about it. It's after that that that matters. People just have to try to get through what they want to do. Do you have Lika? What I want to do."

"... my, what I want to do..."

I don't know if it was Lika's will to enroll in the School of Magic, but she still remains in this school. Then Shatia guessed that she had some purpose. The future should have the purpose of being a dream like wanting to be a royal magician or a wise man. People don't rot as long as they're aiming for it.

Shatia gave no further advice. I guess I just don't care where someone I just met today told me I was a mess. Only give minimal advice and later make him respect his will. That's all I need, Shathia decided.

"Well, now I am. See you soon, Lika."

"What... oh, yeah... close?

Shatia walked away from the spot as she stepped down her hand. Lika also waved off, but leaned her neck as she said the words herself, worried about Shatia's last words.