Otaku Witch-Chapter 1006 - 607. Light of Justice_2

Chapter 1006: 607. Light of Justice_2

“Such weak conviction doesn’t measure up to the realm of ‘Without Thought or Desire,’ Sword God? It’s just showmanship.”

Dorothy remarked.

Then, feeling somewhat bored, she sheathed her Demon Blade, losing interest.

“Forget it, let’s not fight anymore, fighting you is dull. I thought the only Sword Masters present were you and me, but now it seems I overestimated. You’re just like the others, trash, but just a piece of trash with an exquisite appearance.”

The Homebody Witch in her Fairy King state was truly somewhat endlessly arrogant.

However, though her words were blunt and a bit arrogant, sounding rather unpleasant, everything she said was indeed the truth.

For a highly skilled Martial Artist, the clash of swords and the meeting of fists are the best forms of communication, far more effective than inefficient and pale words.

After all, words can deceive, but Martial Arts and Martial Souls are hard to fake.

The collision between the sword and club just now was enough for Dorothy to understand Miss Fiendish Courtesan’s heart, and thus the Fairy King felt a little bored.

Miss Martial Soul wanted an exhilarating duel between Sword Masters, not this half-hearted ideology.

The empty determination from the opponent wasn’t worthy of her unsheathing her sword.

Fighting such an opponent wasn’t enjoyable, and since it wasn’t enjoyable, there was no point in competing.

Following this ideology, the dejected Fairy King stomped back, and the Homebody Witch, who was enjoying the spectacle in the Spirit World, had no choice but to return unwillingly.

She glanced at the dazed Fiendish Courtesan, fooled by Little Four’s mouth cannon, and couldn’t help but feel speechless about “her” straightforwardness.

“Can’t you speak a bit more tactfully?”

Dorothy said to Little Four, but the Fairy King couldn’t be bothered with her, seeming truly disappointed with the Martial Soul Incarnation this time.

Fine.

The Homebody Witch was a bit helpless, not being a pure Martial Artist, she didn’t quite understand the pride of these martial people.

She looked at the Fiendish Courtesan on the opposite side, deeply affected by the mouth cannon, with evident turmoil in her eyes, pondering how to manage this situation.

….

On the other hand, Ibuki Yuuki was indeed very shaken inside.

Although as a Peak Witch, being toppled by the mouth cannon of a little witch was indeed humiliating, Miss Oiran felt helpless, as every word just now hit her inner weakness precisely.

The words felt like an impenetrable mind-reading attack.

“Can someone really understand the human heart through a duel? That’s nonsense, I always thought it was just a legend.”

Ibuki Yuuki looked down at the Wolf Fang Club in her hand, thinking.

There were indeed legends in Japan’s history of Sword Masters communicating heart-to-heart with swords, but after she reached the level of a Sword Master, she didn’t possess such an ability, so she regarded it as legend.

But now, the plot of this legend happened to her, with a brief exchange, the opponent saw through her completely.

So the legend wasn’t wrong, it was just that I don’t truly qualify as a real Sword Master.

Miss Oiran sighed in her heart, gradually understanding everything.

She recalled the scene when she first held a sword.

….

The girl named Ibuki Yuuki had grown up in this Flower Street; her biological mother was a vine woman kept by Mirage Tower, and also the original Oiran, while her other mother was a once-renowned Great Sword Master of Japan.

The meeting of the two mothers indeed felt like the plot of a roadside tale, with a noble young swordsman with a liking for romance and a pitiful beauty of the Flower Street having a wide gap in status but falling in love at first sight during a chance encounter, leading to a natural mutual understanding and love, and even secretly using a secret technique to conceive a love child.

The offspring of witches are precious, after all, the childbearing secret technique can only be used once or twice in a lifetime by most witches, excessive use can be harmful.

This is especially true for witches of noble birth, as every use of the secret technique relates to the family’s legacy and usually requires careful preparation, it can’t be done casually.

Therefore, unsurprisingly, the family of the swordsman, unaware of the vine woman’s identity, was very upset that their Young Master fell in love with a woman of the limelight, and even more so for having a child with her, feeling it discredited their name, and strongly opposed their union.

However, faced with her family’s opposition, the proud swordsman directly gave up her former status and identity, cutting off ties with the family, and became a Ronin.

Already famous as a Sword Master at that time, she believed she could bring happiness to her lover and child with the sword in her hand.

Thus, they had agreed to elope together, leaving feudal and decayed Japan to start a new life in the broader Witch World.

But….

The real trouble was on the Oiran’s side, as every vine woman actually belonged to someone, being treasures fostered in Flower Street, considered private property.

And now, their treasure was stolen, which was undoubtedly a Great Humiliation to the noble individual behind it.

Previously, the swordsman’s family was prominent, even the person behind her didn’t dare to act rashly, but once the proud swordsman cast aside her protective umbrella, naturally that noble person in the shadows was unceremonious. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

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