Otaku Witch-Chapter 1009 - 608. Screen Peeking_2

Chapter 1009: 608. Screen Peeking_2

Ahead, sensing her two apprentices still lingering on Flower Street, Spider Teacher turned around and called.

“Ah this… coming, coming.”

The previously excited Homebody Witch frowned slightly at the teacher who ignored the atmosphere, but she still tagged along, pulling the hand of the little junior sister beside her.

Ambitions and such should be set aside for now; after all, one needs to make a living, right? Now she had another future-leading responsibility in Demon Sword Princess to support, putting more strain on the household meals. She hoped the teacher wasn’t exaggerating when she said finishing this job would secure food for hundreds of years.

As for the rising undercurrents in Japan, what business was it of a little witch like her? She had already found an agent for the Judgment Order, and now she was free to focus on learning the proper ash battle techniques. A bright and infinite financial tycoon’s future awaited her.

……..

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Mirage Tower…

The guests had already left, but Ibuki Yuuki, the host, was still sitting at the main seat.

Miss Oiran was looking complicatedly at a token in front of her, which she had placed in a very expensive high-class wooden box, lined with the highest grade silk inside, fearing any accidental scratch or bump on this token.

Although Ibuki Yuuki actually understood that the toughness of this Silver Dragon Medal far exceeded her imagination, even if she—a well-known evil spirit witch famous for her brute strength—were to grasp it with full force, it would still leave no trace on the token.

After all, this thing was originally one of the strongest magic tools in the Witch World, the core foundation of the most feared law enforcement department, the Judgment Court, and a symbol of the will of The Third King.

“What was that guy thinking? Is this something that can be casually lent to others? Does the Judgment Court still have any rules?”

After staring at the medal for a while, the Fiendish Courtesan irritably scratched her head.

By now, the hairstyle that had been decorated with various hairpieces during the day, resembling a peacock fanning its tail, had been haphazardly undone. The jet-black strands of her hair, like raven feathers, fell down like a waterfall once freed.

Her hair was extremely long and even when fully let down, it still lay on the ground with some excess, resembling the long-haired princess from a fairy tale, but a black-haired version.

Ibuki Yuuki usually cherished her long hair greatly, and whenever free, she would patiently groom and care for it. However, at this moment, Miss Oiran wasn’t in the mood, so the beautiful locks just hung loosely, covering the tatami floor behind her like a black silk cape.

She had been pondering for several hours without figuring out why that mysterious little fellow “lent” her this token.

Were the two of them so familiar?

Did they not just meet today, and they didn’t even know each other’s names?

How could that guy confidently hand over such an important thing to someone he just met, not fearing she might run away with the token?

This thing should be like the special magic wand of the guard witches (akin to a police firearm), losing it would cause serious problems, lead to disciplinary action, and potentially even cost someone their job.

In any case, Ibuki Yuuki didn’t quite understand.

However, she also felt delighted by the presence of the token before her because it finally offered the chance to fulfill her long-held wish.

This was the token of the Grand Inquisitor of the Judgment Court, symbolizing the court’s gaze had turned to the secluded Japan, and that gaze to some extent also represented the will of The Third King.

This was fantastic; as long as the Judgment Court was coming, the clear blue sky of Japan would have order, and those scheming in the shadows would finally face reckoning. They should be dragged into the light, judged by the righteous light of justice.

Just thinking about it greatly excited the Fiendish Courtesan.

Why had she worked so hard to set things up for so long?

Wasn’t it to create big news, news so impactful that Japan couldn’t suppress it, thereby attracting the attention of the Council of Sages and even The Third King, to bring external forces into the island and use them to cleanse those in the shadows?

But now, an easier and more direct path lay before her.

No need to plot, no need to cause disturbances, she could report directly, call for enforcement, and what she’d call would be more efficient and decisive than any action by the Council of Sages—the hunting dogs of The Third King…

Over the years, Ibuki Yuuki had collected plenty of “good stuff,” and once exposed, it would undoubtedly cause an earthquake throughout Japan. She had struggled with reporting channels, but now, her chance had arrived.

However, at the same time, Ibuki Yuuki was also unsure of the Judgment Court’s stance.

Though it was said that the Judgment Court loathed evil and fought against all wrongdoings, could such a portrayal be trusted? One must know, the Guard Bureau of Japan had a similar slogan, yet in reality, those guard witches, off duty, frequently visited her Flower Street as regular patrons.

Would the formal powers truly take action against Japan based on her so-called “evidence”? It was known that Japan held a very special status, with “Immortals” residing on the island; taking action against Japan could mean offending the “Immortals”.

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