Otaku Witch

Chapter 246 219. Centaur Lady Nina

This must have been the first time Dorothy had ridden a horse in her two lifetimes put together, but she, the homebody witch, didn't feel happy about it. Instead, she blushed shyly and felt utterly lost.

After all, who would have known that her first ride would be on such a beautiful horse?

"Ah, but isn't it said in books that centaurs do not casually let people ride them?"

Dorothy recalled the description from the Otherworldly Races Handbook she had read and thought to herself.

The book stated that centaurs were a proud race, highly valuing knightly honor, and emphasized in bold not to think of riding a centaur upon seeing one, as it was considered very rude. It detailed how centaurs perceived such actions as an insult, especially the females.

Typically, only a partner could touch the back of a female centaur, and if you tried to ride one forcibly, it equated to molestation, with severe consequences.

However, aside from partners, there were other legitimate ways to ride a centaur. The most acceptable method was to become their liege. As centaurs possessed a strong knightly spirit and knights always served a monarch, if you could impress a centaur and gain their voluntary service, congratulations, you had acquired a high-level mount.

For the centaurs, riding by a monarch was not seen as disgraceful but rather as an honor, indicating the trust and esteem of their lord.

All in all, centaurs were quite an interesting race.

In the racial classification of the Witch World, centaurs belonged to the top tier of the Bronze Race. Although not overwhelmingly strong, their spear and archery skills were remarkable. Given their knightly spirit, their loyalty wasn't as exaggerated as the Moon Rabbits', but it was still reliable, making them one of the witches' most common choices for a Servant Army.

Hmm, recruiting a group of centaurs to form a Centaur Cavalry Corps would be quite effective on the battlefield. They were cost-effective, with fast movement speed, decent attack power, and some anti-air capabilities, offering a great value for money.

Dorothy rode on the Centaur Lady's back, curiously glancing over the strong, vibrant blue horse body below her.

With her expert horsemanship developed from playing Horse Girl games in her previous life and the equine appraisal skills learned from books this life, she recognized this was a fine horse, capable of covering great distances effortlessly without even using Magic Power.

For the centaurs, the strength of their horse body also reflected the extent of their Talent. Thus, this Centaur Lady might also be a talent of the Centaur Race. But how did such a talent end up in such a dreary place?

Though she had visited the Talent Market of the Witch World and knew how the otherworldly races were deceived by the witches, Dorothy was still surprised by the Centaur Lady's predicament.

How much suffering must it take for a talent so proud of their knightly spirit to give up their dignity and entertain with their body?

"Hello, Sister Nina..."

"Hey, Sister Nina, why are you personally taking action today? This little cutie is lucky..."

"Hee hee, she looks like a newbie. Sister Nina, you need to teach her what pleasure means..."

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It seemed that this Centaur Lady had quite a status in this establishment; as soon as she entered, many people greeted her enthusiastically, and poor Dorothy on her back was also the subject of their teasing.

Even though Dorothy had opted for a punk girl look instead of her usual ladylike demeanor to avoid drawing attention today, her fake disguise didn't hold up against the real deal. She instantly reverted to her blushing, embarrassed self.

"Move aside, move aside, it's not easy for your big sister to find a little sister to her liking; don't scare her away."

Miss Nina seemed quite accustomed to the teasing and waved off the jeering sisters. She then turned around to comfort the little sister on her back.

"Don't be scared, sis. Don't listen to their nonsense. We're running a legitimate business here, just selling some drinks. We don't engage in shady business, especially since this is the Witch Academy and everyone here is a student."

Having already drawn her into the tavern, Miss Centaur was no longer flirty like she had been outside when pulling in customers. She smiled a neighborly big-sister smile.

"Oh, so it's just drinks. Then that's fine."

Upon hearing this, Dorothy felt a tad disappointed, but she was relieved as well. After all, she wasn't ready to step into the adult world just yet.

Big Sister Centaur then led her to a quiet corner. She seemed to want to help Dorothy down from her back, but the homebody witch felt too embarrassed to be carried like a child and hopped down herself. Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire

"Hehe, are you feeling shy, little sister? That won't do; even witches can get bullied."

Seeing Dorothy's timidness, Miss Nina laughed heartily and took her seat.

Well, thankfully, it's a booth in the Witch World. Although from the outside it looked like a small booth that could only fit four or five people, it turned out to be quite a spacious private room once inside. Even with Miss Centaur's huge frame, there was plenty of room. Miss Nina, with her horse body, lay comfortably on the long sofa before handing over the drinks menu.

"Would you like something to drink?"

It was Dorothy's first time in such a setting, and she sat upright, demurely taking the menu from Miss Centaur, then her eyes widened in shock.

Holy cow, it's so expensive. Are you guys running a robbery here?

The financially challenged homebody witch almost stood up to leave the rip-off establishment. She knew from the fancy decor that it wouldn't be cheap, but this was daylight robbery! She could tolerate a double price, but a glance showed prices five to ten times higher than outside. That was outrageous.

I can't afford this. Can I just drink my own tea?

Dorothy really wanted to pull out her beloved thermos and take a sip of her ginseng and goji berry tea to calm her nerves.

"Hahaha, scared you, didn't I? Don't worry, we're not a scam. The drinks here are specially made by the owner. They're pricier, sure, but the taste is incomparable to ordinary drinks outside. Since it's your first time here and I like you, I'll treat you today. Order whatever you'd like."

Miss Centaur seemed quite aware of her tavern's reputation, and seeing Dorothy startled, she reassured her with a frank smile.

Oh, can I mooch off of this?

Hearing that, the homebody witch suddenly felt wide awake. Her beloved thermos no longer appealed to her, and she quickly took the drinks menu.

"Hmm, I'll have a glass of 'Descent into Night', your signature drink."

Speaking of which, she had just come of age and had never drunk alcohol before. In her past life, he had been a virtuous man who abstained from smoking and drinking since mortal booze was only harmful. Although she had studied bartending while learning culinary arts, she never drank herself. However, alcohol in the Witch World was great stuff; it wouldn't harm the body and could even replenish magic.

Yes, anything that could replenish magic was a good thing.

Dorothy was somewhat excited.

Although she was here to meet someone, the tavern was so big, she didn't know where Professor Ruthfiel was. So, it was better to chat with Miss Nina in front of her first, and when they were more familiar, she could ask Miss Centaur to take her to find the professor. After all, it seemed Miss Centaur held a significant position here.

...The homebody witch waiting for her drink...