Otaku Witch

Chapter 262: 235. Special Training Graduation

It wasn’t particularly difficult to break through from the Peak of Martial Saint to the Martial God Realm, it was just very time-consuming and consumed a lot of mana.

The ethereal Martial Soul needed to manifest in the material world, which required refinement by mana, similar to forging a sword. You would use mana as a hammer to vigorously forge the Martial Soul, this Sword Embryo, and only after thousands of hammerings and hundred refinings could a fine sword be forged.

However, the better the quality of the Sword Embryo, the higher the requirements for the forging skill, and similarly, the better the quality of the Martial Soul, the more mana it would need during the refinement process.

Dorothy’s Fairy King Martial Soul was undoubtedly of the highest grade, not just a King Soul, but also a first-class unyielding Hero’s Soul, equivalent to an exceptional Sword Embryo.

And her mana...

Thirty thousand mana, that mana hammer she formed was probably like an old person’s bamboo back-scratcher.

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Therefore, Dorothy originally thought she would be stuck at the Peak of Martial Saint for a long time, she at least had to wait until she had two hundred thousand mana before she could begin the refinement of her Martial Soul.

And this refining process was expected to take a long time; after all, every hammer blow would cost two hundred thousand mana. After completing a strike, she would need to rest for a while to wait for her mana to recover.

Well, that was the normal expectation, but just yesterday, she experienced the sensation of having unlimited mana for a limited time.

The Martial Soul and the main body shared the mana pool, and while the main body was playing Creation of the World as Moon God, the Fairy King, having nothing better to do, simply started self-refining with some of the residual mana that the main body didn’t need.

It just so happened that the main body had developed a technique of delayed spell-casting, replacing one-time mana consumption with per-second mana consumption, and the Fairy King casually took it for her own use.

She began to layer up mana for a big hammer, and then struck herself with it.

Alas, it’s tough being a Martial Soul these days, especially when saddled with a lay-about as a main body, which meant the Martial Soul had to have a strong sense of self-management.

Eighty strikes of the big hammer, eighty...

The Fairy King lost count of how many times she had called out the number eighty, but as she kept calling out, she completed her self-refinement, and, quite by accident, she advanced to Martial God.

She had intended to show off yesterday, to give a shock to her mother who had been bullying her for a month, only to have the lay-about main body pass on all the triple fatigue value after Creation of the World to her, nearly causing her not to make it through.

But it wasn’t a big problem, today she was determined to return the favor of her mother’s month of harsh training.

Oh Mother, please forgive your daughter’s unfilial act today, Dragon’s Power, come forth.

The Fairy King smiled slyly, feeling that today’s victory was assured.

Inside the Armed Society Colosseum, two figures were colliding at high speed, with the sound of ringing Dragon Roars occasionally filling the air. Ethereal limbs of a Great Dragon such as claws, tails, and heads continuously appeared, but each time the opponent countered with similar techniques.

Hundreds of moves had passed in the blink of an eye, and the two were still evenly matched, much to the delight of the Fairy King.

Ah, it feels exhilarating, after being tormented for a whole month, to finally release pent-up frustration. Who knew how she managed to endure this month, previously unable to withstand more than five moves each time before collapsing.

"Hehe, Mom, you can’t keep up, can you? No one can defeat me in a training match where attributes are matched, no one! Peak Witch, is that all?"

The sky had cleared, the rain stopped, and the Fairy King felt invincible again. She let out a Dragon Roar and spoke proudly.

In response, Euphilia across from her was not upset. Although her daughter was exceptionally arrogant today, a Dragon Witch should be proud, and indeed she had the capital to be so. Among the younger generation of witches, her mastery in the Combat Magic System was second to none.

Clap, clap, clap...

After another bout that ended without a decisive victor, the Dragon Witch stopped and lightly applauded before looking at her daughter across from her with a sense of satisfaction.

"That’s enough, congratulations, you’ve graduated from this special training, my daughter," Euphilia said with mixed emotions.

Initially, she had hoped to use the training as an opportunity to spend a good few years with her daughter, but in just one month, there was hardly anything left to teach. Sometimes, having a daughter who is too outstanding can also be a source of regret.

"Ah this..."

Caught off guard by her mother’s words, the Fairy King momentarily didn’t know how to react.

"No, Mother, I was just saying... I still have so much to learn from you," she hastily interjected.

Even though she had been beaten up every day for a month, it had indeed been the fastest month of growth for her, reminiscent of when she first encountered Senior Mia in a Magic Web Duel. The rate of leveling up was like riding a rocket.

She was thoroughly enjoying it when her mother suddenly told her she had graduated. How could this be acceptable?

Once accustomed to the speed of a rocket, being asked to go back to the slow, turtle-like pace was just not an option.

"Enough, the path after Martial God is one that you must walk alone; any more teaching from me and I’d be doing you a disservice. Your path is ultimately different from mine, unless you’ve changed your mind and are ready to come home with me?"

Seeing her daughter’s reluctant expression, Euphilia felt a slight sense of relief. This little rascal did have some conscience after all, but unfortunately, there was no more she could teach her.

Before reaching Martial God, one can tread in the footsteps of their predecessors, but beyond that, it’s a different story. If you keep following the path of others, you’ll never surpass them. As a god of martial arts, the most correct approach is to forge one’s unique path.

After all, what comes after Martial God is martial arts itself, which is the endpoint of the martial path, the creation of one’s own way.

Euphilia’s own martial arts were domineering. She had once hoped her daughter would inherit them, but her daughter was too talented. She was fully capable of creating her own martial arts, and any further restraint by Euphilia would only harm her.

Alas, a daughter grows up and is not meant to stay by one’s side forever.

"Ah this, never mind, thank you for your teachings, Mother," replied the Fairy King, immediately turning solemn and shaking her head at the mention of returning home to inherit the family business. She really didn’t want to go to the battlefield.

However, this mention did remind her of something, and she quickly waved her hand to set up a Barrier of isolation.

"Mother, I want to go to the Judgment Court," she said after a moment’s hesitation but ultimately with conviction.

At first, Euphilia felt a headache coming on due to her daughter’s apparent disdain for the family business, but she looked up in amazement when she heard this request.

"How did you find out?" asked the Dragon Witch in surprise, though she quickly realized the answer.

"Alright, His Highness told you, didn’t he?"

Remembering her daughter’s intimidating hat, Euphilia came to a realization.

...The Dragon Witch pondering...