Otaku Witch

"Ah, that was quick, wasn't it?"

It hadn't even been thirty seconds since Dorothy had issued the summons yet, looking at the crowd that was already seated en masse below, the Homebody Witch scratched her head, astonished by the efficiency of these judges.

Seeing those thousands of eyes, sleepy with an early rise, all fixed on her, Dorothy couldn't help but shiver with a sense of guilt, but she quickly perked up again, unapologetically returning their stares.

Now she was a leader, after all. She hadn't even started her new role with a bang—how could she show weakness?

Moreover, she wasn't idly summoning everyone for fun in the middle of the night; there was a genuine need for this summons.

Thereupon, the Homebody Witch gathered her courage and then spoke with feigned calmness.

"Good evening, everyone. I am the new Grand Inquisitor at the Witch Academy, the Clown. Please take good care of me in the future."

Dorothy herself detested leaders who started their tenure with endless platitudes, and she figured everyone else felt the same, so after a brief introduction, she quickly got to the point.

"The reason I've urgently summoned you all tonight is due to a sudden mission. Tomorrow morning at eight, we'll need everyone to assemble at the Witch Academy. We are launching a surprise investigation on the Angel Witch's residence. This is a top-secret mission, and it's of high priority. Please make thorough preparations when you go back."

The Homebody Witch said as much.

Although Mother Superior had warned her not to meddle with the affairs of the Lord of Glory last night, she also mentioned that the Angel Witches were fair game. So, Dorothy felt no need to hold back—unclaimed merit should not be wasted.

She was quite certain that most of the Angel Witches from the Holy Child Sect were likely problematic, making a surprise inspection almost guaranteed to catch them.

However...

Dorothy glanced at the Traveler below with the bird mask, unsure if Miss Vice President might alert the Angel Witches. If the other party was already prepared, their investigation could turn out to be fruitless.

On the other hand, Vice President Ivette noticed Lord Clown's gaze and, recalling the secret mission just mentioned, her face turned pale, realizing something.

This task couldn't be a raid on her home, could it?

Upon this realization, Ivette's mind was thrown into disarray. She instinctively wanted to protest her innocence, to ask Lord Clown about any possible misunderstanding, but when the words reached her lips, she just couldn't speak them.

After all, she had indeed discovered issues with herself last night. If not for Lord Clown giving her a chance, she would have been at the Torture Department undergoing interrogation right now. How could she, a sinner, claim innocence?

Moreover, Ivette herself rather suspected that there might indeed be a betrayer in her own home.

After all, she had been studying at the Witch Academy all this time, her daily routine cycling strictly between home, school, and the student council. She hadn't met outsiders who could have tampered with her without her knowledge—the most likely suspects were those close to her, undoubtedly her two mothers.

In fact, her mothers didn't even know that Ivette had joined the Judgment Court and become a judge. Her qualifications for the court had been granted by an unmarried Angel Witch teacher who had no children of her own. The teacher had initially planned to give this spot to the president, but apparently, due to some complications with his case, he didn't pass the vetting, so the teacher gave it to her, the Vice President instead.

Except for the teacher and herself, no one else knew about this, not even her two mothers.

Because her mothers were very controlling from a young age, Ivette was almost like a doll in their hands, merely being manipulated by them, and even her joining the student council was because her mothers wanted her to get closer to the president. Ivette had always been angry yet dared not speak out, for she truly had no ability to defy her two mothers.

This time, her sneaking off to join the Judgment Court had already been the biggest adventure in her life behind her mothers' backs.

As a result, this adventure led directly to a catastrophe of having her family's property confiscated.

Although Ivette's relationship with her two mothers was not actually very good—she had always despised their excessive controlling nature—after all, they were family. The thought that her mothers might be captured because of her made her…

Well, she didn't feel too sad, actually.

There was no helping it. Witches, although possessing human nature, had evolved over such a long time they ultimately were not as fragile as humans. Even though her humanity made Ivette feel sad and guilty for causing her mothers harm, the inherited ruthless rationality from the Angel Witch allowed her to think very calmly about the matter.

Without a doubt, she was considering this issue from the perspective of a witch. Moreover, the years of education at the academy had made her very clear about what was right and what was wrong. Naturally, if her mother truly made a mistake, especially one that betrayed the interests of the Witch Clan by colluding with outsiders—one of the gravest offenses—then as a witch, her duty was actually to sever ties with her kin in the name of justice.

At this moment, humanity and reason intertwined in Ivette's heart, leaving her profoundly conflicted. Ultimately, it was her mothers' usual teachings that made her resolve firm.

Well, if humanity and reason clashed, she should choose reason, after all, humanity is fragile and shortsighted. This was what her mothers often taught Ivette, always mentioning how one should prioritize long-term benefits and that any necessary sacrifices for these benefits were warranted.

Before Ivette had not fully understood, but now she felt that she had grasped something.

Well, my mothers, for the greater good of the witch community, please forgive your daughter's lack of filial piety.

After a struggle of thoughts, Miss Vice President made up her mind.

This time, she would lead the charge to confiscate her own family's property.

"No problem, Lord Clown. Everything is quiet in the clan. There are no abnormalities. You can carry on with your activities without worry."

Ivette stood up, speaking with a respectful tone filled with admiration towards the figure reclining on the throne.

Dorothy: "....."

Good grief, Vice President, you're showing commendable filial piety here.

The homebody witch was almost unable to keep her composure; they say both angels and Angel Witches are heartless. It seems it's true. Fortunately, her own roommate was not like this.

And by now, other judges also came to their senses, looking at this newly appointed superior with peculiar eyes.

What an impressive arrival! To target one of the three major Witch families on her first assignment, is she that resolute? Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire

But then again, backed by the Judgment Court, they really weren't afraid. Before, without someone leading them, they wouldn't have thought of it; now that a big boss was steering the trouble, the judges were eager to start.

...with everyone gearing up enthusiastically...