The Fairy King gave it some thought, then spoke.
Sharing little secrets with each other can effectively close the gap between two parties.
"About to hit the market? Uh, could it be that you know the mysterious Witch of the Forest?"
Miss Wendigo was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes sparkled with excitement as she eagerly asked.
"Of course, she and I are the closest of friends, so close we could share the same Witch's Robe,"
Home Martial Soul said, blinking her eyes.
She, like her true self, never lies.
"Could you tell me what kind of person Lady Witch is?"
Miss Wendigo eagerly asked, the tall Demon Princess being as excited as a fanatical star-chaser, slightly losing control of her emotions.
There was no helping it; her most admired was the young Spell Master, a true mystery who achieved countless glories purely through her own ability and talent, independent of status or position. If only she could be as formidable as Lady Witch, others would think of her as something more than just the label of the Devil King's young daughter.
You must know that in the recent Magic Network survey on who is the most popular in the Witch World, this young Spell Master ranked fourth, just behind The Third King.
"That's a secret, I can't say, I can't say,"
However, the Fairy King just smiled in response to the fervent admiration of her own fan, then raised her index finger to her lips and said so.
A woman with secrets is more charming.
Beneath her mask, Home Martial Soul offered a mischievous smile.
"Alright, Miss Wendigo, can you tell me now what the taste of Original Sin is? My dear friend has been lacking some inspiration lately, and if you could describe the taste of Original Sin to me, perhaps my conveyance might inspire her to think of some new Spells,"
She tempted skillfully.
Yes, just like a cunning Demon laying a trap for her prey.
However, the Demon Princess across from her had no sense of caution. Overcome with immense surprise, and the thought of possibly offering inspiration to the great Lady Witch made Wendigo feel incredibly honored. Her heart swelled with happiness, and right now, she wished nothing more than to spill everything she knew about the Power of Original Sin.
"Miss Clown, I really want to tell you the answer, but this sensory ability towards the Power of Original Sin is unique to Demon Witches, and I don't know how to describe it. Plus, the taste of Original Sin is also related to the method of reaping; these are difficult to articulate,"
Wendigo scratched her head, feeling a little ashamed. The chance to help her idol was right before her eyes, yet she seemed unable to seize it, which was truly frustrating.
"No worries, if it's hard to describe, then let's put it into practice,"
The Fairy King said, eager to try.
"Uh, but you are the dragon... "
Wendigo began to question, but then to her astonishment, she sensed a familiar aura emanating from the Witch in front of her.
That was the Qi of her Mother Superior, the Devil King.
"Well, when necessary, I'm not averse to being a Demon Witch for a bit,"
the Second-Generation Demon King said with a smile.
This is the Witch World, a world flourishing with Magic, where changing Races is a mere matter of having a slight understanding of Transforming Art plus a sufficient medium.
...Home Martial Soul transforming...