"A witch, like a feral cat of a woman."
Looking at the closing summary of the interview, Nightmare’s eyes nearly bulged out.
Rowena, what on earth are you doing? Have you betrayed us, Rowena!
With her keen sense of hearing, she also caught the excited chatter of the registration office staff next door.
"Wow! Finally seeing a real witch!"
"I really want to take her home and keep her."
All this hit Nightmare Witch’s blind spot of knowledge. She held a slice of bread with ham between her fingers, unsure whether to eat it or not. She was used to solving problems with magic and combat rather than facing people’s malicious words.
It was time to remind these ignorant people of the Imperial Capital how terrifying a witch could be!
But before that, she needed to finish her meal... Huh? What recipe was used for this red wine-braised beef? Why did it only make her more and more appetizing? Since it was free, taking another plate shouldn’t break any rules, right?
She heard the chatter next door again.
"Did you see it? Miss Witch gobbling it up, she must have been hungry for a long time, right?"
"After all, most people in many regions have prejudices against them, and their lives are hard."
"Oh my, just like a stray cat!"
Better not take more.
For the sake of the Dream Erosion Elder Council’s reputation, Nightmare dismissed the idea of grabbing another plate of beef stew with long-grain rice.
However, the shocking impact of the Imperial Capital didn’t stop there. As Nightmare continued reading the interview report, she finally understood the true purpose of the "Witch Career Change Registration" detailed plainly by a series of regulations issued by the cabinet.
The qualifications for career change registration were very clear, even for someone like her who had left the Empire for several hundred years could understand at a glance.
"No malicious cases executed within the past 50 years (excluding forced situations)."
"Must hold an open mindset and be proficient in magic, elemental magic, alchemy, magical cartography, and artisan skills preferred."
"If involved in any case, must report to the registration office for review."
"If the review is approved, the ’Witch Career Transition Certification’ will be delivered within three working days."
"The registration office recommends career choices: Astrologer’s Guild, Artisan Association, Alchemy Workshop."
"Additionally, if the registrant has any plans for entrepreneurship or settling down, they can apply for entrepreneurial and housing subsidies from the registration office."
She met all these standards.
With these subsidies, she could easily open a store in the Imperial Capital...
Nightmare shook her head, doubting if she had fallen under an illusionary spell, why was she seriously comparing her qualifications?
She came to the Imperial Capital this time on important instructions from the Elder Council, Lindong and Rowena had been acting without reporting to the organization for so long, it was time to summon them back. The festival of the Evil God was approaching, and Dream Erosion was in need of people, the Elder Council especially required Lindong’s talent. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel※fire.net
The Elder Council unanimously believed that Lindong Witch was undoubtedly the best candidate to participate in the festival, and this would also be greatly beneficial for Lindong.
If she could pass the test of the Evil God, her magic power would further advance, reaching a level that even the Elder Council could not fathom at such a young age.
Recently, some sharp voices within the organization have surfaced, with followers active in the Empire and the capital of the Western Continent, Ophira, suspecting Lindong of betraying the organization and siding with the Empire, causing conflicts with servants in Ophira and Sincaro, disrupting their plans.
Because of this, Flor the Tycoon was also implicated, and the call among Sincaro’s followers to replace the leader has recently grown stronger.
Nightmare Witch scoffed at these sharp voices.
Lindong was a promising young person she had her eyes on, and someone she had brought into Dream Erosion. She saw the fire of hatred burning inside Lindong, such a powerful and gifted person, if she was to blame anyone, it would be the Empire for pushing her into darkness.
How could Lindong and Rowena possibly leave Dream Erosion?
They... just didn’t participate in the organization’s activities.
A gentle voice interrupted her thoughts, and as Nightmare looked up, she saw a figure wrapped entirely in white bandages, with only the left eye exposed, maneuvering an electric wheelchair towards her.
The way the magic power fluctuated was peculiar, as if she was facing not a living person but a puppet controlled by magic. The man just sat in the wheelchair, appearing inconvenient in movement, but Nightmare dared not underestimate him. This was definitely the most challenging person she had encountered since arriving in the Empire.
Shadows swirled at her feet, readying for combat.
Only a Saint could make her feel this way, and the other even directly called her name.
What was meant to come would inevitably come.
At least, she finally encountered someone who could recognize her.
The man noticed the shadows swirling at Nightmare’s feet and proactively explained, "Don’t be nervous, Miss Nightmare, I mean no harm. Let me introduce myself. I am Palansi from the department known as ’Root’. This department was established to ensure the Empire’s enduring existence."
With that, Palansi nonchalantly placed a Little Octopus in front of Nightmare.
From the very moment Nightmare broke into the Imperial Capital, he had sensed the presence of this witch, undoubtedly a potential threat to the Imperial Capital.
Nightmare is a bona fide witch, the daughter of an alchemist, who has been obsessively fixated on immortality since childhood, even going so far as to sell her soul to the Evil God Bajatos.