As for the request for an autograph from the Werewolf Young Lady, the Wild Hunt Witch responded politely, but this ti it was just business-like courtesy, far less enthusiastic than she had been with Alice.
After all, who isn't a young lady themselves?
The Werewolf Witch is indeed formidable, with considerable influence in Night City, but the Esdeath Household is also a prestigious noble family, and the illustrious reputation of the Wild Hunt Legion is not much inferior to that of the Night Watchers. Her status is not lower than Cassandra's, so there's really no need to go overboard with flattery.
Moreover, she's not the type to enjoy social niceties at banquets and the like; she finds such hypocritical pleasantries quite distasteful, which is how she earned the title of Snow Queen.
She's famously known as the ice-cold beauty who keeps strangers at bay.
As for her enthusiasm for Lord Clown...
How can it be the sa? Lord Clown is my idol; if anyone else could accomplish an Eleven-Ring Forbidden Curse like Lord Clown in a few minutes, I'd surely be enthusiastic about them, too.
Ard Witches typically judge by skill rather than status.
Opposite her, the socially adept Cassandra keenly sensed the ice beauty's detachnt toward her, yet she wasn't upset.
There's really no reason to be angry; after all, this distance is precisely the normal stance of this proud ice beauty, Miss Sharon. Just now, her warmth toward Miss Dorothy even raised Cassandra's suspicion that this Duel Star had been possessed and controlled.
All in all, her curiosity about this young lady full of secrets was even more piqued.
Of course, Dorothy completely failed to understand the complex interactions between these witches in such a short ti, after all, what could a hobody with low emotional intelligence comprehend, unless she were to cheat using the Lover's Curse to view favorability levels?
She simply saw Sharon finish signing and beckoned her to co closer.
"My lord, do you have any other instructions?"
Seeing this, the Wild Hunt Witch abandoned all courtesy with Cassandra, promptly jogging to her boss's side and eagerly asking.
Well, Lord Clown wouldn't have summoned her just for a few autographs; surely her lord has a purpose in mind.
Regarding this, the Werewolf Young Lady remained silent.
Though it might sound impolite to say, she suddenly felt as if this ice-cold beauty seed like close family, where's the ice here? Her dog ears and tail were practically popping out.
She soon curiously watched Dorothy, wanting to see what the two of them would do.
But then she saw the young lady extend a finger, lightly touching the Wild Hunt Witch's forehead, and Miss Sharon suddenly began to tremble all over, barely maintaining her balance, nearly falling into Dorothy's embrace.
Cassandra: "???"
The Werewolf Young Lady saw the renowned ice beauty of Night City blush, even her breathing grew rapid. Her once cold, beautiful eyes rivaling a winter storm now glead with an icy smile, radiating spring vibes; her look towards the young lady seed almost lovestruck.
What just happened? Aren't we all still here? You both are getting a bit too intimate.
Even the Werewolf Young Lady, who had been schooled in social arts since childhood by her Mother Superior, was now thoroughly stunned.
Beside her, Fourth Aunt Hatti's gaze sharpened.
"The aura of a top-tier forbidden curse?"
The Werewolf Elder thought to himself.
And indeed, that was the case.
Surely Dorothy, a gentleman to the core, would never engage in workplace harassnt. It's her who gets harassed.
Calling Sharon up wasn't just to get an autograph for Alice; it was essentially to fulfill a prior agreent.
She had promised this subordinate to thoroughly teach her the Doomsday Requiem Spear, though during the novice test, she had only managed a rough sketch, thus the curse teaching spell slot she transferred to the Frost Snow Lady was sowhat crude.
But now, after piercing the Mother of the World by hand during the Witch's Night, and several months of research thereafter, her understanding of the forbidden curse had deepened significantly, so now, having encountered her here, she naturally had to complete the outstanding tutorial.
Though the Hobody Witch is essentially a juice extractor, causing Spider Teacher and Aunt Miko extre anguish and trembling, when it's her turn to teach, she wouldn't be as inept as those aunts and teachers.
Her speed is lightning fast, and the quantity is enormous.
Hmm, maybe the amount was too overwhelming; the Frost Snow Lady began to falter from the knowledge influx.
Miss Sharon now felt as if she were drunk, sowhat woozy. Though she usually prided herself on being a prodigy, even brilliant intellect and perception couldn't withstand the Saint's flagellations and enlightennt.
Although she had only grasped a bit of what Lord Clown managed in two minutes, over several months, she had gained a small understanding of the Doomsday Requiem Spear, picking up so rudintary knowledge, which yielded many victories on the battlefield.
And now, Lord Clown's months of comprehension...
Too much, actually too much, it's going to overflow, I might break.
The Wild Hunt Witch endured the delightful pain.
These are higher level forbidden curse explanations, sought after by High Rank Great Witches yet rarely available. It's a major relief directly pushed forward, albeit overwhelming.
"How much have you comprehended?"
After the transmission, Dorothy asked the ice beauty who had slumped into a duck pose on the floor.
To which the Wild Hunt Witch tried to stay lucid amid the sea of knowledge, feeling sowhat ashad.
"Sorry, my lord, I've only understood less than a tenth."
Dorothy: "......"
Really? But isn't it quite straightforward? I even simplified it, annotated it with formulas even a little witch could grasp, and you...
Hmm, she originally thought her subordinate should at least comprehend around thirty percent, but...
But she glanced at Alice nearby and sighed.
Hmm, at least she's better than her silly muscle-brained sister; it's surely easy to get high blood pressure when tutoring.
Fortunately, she has inherited secret teaching techniques.
With that, Dorothy simply stood.
"Forget it, let's just go down to spar together. If the mind can't be relied upon, then rely on instincts."
The Hobody Witch spoke.
Hmm, just like Alice, who always scored poorly in theory exams, yet beca a squad leader in the School Guard Team, it's all thanks to her specialized teaching techniques.
What are those special techniques?
It's simple, really, just fight.
After all, Mother Dragon and Brave Adam taught her the sa way in the past.
Trust , sotis your body's passive learning capacity is superior to your mind's.
Now that we're in the arena, it'd be a waste not to use the available setting.
Hmm, although she doesn't fondly engage in battles, she initially didn't plan to participate, but the developnt of the Intelligent chanic Wilderness World might require the Wild Hunt Legion's help; Dorothy believes it necessary to advance so teaching compensation.
"Ah?"
Miss Sharon had initially misunderstood her boss's words, but "spar a little" she understood, instantly invigorated.
Great! I actually have a chance to spar with Lord Clown?
As she recalled during the novice test, everyone seed powerless under Lord Clown, like adults playing with children, she clenched her fist tightly.
Hmm-hmm, since then, she's trained doubly hard, not relying solely on the semi-skilled Eleven-Ring Forbidden Curse; she wouldn't defeat past enemies so easily otherwise.
Though she still doesn't believe she can now be a match for Lord Clown, it definitely won't be as pathetic as before; she'll showcase her progress to Lord Clown.
Of course, due to the knowledge influx and ntal overload, the Wild Hunt Witch hadn't noticed Alice's sudden shivering aside.
Ah, this, Sister's tutoring...
She instinctively huddled in fear, seemingly worried her head might be gone the next mont.
... Little witch shivering...
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