anwhile, in the lounge of the Torture Departnt.
The Fairy King, left waiting outside, was unaware that her own mother was inside the office, nearly coming to blows with an old colleague while showing off their children.
She sat on the sofa, bored, and not knowing what else to do, she pulled out so snacks from her magic bag and started browsing the Magic Network with her Judgnt Order.
Thus, she began passing the ti, sipping soda and munching on chips.
Even though this was the Torture Departnt— a place said to be more terrifying than heaven and hell—no matter the screams and moans coming from a nearby torture chamber, it could not stop the Ho Martial Soul from enjoying her food and surfing the Magic Network.
The joy of a hobody is that simple.
However, she did not wait long before a figure took a seat on the sofa opposite her.
"That was quick, wasn't it?"
The Fairy King initially thought her mother had returned, and thus she spoke.
But when she looked up, she saw only an unfamiliar witch curiously observing her.
This witch wore a white deer antler helt and was tall, standing over two ters high, almost the sa stature as her mother, which explained the initial confusion.
"You may call Wendigo. Are you the Clown that made a scene today?"
The unfamiliar witch introduced herself before asking.
"Unless there's another Clown in the Judgnt Court, then yes, it must be ."
The Fairy King nodded unreservedly and then looked curiously at Miss Wendigo.
She sensed the fresh scent of blood on her and…
The intense sll of fear, despair, and hatred.
Impressive, not the common Seven Deadly Sins, but the Three Great Hatreds instead.
The Ho Martial Soul was slightly amazed.
Just like the growth of Angel Witches is fueled by the Power of Faith, the growth of Demon Witches naturally also requires the Power of Original Sin, most commonly the Seven Deadly Sins—pride, anger, gluttony, sloth, envy, greed, lust.
These are also the source of power for the demons of the Abyssal Hell.
Latterly, Lord Demon King, a prodigy, added the Three Great Hatreds—fear, despair, and hatred—based on the Seven Deadly Sins.
However, not many Demon Witches can follow in Lord Demon King's footsteps by using the Three Great Hatreds in addition to the Seven Deadly Sins as a power source; after all, handling just the Seven Deadly Sins is already like walking a tightrope. Adding even more makes it much more difficult, requiring higher talent and will, not sothing just anyone can handle.
Yet now, the Fairy King could sll these Three Great Hatreds on Miss Wendigo opposite her, indicating just how powerful and fearso this Demon Witch was.
Besides...
The Fairy King glanced at the Demon's Silver Badge hanging on Miss Wendigo's waist...
Turtle, another Grand Inquisitor, and it seems she's not much older than I am, only in her twenties. To reach such a position at such a young age, a damn genius. I'm not even bitter.
Previously, when Dorothy had little knowledge about the Judgnt Court, she didn't pay much attention to the Grand Inquisitor title her mother had given her, but after chatting with so veteran judges in the hall just now, she finally understood the value of that silver badge.
Those four were all Peak Witches—how could such a weakling like herself deserve to sit alongside these powerhouses? She was rely a hatchling sneaking into a pack of wolves.
Although those four seed to be among the top-ranked Grand Inquisitors, not all Grand Inquisitors are Peak; most are actually just top Great Witches....
Emmm… Dorothy, oh Dorothy, you really are floating on air, daring to use just 'top' to describe Great Witches. Have you forgotten the caution you should exercise daily?
Oh, wait, I am the Fairy King right now, not the original, so it's fine.
The Fairy King shook her head, casting aside all those cautious and scrupulous words.
After all, no matter how formidable and fearso Miss Wendigo opposite might be, it does not concern her. The two are just newly acquainted strangers, and their relationship is developing into friendly colleagues rather than enemies. There's nothing to be frightened of.
The Witch World isn't the kind of place where soone would suddenly shout, "This person is so terrifying, they must be avoided," like so dark and brutal world. Everyone is a regular governnt employee, so we need to be civilized.
"Are you here to absorb Original Sin?"
The Ho Martial Soul asked curiously.
The growth environnt for Demon Witches requires plenty of negative energy. For others, the Torture Departnt might be a terrifying hell, but for Demon Witches, it's as comfortable as ho, with the negative energies from the tortured prisoners being quite nourishing for them.
"Yes, thanks to the Angel Witches you brought here, their despair and fear taste delicious."
Wendigo also looked with so surprise at her Clown colleague, who was clearly a Dragon Witch. Could she also sense the scent of Original Sin?
"Delicious? Really? That stuff has a taste?"
The Fairy King had only asked casually, but suddenly found herself intrigued, finding even her chips less appetizing.
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