Chapter 298 The Witch Mother's ldentity
âI donât have a patron, Your Excellency,â the Witch Mother replied.
âHumans in this world are still young to magic. Itâs impossible for you to know Ancient Magic unless a great patron taught you, Witch,â Lord Narvim coolly stated before adding, âDonât take this Lord for a fool.â
âNot a fool, but more narrow-minded than I thought,â the Witch Mother boldly replied before saying, âHaving a powerful patron isnât the only way I can know about Ancient Magic, Your Excellency.â
âOh? Then, why donât you enlighten this Lord?â Lord Narvim casually suggested.
âOnly if you promise to let these two off with Contract Magic,â the Witch Mother stated before adding, âIf you can do that, Iâll be willing to tell you how I know Ancient Magic, Your Excellency.â
âImpossible,â Lord Narvim rejected. âThis Lord is still considering whether this Lord should spare all of you; donât take it as this Lord has already agreed. As far as this Lord is concerned, you could be an enemy of this Lordâs tribe.â
âI can assure you that we are not your enemy. I can even swear it under Contract Magic. We are no oneâs enemy but those who threaten our livelihood. Thus, unless you want us to be your enemy, we are not,â the Witch Mother declared.
âThen, swear it under Contract Magic,â Lord Narvim urged, still in doubt.
Thus, the Witch Mother had no choice but to use Contract Magic on herself and swear that she was not his enemy.
âIf what I said was untruthful, I will suffer the consequence of breaking the promise to speak the truth,â the Witch Mother declared at the end of her oath.
A short while later, nothing happened to her, proving she was speaking the truth. Thus, the dragon lord decided to trust her.
âAlright. Youâve gained my trust,â Lord Narvim declared shortly after.
Afterward, he used Contract Magic and made a promise not to pursue the two black witches, Claudette and Opalina, beside the Witch Mother in exchange for her to reveal her information.
However, once the contract was in effect, the Witch Mother didnât reveal the origin of her Ancient Magic knowledge immediately.
She didnât want the other Fallen Witches to hear about it. She deemed it wasnât the time for them to learn more about her.
Thus, the Witch Mother dismissed everyone after Lord Narvim used Contract Magic on the entire Black Witch Society and had everyone keep silent on his dragon tribeâs existence in exchange for not wiping their memories.
The black chains on the dragon lordâs body were long removed as it was no longer needed.
They were able to come to a mutual understanding.
âWitch Motherâ¦â Claudette uttered, feeling concerned about the Witch Motherâs safety.
âLeave us,â the Witch Mother dismissed her in a firm tone. âI will handle this situation by myself. None of you are needed.â
âUnderstood, Witch Mother.â
â¦
Sometime later, the Witch Mother was left alone with the dragon lord. No other Fallen Witches were around to disturb or eavesdrop on them.
âNow, can you tell this Lord where you learned about Ancient Magic?â Lord Narvim asked.
âIâve learned it myself, Your Excellency,â the Witch Mother replied before adding, âYou might not believe it, but that is indeed the truth.â
Without any surprise, the dragon lord quickly denied the claim. However, the contract wasnât broken, implying the Witch Mother was also speaking the truth.
Thus, the dragon lord gave it some more thought before his eyes widened with surprise.
âYouâre a Reincarnator,â Lord Narvim concluded before adding, âAnd not just any Reincarnator; youâve retained memories of your past life. You must have been someone especially powerful. Just who exactly are you?â
âI wonder if youâve heard about the seven Calamity Witches from the Nightmare Realm?â the Witch Mother casually asked, but Lord Narvimâs expression changed drastically upon hearing it.
âHave this Lord heard about it? Thereâs no way this Lord hasnât heard about them,â Lord Narvim reacted significantly, proving he was well aware of them.
âThe Nightmare Realm is situated right next to the Gehenna Realm, and the seven Calamity Witches are the rulers of that realm. But even those the seven Calamity Witches are realm rulers like the seven Great Devils, they canât even be compared in the same breath.â
âThe seven Calamity Witches are Rank 7 beings! Donât tell you areâ¦â Lord Narvim glanced at the Witch Mother with shock, guessing she was one of the seven Calamity Witches.
However, the Witch Mother quickly denied it.
âHahaha, no. I am not one of the seven Calamity Witches,â the Witch Mother stated. But before Lord Narvim could calm down, she continued, âI was only one of the Storm Calamity Witchâs close retainer.â
âOnlyâ¦â Lord Narvimâs lips twitched.
As a Rank 7 being, the Storm Calamity Witchâs close retainers would be Rank 6 beings at least and no weaker than Rank 5.
And yet, he had been referring to himself as Lord in front of such a person.
âYou donât need to change your manner of speech for me, Your Excellency.â The Witch Mother knew what he was thinking and said, âRight now, you are indeed stronger than my former peak. Thus, itâs only right that I should be the one to treat you with more respect.â
âEven so, how did one of the Storm Calamity Witchâs close retainer end up reincarnating in this world?â Lord Narvim wondered before guessing, âDid Nightmare start a Realm War and lose?â
âWhat your tongue, dragon,â the Witch Mother warned as her eyes glinted coldly, causing Lord Narvimâs expression to stiffen slightly from the pressure.
Even though the Witch Mother no longer possessed the strength of her past life, she was still someone who stood on a higher level of existence than the dragon lord.
Thus, Lord Narvim was slightly intimidated by her cold gaze.
âThereâs no way Milady would lose to anyone. I simply chose to enter the cycle of reincarnation of my own volition. Only a foolish realm ruler would wage a Realm War against Nightmare. And if Nightmare were to wage one, they would be absolutely certain of their victory.â
Nevertheless, the dragon lord was baffled by her answer.
âSince when was it easy to reincarnate? And with intact memories, no less? But, more importantly, why would anyone willingly kill themselves?â Lord Narvim frowned with doubt.
âCurious?â The Witch Mother smiled before casually saying, âWell, I donât mind telling you. But what can you offer me in exchange for the information?â