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She wasn't too angry at first. After all, if the saint was really that easy to find, she wouldn't have to wait so long. But now it seems, apprentice, something is wrong with you.
"Teacher, this is my boss of the Tribunal."
Looking at his teacher's eyes, Amaterasu was speechless for a moment. How could he explain it now?
But she is really innocent. She has never taken the initiative to find anyone when she went out.
Well, maybe this is the so-called fairy fate. Even if you fish all the way and never take the initiative to do a task, when the time comes, the task will be completed by itself. This is outrageous.
At this time, Dorothy also looked at the legendary Lord of Japan, the shaman of Amaterasu Shrine.
Well, she is indeed a beauty, and she is a very traditional oriental beauty. The last person who could give her such a feeling was Senior Sister Fanny.
The otaku witch looked up at her hat, then curled her lips.
The senior sister is just a fake, that is, she is a photo scammer.
Thinking back to Senior Sister Fanny’s classical beauty like a lady, and then thinking about all the joyful and joyful behaviors this guy has in his daily life...
When Dorothy looked at the witch girl in front of her again, her eyes were very calm.
Although this oriental fairy-like beauty is indeed in line with her aesthetics, she has learned a lot from the past and now she has a bit of PTSD.
But even though they both have the appearance of oriental beauties, there are still some differences between this magical lady and Senior Sister Fanny.
Senior Sister Fanny is the kind of person who is demure and yet mysteriously charming, while this witch lady is gentle and yet has an air of immortality.
There is no distinction between the two, each has its own charm.
However, the focus of the otaku witch at this time is not the beauty of this magical lady, but her race.
There is no trace of magic in this witch lady, she is not a witch.
This is a truly pure immortal.
Dorothy's eyes widened as she felt the clear spirit energy in the other party that was different from the magic power.
Oh my god, this is a real fairy.
But, how do immortals survive in this Western universe where spiritual energy is lacking?
The otaku witch was a little confused.
Magic power is as important to a witch as food is to humans. A witch will never starve to death even if she doesn't eat, but if a witch is thrown into a world without demons, she will inevitably gradually weaken.
The same is true for immortals. The spiritual energy-deficient place in the Western Universe is not suitable for immortals to live.
Although the Japanese witches on the Japanese island use "fairy magic", it is actually just magic that replaces spiritual power with magical power.
The Japanese witch is essentially not a fairy, but a witch.
She widened her eyes and took a closer look at the magical lady in front of her, then frowned involuntarily.
"Are you Amaterasu?"
Dorothy asked.
There are only five pure immortals in Japan in Japan.
Izanagi, Izanami, and Santakako, who is the second generation immortal.
Izanagi is dead, and Izanami has been reincarnated as King Yama, so the witch girl with a pure immortal body in front of her can only be one of the three noble sons.
And this is Amaterasu Shrine, so the identity of Miss Divine Witch is naturally self-evident.
Amaterasu Mingsetsuna on the side finally recovered from the state of Steam Princess. She peeked at the clown-sama and her teacher. Now she has no objection to the teacher's "feudal" ideas.
Well, Japan Island congratulates the saint on his return.
However, when the young miko was still thinking about this, she heard the clown's inquiry.
Of course the teacher is Amaterasu, and so is I. The shaman of Amaterasu Shrine originally had Amaterasu as her surname.
"Well, as expected, everything can't be hidden from your eyes, sir."
Amaterasu Kikyo nodded and admitted.
"Then do you know you're going to die?"
Dorothy said again.
In the field of vision of her improved version of the Sky Eye Technique, the magical lady in front of her was almost in a state of death with a breath hanging, and behind her head, there was a simple mirror hanging, and the back of the mirror
It has the pattern of a three-legged crow.
The three-legged crow is called the Yatagarasu in Japan. Therefore, this precious mirror can also be called the Yatagara mirror.
Not long ago, the otaku witch heard Qing Xingdeng tell about the origins of the three noble children of Japan. The three of them were the three artifacts that were manifested by the power of Izanagi.
Yata Mirror, this is the true body of Amaterasu Omikami among the three noble sons.
At this moment, Miss Divine Witch's body was so weak that there was almost nothing left but an empty shell. She relied on the eight-tatami mirror to replenish her spiritual power from time to time like an intravenous drip to sustain her last breath.
However, looking at the patina on the bronze mirror, you know that this artifact will not last long.
"Lord Clown, I would be angry even if you said that."
The house witch just asked a question, but before the witch could answer, the little witch beside her said angrily.
Although she respects Mr. Clown very much, if Mr. Clown is really a born saint, she also supports with all hands and feet in favor of Mr. Clown coming to her loyal Japanese island.
But even the clown couldn't make fun of her teacher casually.
Miss Ghostface looked at her boss very seriously.
The words of a saint are golden and jade, and the words are followed by the law. How can you say such unlucky words nonsense, bah bah bah.
However, it is precisely because she is so familiar with Mr. Clown that the young miko also knows that this man is not the kind of person who likes to talk nonsense.
So.......
Amaterasu's heart suddenly became panicked.
She suddenly understood why she, the teacher, as a witch for so many years, did not manage Japan Island, but allowed those hateful Chinese to run amok.
The reason the teacher gave her before was to wait for a suitable opportunity to strike and kill with one blow.
At that time, she dismissed it, thinking that if one arrow failed, she would just make a few more arrows, but now that she thinks about it...
Teacher, she seems to rarely take action.
Originally, she thought that as she reached the position of teacher, she no longer needed to show off her power too much, but now it seems that as a teacher, she no longer has the power to show off.
The miko lady looked at the teacher beside her, with uneasiness and sincerity in her eyes. She hoped that the teacher could tell her that she was overthinking everything.
However, Miss Magic Witch just nodded.
"Oh, as expected, everything cannot escape your eyes, sir."
Amaterasu Kikyo sighed, then looked at the young saint in front of him, showing a relieved smile.
"Sir, you are right. I am about to die. No matter how much I save my strength, I can only survive for a few hundred years at most. Fortunately, you appeared in time, otherwise I might be ashamed of all the saints.
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Dorothy: "......"
Ah, hundreds of years?
Although she has traveled through time for more than ten years, she still does not adapt to the standards of these long-lived races. Her two lifetimes combined are only more than thirty years.
However, she wanted to complain on one side, but on the other side, the miko lady burst into tears all of a sudden.
Woohoo, teacher, she only has a few hundred years left. She doesn’t want this kind of thing.
However, Miss Magic Witch no longer cared about the tearful little apprentice. She looked at Dorothy and said.
"Sir, please follow me up the mountain. I will hold a ceremony for you so that I can hand over to you the two volumes of the Book of Gods."