Otaku Witch

"Hey, Senior Sister, that secret technique you just gave me doesn't seem to be very effective."

Gazing at her aloof Martial Soul sitting atop the Skeleton Throne, looking down on her with disdain, Dorothy scratched her head and inquired of her omnipotent Senior Dola.

"What do you mean it's not effective? Didn't you summon your Martial Soul?" Stay connected with empire

Hat Senior Sister was somewhat puzzled and didn't understand why the Master would say such a thing.

"But why can't I control this Martial Soul? Don't you think she seems to be looking down on me? I always feel like she's looking at me as if I'm just a salted fish."

Dorothy silently turned away to avoid the strange gaze of her Martial Soul, then pressed for an answer.

"That's a secret technique for summoning Martial Souls, it's only responsible for summoning, not for control, alright."

Hat Senior Sister rolled her starry eyes, clearly indicating she wouldn't take the blame for this. However, after taking a closer look at her Master's Martial Soul, she couldn't help but laugh.

Hehe, this Martial Soul really does seem to be looking down on the Master. She had never seen such a sight in all her years.

"Hahaha, awesome, Dorothy! How did you manage to do this? A Martial Soul is a part of the Martial Artist themselves; it is you. How can you look down on yourself? Isn't this like having a split personality?"

Nobody else could hear her laughter, so Senior Fanny laughed out loud and wildly.

Dorothy: "..."

Seeing Hat Senior Sister laughing so hard she could barely breathe, the Homebody Witch couldn't help but shake with cold anger. She was tempted to rip the hat right off, throw it to the ground, and stomp on it a few times.

However, considering the identity and strength of Hat Senior Sister, and that she still needed to ask for help, Dorothy had to suppress her impulse and forcefully calm herself down.

Calm down, Dorothy. People don't die if they don't court death. The world is beautiful, yet you're so hot-tempered. This isn't good, not good.

After consoling herself repeatedly, Dorothy tried her best to put on a smile, even though her current form couldn't show any expressions, but the intention was what mattered.

"Senior Sister, since you're so powerful, you must have a secret technique to control Martial Souls, right? Teach it to me, please. I'll buy it with Library Points."

The Homebody Witch made her request with a hopeful face.

However, Hat Senior Sister didn't hesitate to cut her off.

"Forget about it, there really isn't such a thing. In fact, the secret technique I just gave you for manifesting the Martial Soul was something I improvised from other secret techniques. It's actually a kind of forcible Spiritual Body summoning spell."

"Besides, a Martial Soul is naturally a part of the Martial Artist; it's the sublimation of a Martial Artist's Martial Will. It naturally communicates with the Martial Artist's intentions, like moving your hands and feet—something you're born knowing how to do, an instinct."

At the end, however, Hat Senior Sister also asked with some curiosity,

"Dorothy, what's the deal with your Martial Soul? This fierce kind of Martial Soul can only be formed by seasoned warriors who have been through countless battles. Have you previously been to the battlefield as a soldier or something? No way, has Teacher Euphilia gone crazy to let underage witches onto the battlefield? That's against the law."

Well, if it weren't for the fact that Martial Souls cannot be gifted or inherited, Fanny would suspect someone gave this Martial Soul to her Master because this salted fish Master doesn't seem like the kind of Martial Artist who would possess such a fierce Martial Soul.

"How else could I have gotten it? I freeloaded it playing a game."

To get to the bottom of what was going on with her Martial Soul fast, Dorothy didn't keep anything from Senior Fanny and explained her experience with the Magic Web Duel.

"Ah what... Can you even get a Martial Soul from playing a game?"

After hearing her Master's reply, Hat Senior Sister was dumbfounded and somewhat disbelieving.

Although she had long known that her Master was somewhat unscientific, this was just ridiculous. How were martial artists, who had trained for decades without developing a Martial Soul, supposed to carry on?

However, this also made it understandable why Dorothy couldn't freely control her Martial Soul. After all, even though Combat Magic seemed like Martial Arts, it was still essentially Magic, and the source of Magic is the heart that believes. Now that the heart has stopped believing, the Magic naturally fails.

"Well, it's over, no hope, take her away. Dorothy, there's really no saving this situation. This account is done for, go level up a new one."

Hat Senior Sister came to this conclusion.

"Wait, what? Senior Sister, can a Martial Soul even have a smaller account? Can a person have multiple Martial Wills?"

Dorothy was also stunned, shocked by the concept.

"Normally, of course not, but your case is somewhat similar to those Martial Saints with amnesia. Historically, some Martial Saints who lost their memory would undergo a huge personality change, with their original Martial Souls becoming uncontrollable like yours. But they did manage to develop new Martial Souls later."

"However, although from a biological standpoint, that Martial Saint is still the same Martial Saint, according to Spirit System soul theory, the original Martial Saint is actually dead. The reborn Martial Saint is merely a new will born from the body, essentially two different entities."

"Your case is even more special than those amnesiac Martial Gods. The Martial Souls of the amnesiac Martial Saints dissipate quickly without the sustenance of consciousness, but if you continue to nourish this Martial Soul, there will be a big problem.

If you don't stop nourishing this Martial Soul, by the time it manifests and achieves the status of Martial God, it'll be hard to say who is the main account and who is the alt between you and the Fairy King."

"A single soul can't support several consciousnesses operating at once. You might end up having to fight with your own Martial Soul, and I don't think you, this salted fish, can win against an undying Martial God. It might be better to give up on this account while the problem isn't too severe and start over."

"It's a pity to discard a King Soul that's only a step away from becoming a Martial God, but look at me now, Dorothy. You can see how hard it is to deal with split personalities. I'd advise you to think carefully for yourself."

Hat Senior Sister even used herself as an example, which was quite persuasive.

It's just that...

"Can a soul not support multiple consciousnesses working together?"

Dorothy didn't take to heart the well-meaning advice of Hat Senior Sister. Instead, she seized upon what her senior had said and was struck by inspiration.

So let's activate the Multitasking (SSR) specialty.

Since it was said that controlling a Martial Soul was instinctual, like controlling limbs, then she would control the Martial Soul just like she did her limbs.

By a happy coincidence, due to the continuous replenishing of Magic over the past few days, her Magic Power had surged, and just yesterday her multitasking had finally upgraded from Three Cores to Four Cores.

She wondered how she would manage the transformation from three heads and six arms to four heads and eight arms, which didn't sound appealing, and didn't know where to apply this extra thread of thought. Now, wasn't this the perfect occasion to use it?

With a snap, Dorothy quickly pushed the idle thread of thought onto the Martial Soul in front of her. Suddenly, the originally robot-like Martial Soul, which had followed set programs but lacked a key soul and seemed somewhat dumb, became lively in an instant.

"Fairy King, you're now a mature Martial Soul. You need to grow on your own. Don't rely on me, your original body, for everything. I'm busy."

Dorothy said this to her Martial Soul.

"Hey, are you even listening to me? You..."

Seeing that this Master completely ignored her words, Hat Senior Sister got anxious. She didn't want to end up with a patient who had found a Master just as casually as she had become one herself.

But before she could finish, she saw the Martial Soul, which had previously been lofty and disdainful towards its Master, nod its head.

The proud Ruined Dragon King rose from the Skeleton Throne, then swiftly walked down the steps of the Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea to Dorothy, and, though reluctantly, shook her hand.

"Fine, I've had it with you, this embarrassing original body, but since you're the boss, I'll take care of my Combat Magic on my own from now on. You, witch, just focus on your research."

The fully revived Fairy King spoke thus.

...Hat Senior Sister was dumbfounded...