Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Lilith glanced down at the strips of cloth covering her body, then looked up at Wayne.

"Is it beautiful, Father?"

Wayne's gaze swept from head to toe.

"From an artistic perspective, the human body is the Creator's most perfect work. From a theological perspective, the seals within you are more worthy of study than your body itself. From a personal perspective..."

He paused for a moment.

Are you cold?

Lilith paused for a moment.

"It's not cold."

"That's good."

Lilith took two steps forward and stopped in front of Wayne. She was half a head shorter than him, looking up at him, her red eyes reflecting the candlelight.

"Father, I only have five minutes, please hurry."

Wayne stood up from his chair.

That's enough.

Hena smiled maliciously. She leaned against the door frame of the examination room, arms crossed, the corners of her mouth curving just wide enough for Wayne to see her row of neat white teeth.

"Do you need me to leave?"

Wayne didn't look at her.

"what ever."

Hena didn't leave. She leaned closer to the doorframe, shifting to a more comfortable position, like an audience member preparing to watch a good show.

Wayne placed his hand on Lilith's wrist.

Lilith's pupils dilated suddenly, and Wayne's face was reflected in her red iris—a priest's signature smile, a little...evil?

Lilith's heart was in turmoil.

What kind of magic is this?

Wow, that's amazing.

At that moment, she felt like she had lost herself.

The Lilith panel appeared.

[Lilith - Treatment Report]

[Treatment Effect: Effective. The water element seeped into the sealing patterns along the meridians, reducing the rate of holy light erosion by about 40%. The seal has not been broken, but it will not worsen in the short term. Simply put, your water is to her like... well, never mind the analogy, it's very similar.]

[Note: Lilith's composure has completely failed at this moment. She wanted to say something to maintain her demonic dignity, but only one thought remained in her mind: Why? Why does a priest understand magic better than those in the Abyss who have studied it for thousands of years? This doesn't make sense. But it's amazing.]

[Note 2: She's made up her mind. A treasure like you can't be foolishly flaunted in the abyss. She can only secretly, quietly, without letting anyone know. Then she'll capture you and use you herself.]

Lilith's breathing changed.

She switched from chest breathing to abdominal breathing.

"Father..."

Her voice changed tone, dropping half a tone lower than before, carrying a softness that didn't belong to a demon.

"Um."

"You...your magic..."

"What's wrong?"

Lilith opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Four minutes left," Wayne reminded him.

Lilith awoke from her state of chaos.

"Continue. I can do it for the sake of the seal."

Wayne's magic surged in even more.

The water magic seemed to be working, as the seal on Lilith's skin was fading. Lilith's reaction was also becoming more intense, as pain was stimulating her soul.

"It hurts so much..."

"Just bear with it."

"I can't stand it..."

"You have to endure it even if you can't stand it."

Lilith's consciousness was shattered by the pain.

On the other side, Hena leaned against the door frame, a smile playing on her lips.

She recalled the day she was expelled.

Wayne gave it his all that day.

Wayne's holy light magic raged wildly. She thought she was going to die. It took her several days to recover after returning to the Abyss.

Looking at Lilith in front of him.

Hena shook her head.

It seems the seal has been suppressing it for too long.

The four minutes are up.

Wayne withdrew his hand.

Lilith looked down at the glowing patterns on her skin. The chain-like seals were much dimmer than before, no longer grotesquely protruding outwards.

The treatment was very effective.

Fortunately, the chair couldn't talk.

Otherwise, I would definitely repay Wayne.

Hena straightened up from the doorframe, walked up to Lilith, and looked down at her. Lilith was still slumped in her chair, her eyes unfocused.

"Do you believe me now?"

Lilith's eyes slowly turned around, and after a moment of confusion, her gaze focused on Hena's face.

I believe it.

Hena continued, a smirk playing on her lips.

"I've also partially broken the seal on you. Don't forget our bet."

"No problem." Lilith sat up from her chair, brushing her hair behind her ear. "It's just a nightmare body, right? I'll get you the best one."

"That's more like it."

Hena turned around and looked at Wayne.

"Mr. Wayne, I want one too."

"What do you want?"

"A gift from the goddess."

Wayne looked at her.

"Now?"

Hena stretched out her hand and looked at it over and over.

"Shulasa's body is not worthy of this gift."

She turned her gaze back to Wayne.

"Come back after the new body is completed."

Hena paused, took a step forward, and leaned closer. She whispered in Wayne's ear...

"However, I'm sure you know me."

Wayne didn't say anything.

Hena didn't urge him. She just looked at him, her smile deepening. They gazed at each other for a few moments, the only sound in the air the soft crackling of the burning candle wick.

"Do you agree?" Hena finally asked.

Wien pondered for a moment.

To be honest, he had never actually tried being a demon.

It wasn't his idea.

But Hena would never let him go.

Wayne politely offered an excuse.

"If we can guide a demon toward order with minimal cost, the goddess will surely agree."

Hena's lips curled into a wide grin.

Lilith sat up straight in the chair. With the seal fading, her movements were much more agile than before, no longer as if she were being held down by something.

She glanced at Hena, then at Wayne.

"Can't you two at least exchange some flirtatious glances?"

Hena turned to look at her.

"Are you jealous?"

"What am I jealous of?" Lilith stood up from her chair, the strip of cloth swaying on her body. She looked down, reached out and tugged at it, but it wasn't straight; it was a little crooked.

"They're jealous that I came first."

Lilith's lips twitched, but she didn't reply.

She looked at Wayne.

Father.

"Um."

"When will my seal be healed next time?"

Wayne thought for a moment.

Three days later.

"Three days later? That's way too long!"

Lilith's panel popped up.

[Lilith - Current Status]

[Status: Disappointment. The disappointment of "unable to wait." She had initially thought her threshold was too high, that she could no longer be perceived. But Wayne did. She felt three days was too long; if she could, she wanted to heal continuously for three days, without wasting a single minute, as that would be befit her demonic nature.]

[Note: Hena is beginning to feel a sense of crisis. She's known Lilith for four hundred years and has never seen her so concerned about anything. Demons don't take things seriously; if they did, they wouldn't be demons. But Lilith is very serious now, so serious that Hena is a little uneasy.]

[Note 2: Lilith is having a sudden inspiration. Making the world a better place… this grand ambition might begin with one person. And that person is you. You have become an important part of her grand vision.]

Just then, outside the examination room...

Then came the sound of Emma and Ella calling for dinner.

Hena and Lilith exchanged a glance.

"It seems it's time for us to leave..."