Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

The consultation room fell silent.

Wayne stood by the bed, looking down at the unconscious Lilith. After a while, he turned around and pulled the blanket up to cover her chin.

Hena stood at the foot of the bed and looked at Lilith.

When will she wake up?

"I don't know." Wayne tucked the blanket in. "The seal lasted for four hundred years. Now that it's been broken, the body needs time to adjust. At best, it'll only take a day or two after a good night's sleep."

"As long as they don't die."

Wayne turned around and looked at her.

"And what about you? What are your plans for the future?"

Hena looked up.

"I?"

"Um."

Hena tapped her fingers twice on the bedpost.

"Now that I have a human body and the demonic aura is gone," she looked down at her hands, spreading and closing her fingers. "Naturally, I should experience the human world properly. But until my strength is fully restored, I need to stay with you."

Wayne looked at her.

Why?

Hena tilted her head and gave a reason without hesitation.

"Lilith's seal has been broken. Knowing her personality, the first thing she'll do is definitely go and settle scores with the Holy See of St. Hilde. Anyone would want to avenge a four-hundred-year-old grudge. I'm not going to go and die with Lilith; her strength is probably not even enough to fill the Archbishop of St. Hilde's teeth."

"so?"

"So I need to find somewhere to stay," Hena said matter-of-factly. "Your place is perfect. It's safe, free, and I can even use the water magic to my advantage."

"You, a demon, are following a priest like me?"

"What's wrong with being a priest?" Hena tilted her head. "Can't a priest take in demons? Didn't you take in witches too?"

Wayne nodded thoughtfully.

"You can't possibly bring a whole bunch of people with you, can you?"

"Who is it?"

"Those corrupted paladins, and those human traffickers."

Hena's hand paused for a moment.

"Them..."

She thought for a moment, tapped her fingers twice on the bedpost, and then her eyes lit up as if she had come up with a good idea.

"Isn't Lilith going to seek revenge? She's not strong enough on her own, so we need more manpower. Although I've signed contracts with those paladins, they're still quite strong—a fourth-tier leader and a third-tier lieutenant, they're usable enough. Those human traffickers aren't very strong, but they're good enough for odd jobs." Having them with her is making the best use of them.

Wayne looked at her without saying a word.

Hena met his gaze and blinked.

"What? You think it's inappropriate?"

"I was just thinking," Wayne leaned against the wall, "that you betrayed your own teammates so readily, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Teammates?" Hena chuckled. "What kind of teammates are they? They signed a demon contract. I'm already being kind by not discarding them after they've served their purpose."

Hena lowered her head.

"Besides..."

"Besides what?"

"Besides, I have other reasons for staying here."

Wayne looked at her.

"What's the reason?"

Hena stopped pointing and blushed.

Do you really need someone else to say it?

He certainly knew why Hena was after all.

Water magic, exorcism rituals, goddess admonitions. She had lived in the abyss for so many years, what hadn't she tasted? Yet, she found something in a human body that didn't exist in the abyss.

Wayne didn't press for details, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Hena's face turned even redder.

"Alright."

Hena looked up.

"You really said yes?"

"Hmm." Wayne leaned against the windowsill. "But let me make this clear, following me is very dangerous."

Hena's eyes sparkled.

"I'm not afraid."

Are you sure?

"Sure."

Hena's tone was unwavering.

"I'm in a human body now, without any demonic aura. The Vatican won't recognize me. My strength is weak, but I can recover slowly. Besides..."

"Besides what?"

Hena took half a step forward. She reached out, hooked her fingers around Wayne's sleeve, and gave it a gentle tug.

"Besides, your water magic can help me recover faster."

Wayne didn't dodge.

"and……"

"And what?"

"And you are a trustworthy person."

Wayne's lips twitched slightly.

Are you sure you're talking about character?

Hena's lips curled up.

"Of course you have character. Although you're an unconventional priest, you genuinely treat witches like human beings. You're even willing to heal demons, even a demon like Lilith whose head is full of lewd nonsense."

She paused.

"Following someone like that is definitely the right thing to do."

Wayne pulled his hand away from under her hand.

"Okay. You can come along. But there are conditions."

Hena tilted her head to look at him.

"What are the conditions?"

"Here, you have to follow my rules. Don't cause trouble, don't harm others, and don't make fun of ordinary people."

"That's all?"

That's all.

Hena stretched out her hand, sticking up her little finger.

"Pinky promise."

Wayne looked at the little finger.

How old are you?

wrong.

How old is this demon?

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now."

He reached out his hand and hooked his little finger with hers.

Wayne looked at her childlike face and heard her innocent words, and the sense of incongruity reached its peak.

The panel popped up.

[Hena - Current Status]

[Status: Happy. After spending countless years in the Abyss, this was her first time experiencing life in a human body, and she felt quite good about it. Before, when she possessed Shurasha, that body wasn't her own, and she felt uneasy using it. This body, though weak, had every inch of skin meticulously sculpted by Lilith from various materials. She decided to experience everything she hadn't experienced before.]

[Note: She looked down at her new body, petite, slender, and fragile. She couldn't help but wonder: Is such a small body really capable? What if someone bullies her? Her current strength isn't even at the first level. She felt a little panicked. But if the person who bullied her was Wayne… her face flushed slightly. No, no, she was still a little scared.]

[Note 2: Hena has been collecting faith for hundreds of years, and her physical strength is decent. Being friends with a radical like Lilith has influenced her thinking to some extent. Lilith's mind is full of lewd nonsense, and although Hena claims to be a conservative, centuries of exposure have filled her mind with quite a bit of inappropriate thoughts. Right now, her mind is full of… well, never mind, I'll stop here, or I'll run out of things to say.]

Hena looked away from Wayne's hand.

She felt a little guilty.

It must be because of this human body.

Yes, it must be.

I, Hena, have lived for countless years. What haven't I seen? When those demons in the abyss were having sex, she sat beside them drinking, without even flinching.

How could she possibly be shy?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

It must be a problem with this new body. Human flesh and blood are too sensitive; every emotion is written on their face, unlike the calm and composed demeanor of a demon.

Hena mentally pinned the blame firmly on the new body, then took a deep breath and looked up.

"Then it's settled." Her tone returned to its previous lightness. "I'll stay and follow your rules."