Otaku Witch-Chapter 757 - 509

757: 509.

Master and Apprentice Talk

757: 509.

Master and Apprentice Talk

In the Hover Car, a large and a small figure faced each other for a long time, but in the end, neither could make the other yield.

“Ah right, right, right, who made you the boss?

Whatever you say goes.”

Artie was the first to lower her head and avert her gaze, shrugging her shoulders and spreading her hands in a perfunctory manner towards Dorothy.

Little Lolita knew all too well that her strength was not an advantage.

Saying more would be in vain, only leading to a beating for nothing.

So why keep talking?

Just let the other person be happy.

Dorothy, of course, heard the insincerity in Artie’s words, which made her shake her head in self-derision.

She had too much free time on her hands, even bothering to argue over such a trivial matter.

Indeed, disputes involving ideology never led to any outcome—often because both sides of the argument held their own reasons and evidence.

A thousand people will have a thousand different thoughts.

People tend to firmly believe only in what they want to believe.

This is simply a limitation of human nature; there’s nothing more to say.

Only the Omniscient and Omnipotent Deities can be forever right.

Aside from them, any non-divine entity is prone to error.

No one can assure themselves of being always right, which naturally includes her as well.

The Homebody Witch was very clear about this point.

Her opinions represented only her own thoughts and were not so-called standard answers.

Her views and Artie’s differed, not in terms of right and wrong, nor in terms of superiority.

Both could simply be fragments of the standard answer.

It was like a picture painted with a snake on the front and a dragon on the back.

Two people each looked at the picture from their respective sides, then came up with their own answer—one insisting it was a snake painting while the other insisted it was a dragon painting.

In the end, neither could persuade the other.

Of course, this is just a metaphor.

The reality’s answers are not limited to these two sides.

With parallel space-time and countless worlds, anything is possible.

That is the wonder and grandeur of Fate.

Each person is on their own path of fate, and aside from themselves, no others should interfere with their choices.

“Regarding my violence just now, I won’t apologize, as you provoked me first by mocking my wish.

However, I must apologize for my earlier attempt to persuade you.

I’m sorry, Artie.

I should not have tried to impose my will on you.

You can consider my words, but don’t follow them blindly.

Whether and how much you want to listen should be decided by you after serious consideration.”

After finishing her daily introspection, the Homebody Witch looked at the Evil Breed Little Loli across from her and spoke earnestly.

Years ago, in a car, Mother Superior asked her to return and take her position, but Dorothy refused, choosing the freedom to determine her own life.

So, she shouldn’t make the same mistake with Artie.

Although it’s just a dream and the Artie in front of her is but a remnant of the past within the dream, just an NPC, since she promised Denisha she would properly teach this child, if possible, Dorothy hoped to become a good teacher.

Teaching a student isn’t about cloning a puppet identical to oneself; a good student needs the ability to think independently.

“Um…”

The apology from the Homebody Witch unexpectedly threw the Evil Breed Little Loli across from her into confusion.

Artie had never been treated this way before.

In an instant, her feelings became unexpectedly complex.

But rebelling as she did, she naturally wouldn’t accept the apology so readily.

She pondered for a moment before starting to argue.

“It sounds like you mean it, but you forced me to sign that master-servant contract.

Don’t play the hypocrite, acting like the good guy now.

After all this talk, isn’t it still about making me obediently listen, to become a so-called good child?

No way.

I’m going to frustrate you, lol…”

Little Lolita made a face, taunting the bad woman across from her.

But against Artie’s taunts, the Homebody Witch didn’t rush to rebut this time.

Instead, she thought seriously before speaking.

“I had you sign the contract before because, at that time, we were enemies.

But now, we’re mentor and student, and this specific issue naturally requires specific analysis.

Your perspective determines your thoughts.”

“As for wanting you to be a good child, that depends on your understanding of what a ‘good child’ is.

What do you think makes a good child?”

Dorothy was interested and countered with a question.

Because the research institute was quite remote and even traveling at the speed of a Hover Car would take some time to reach, she might as well chat more with this dream Disciple and improve their mentor-student relationship during the trip.

“What else could it be?

Aren’t all good children like that?

Good at studying, obedient at home, and if a girl, well-read and understanding, the same old stuff.

Don’t all you adults want every child to turn out that way?”

Artie felt a bit irritated by the question, mainly because the words ‘good child’ really didn’t sit well with her.

In the past, she had always been the quintessential good child, even if that was a façade she wore as an Evil Breed.

After all, everyone likes a good child—who would like someone like her naturally filled with malice?

Artie had a clear understanding that, fundamentally, she was a bad child.