A Cozy Life in the Woods with the White Witch: Volume 2 by MOJIKAKIYA

Author:MOJIKAKIYA [MOJIKAKIYA]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2025-02-14T00:00:00+00:00

Subaru! That dumbass...!

Tori averted his eyes. As he cursed her, he had no idea that the person riding on Subaru’s back during that time had been none other than Tori himself.

Robin stretched her arms. “Well, right now we’re busy with other things. Besides, we gotta take down the other platinum clans before challenging Azrac’s strongest.”

“And besides! The White Witch hasn’t shown herself at the guild for a while. She’s a rare sight these days. And we’re also busy with other things,” Kristoff echoed.

“But I heard she’s been delivering potions to the guild. I heard she’s got someone who used to be part of a platinum-rank clan with her too.”

“And supposedly that man is someone that the White Witch trusts unconditionally! Tori, did you know that?”

“N-No, first I heard of it,” he muttered.

“Well, I don’t expect a civilian like you to know matters relating to adventurers,” Robin scoffed.

“But if we find that man, he could lead us straight to the White Witch. That might be the fastest way to find her, commander,” Kristoff suggested.

“Maybe.”

Tori felt cold sweat running down his back. As his sense of danger began to grow, another shadow approached them. When he looked up, a figure wearing thick armor and wielding a greatsword was standing before them. The young man, no older than thirty years of age, had short brown hair with streaks of white. He was holding a bun with some kind of filling in his hand.

“Hah. The Order of the Dragon’s Purifying Light? No wonder it’s so rowdy over here,” the man snorted.

“Oh, if it isn’t...Gazpacho? From the Conquering Sword Brigade,” Robin said.

“It’s ‘Gaspar,’” the man corrected her. “A forgetful one, aren’t you?”

“I don’t care to remember names of people I’m not interested in.”

Gaspar glared at Robin. Tori glanced behind Gaspar and saw a group of heavily armored men standing behind him.

“Howl as much as you want. We, the Conquering Sword Brigade, will be the ones standing at the top,” he spat.

“Oh? Still delusional, are we?”

A different voice called out. Tori turned and saw a gorgeous lady with fluffy, well-groomed, platinum-blonde hair down to her shoulders. She looked to be in her twenties and had a cool expression on her face. She wore a pale blue robe, wielded a staff with several decorations, and was carrying what looked to be a bag full of pastries. She appeared to be a spellcaster. Behind her, her subordinates stood waiting.

Gaspar snorted. “Rosehill... Damned fox.”

“You got some business with us?” Robin asked.

“Not at all. We’re just passing by. Gazpacho, Robin, we, the Weavers of Melancholy, shall take the title of strongest in all of Azrac. I think you folks will find it quite impossible to achieve,” Rosehill scoffed.

“Then it’s even more impossible for you dainty greenhorns. Best you go back to your homes and read your books.” Gaspar sneered at her. “And it’s Gaspar, not Gazpacho!”

“Big words for someone who’s never read a book his entire life,” she shot back.

“Hey, hey! Looks like the gang’s all here!”

Yet another voice joined the fray.

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