The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 83

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Chapter 83
I nearly left without the cauldron.
Fortunately, the cauldron remained exactly where it was, waiting obediently.
“Is this the cauldron you mentioned?”
Alfredo and I stood before the cauldron lying on the floor of the 85th Floor.
“Yes. I want to take the cauldron with us.”
A cauldron that could reveal the Demon Realm.
I wrapped my arms around it eagerly.
Since the cauldron was as large as my torso, I ended up clinging to it instead.
Yet Alfredo didn’t mock me in the slightest.
He simply crouched beside me with a serious expression, observing the cauldron intently.
“To think one can glimpse the Demon Realm through this… I cannot fathom why Ren possessed such an artifact.”
“If you don’t know, ask. Ren, where did you get this?”
The mages sprawled across the 85th Floor were gradually regaining consciousness.
Ren, the first among them to stir, rose unsteadily, rubbing his eyes.
Leaning against the wall in a weakened posture, he shrugged and mumbled softly.
“I’m… not entirely sure.”
Ren shook his head while massaging his sore body.
“You don’t know?”
The moment my brow furrowed, Ren flinched and his eyes darted frantically.
He seemed to recall being struck earlier.
Trembling at the dreadful memory, he answered hastily.
“No, wait. I don’t mean I have no idea—just give me a moment. I’ll remember if you wait a bit.”
As he scrambled to recover his memory, the mages writhed like worms beside him.
I observed the scene quietly.
Moments ago, they’d spoken of capturing me to present to Clinky, of dissecting me.
The mages, barely managing to stand, caught sight of Alfredo towering before them and gasped in shock.
“G-Grand Mage.”
“We greet the Grand Mage!”
Despite their alarm, respect and reverence poured forth in their salutations.
As they tried to comprehend his presence, they noticed me standing blankly beside him and shrieked.
“Ahhhhh!”
“It wasn’t a dream! The beating wasn’t a dream…”
Several of them promptly fainted again.
Tch. What is this?
Such inconsistent reactions made me feel somewhat slighted.
I grumbled in displeasure, leaning askew against the cauldron.
“Isn’t fainting a bit excessive?”
Alfredo, equally displeased, ignored his devastated disciples and consoled me instead.
“It is shameful. These so-called mages cannot even properly recognize Vivian.”
“It’s fine. Recognizing a hidden master who conceals their true identity isn’t easy.”
“Pardon?”
“Who would have thought a bear doll could be this strong? If they had any sense, they’d have caught on like Ren did—but those fools were remarkably oblivious.”
I glanced around and pointed at Clinky, who was shuffling backward on his rear end with all the grace of a crab.
“Especially him.”
That one was spectacularly dense.
Alfredo’s golden eyes fixed upon Clinky.
Oh, he looked furious.
No words were spoken, yet his charisma was overwhelming.
“Clinky….”
“Grand Mage, sir. The thing is….”
Clinky, bruises darkening beneath his eyes, shook his white hair like burnt straw and launched into excuses.
“I knew nothing! I never imagined there could be a bear doll this powerful….”
“Foolish. Can you still not comprehend?”
“Comprehend what, sir?”
Clinky and his ragtag mages asked in bewildered unison.
“This person is a noble being of the Demon Realm—a Witch!”
“….”
The 85th Floor fell into profound silence. Every mage’s gaze snapped toward me simultaneously.
This wasn’t the kind of attention I’d wanted.
“A Witch…?”
“Isn’t that a legendary existence?”
“Didn’t they exist only before Alfredo reached his current realm?”
“What have we just done?”
“Did we just attack a Witch?”
Without needing further prompting, the mages gradually comprehended the gravity of their transgression, then collapsed to their knees in unison, pressing their foreheads to the ground.
“We greet the Witch!”
Somehow, my identity had been completely exposed within half a day of arriving at the Magic Tower.
I thought Blake in the Eastern Region wouldn’t be pleased to learn of this, and waved my hand in greeting.
“That’s enough, that’s enough.”
The moment I flicked my hand to tell them to rise, they all stood in remarkably synchronized fashion.
There—if they’d shown this kind of discipline before getting beaten, wouldn’t that have been nice?
Clinky looked like a man whose very soul had departed.
“A Witch… I was trying to cut open a Witch’s belly….”
He was beginning to look so pitiful that I sent reassuring signals.
“You wouldn’t have managed it anyway, so don’t dwell on it.”
“I’m insane, completely insane!”
There was no reasoning with him.
I decided to leave him be. Meanwhile, the other mages had begun staring at me with eyes that gleamed like polished gems.
“Um… Witch, ma’am.”
“Call me Vivian.”
“Vivian. So when you defeated us earlier, you were channeling your mana directly to cast those spells?”
“That’s right.”
“What an honor! To be beaten by a witch’s magic!”
“Please, hit us again! Use different spells on us!”
This was hopeless. They weren’t making any sense.
None of them were in their right minds.
Tired of explaining further, I turned my gaze toward Ren, who had remained quiet the entire time.
Then Ren, who had been lost in thought and not participating in the conversation, suddenly exclaimed as if remembering something: “Oh!”
Ren spoke to me urgently, as I clung tightly beside the cauldron.
“That cauldron—Clinky brought it back when he went to the Snowy Mountain before.”
The Snowy Mountain?
I glanced back at Clinky, and he seemed clueless. Ren continued.
“Oh, he doesn’t remember. He’s picked up so many things that he probably forgot about this one.”
I was about to ask which Snowy Mountain, but a firm voice cut me off abruptly.
“Ren, you should speak respectfully.”
“…Huh?”
At the sudden interjection, Ren blinked stupidly.
It wasn’t Alfredo, nor was it the other Mage.
Looking toward the source of the voice, it was Clinky. He wiped away his nosebleed and spoke to Ren.
“Respectfully.”
Ren’s brow furrowed—apparently, he hadn’t expected this from Clinky of all people.
“What? Clinky. I don’t normally speak respectfully. Only to Alfredo, and to no one else…”
“But you just called her a witch!”
“That’s… what does that have to do with it…”
“Everyone listen up! From now on, anyone who doesn’t treat Vivian with proper respect will face my wrath!”
Then Clinky winked at me, his eyes darkened with bruises.
“What is he doing?”
Ignoring my disgusted reaction, Clinky crawled toward me on his knees and asked.
“Would you like me to massage your shoulders?”
“No. Never mind. Ren, continue. I don’t care whether you speak respectfully or not.”
“Do you know the Riches Mountain Range? That mountain has a lot of natural mana, so Mages love going there. Everyone visits frequently to gather mana.”
Since I had never been to the Riches Mountain Range, I listened silently.
“Clinky had been there before too. Of course, not for training or anything like that—there were rumors of treasure buried there, so he went for that.”
Ren turned back and asked, “Right?” and Clinky nodded obediently.
“Yeah.”
“But when he went into a dangerous cave looking for treasure, instead of finding treasure, he found some cauldron and complained about it to me.”
“Was that so? Your memory is pretty good when it comes to this stuff, Ren.”
“I was trying to steal yours.”
“You crazy bastard!”
“Ahem!”
Alfredo cut between the two of them with a deliberate cough before they could start another round.
I stroked my chin, lost in deep thought.
“So this is what it was.”
“I didn’t know this could show me the Demon Realm either.”
“Can I have it?”
Though I’d already planned to take it, it seemed only right to ask Ren, who’d picked it up, first.
Ren answered obediently.
“You can have it.”
“You’re sure? You won’t ask for it back?”
“I can’t use it anyway. In exchange, just tell me what kind of world the Demon Realm is. You’re a witch, after all.”
“Fine.”
“Really? I—I want to hear about it too! Vivian!”
Clinky came rushing over and bowed his head to me frantically.
I refused outright.
“No.”
“Why…?”
Clinky’s expression crumpled as though he might burst into tears at any moment.
Go ahead and cry if you need to, you fool.
I heard Ren chuckling beside me. Clinky’s face fell as he grabbed my ankle.
I looked down at Clinky and spoke with a sly smile.
“If you do your work well from now on, I’ll consider it.”
The moment I gave him an opening, Clinky seized it with remarkable speed.
“I will, ma’am!”
Behind him, the others raised their hands eagerly.
“Me too!”
“I’ll serve you as well, Vivian!”
“If there’s any magic you need cast, just rest and leave it to us!”
“Following strength is a mage’s instinct, after all!”
“We want to hear about the Demon Realm! We want to learn powerful magic too!”
Looking at the mages prostrate at my feet, I grinned wickedly.
I wished Blake in the Eastern Region and Nix waiting anxiously at the Mansion could see this sight.
It was a shame they couldn’t.
Can you see this? Blake, Nix?
I told you, didn’t I?
Strength truly is supreme.

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