The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Life’s Choices

“Eh?” I rubbed my eyes and looked at the paper again. With every word I scanned, its meaning would emerge in my mind, many of them peculiar, some even inexplicable with my knowledge from my previous life, yet I understood them.
It gave me a feeling of being able to understand but not articulate, or like the Tao: the Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao.
These memories about the script appeared suddenly. I didn’t understand it at all before. This was not my memory, but was it just Parul’s knowledge? How could a beggar little girl possibly understand such ancient script.

“Parul, are you really alright?” Older Brother Jayad asked with great worry. Parul had seemed unwell several times recently. He couldn’t help but suspect if the Witch had cast some curse on her just now.

“I’m fine, but I suddenly seem to understand these words,” I said with doubt.

“Which ones? Are they these strange characters?” Older Brother Jayad asked in surprise. If I could recognize the Witch’s annotations, he could understand, but I could recognize the ancient script. The Witch’s handwriting was still incomprehensible to me.

“Mhm,” I nodded, confirming Older Brother Jayad’s guess. I couldn’t quite understand it myself, why I could suddenly understand these words, but it just happened.

“Could it be that these were also taught to you by whispers in your dream?” Older Brother Jayad suddenly asked. That was the only possibility he could think of.

I also suddenly froze, because it was the only possibility I could think of. If this knowledge did not come from myself, nor from Parul, then it could only have been transmitted to me by an unknown entity through whispers.

And speaking of whispers, it made me think of the Great Fly I saw when I transmigrated. I seemed to have lost a large chunk of my memory then. When I recalled the process of transmigration, my brain ached faintly.

If there was any memory I didn’t know being instilled into my brain, there was only one entity that could have done it, and that was this Great Fly.
The problem was, why would it give me this kind of knowledge? Why did it understand these strange words? And why did it throw me into this world? I was utterly baffled.

“Parul, don’t worry about anything else for now. Since you can understand it, what does it say? Is there a method to become a Witch?” Older Brother Jayad asked excitedly.

“What? Older Brother Jayad, do you want to become a Witch too?” I asked playfully. I had only recently changed from a boy to a girl, which was a strange experience.

“Of course, of course not. How could I possibly become a Witch?” Older Brother Jayad was doused with cold water, and his excitement diminished greatly.

“I’m just concerned about Parul. Perhaps you could become a Witch?” Older Brother Jayad said sheepishly.

“Do you really think becoming a Witch is a good thing?” I retorted. The power of Witches was indeed evident, but I hadn’t forgotten that even such powerful Witches had been captured, tortured, and nearly died by immolation.

There must be even more powerful forces in this world, and they might be very unfriendly to Witches, even maintaining the Middle Ages custom of Witch hunts. After all, these were real Witches, and they were indeed extremely dangerous.
However, after thinking it over, I felt it was still an Opportunity, a chance to truly survive independently, without relying on Older Brother Jayad. Although there was risk, my current life was worse than death. It was better to seek Change.

So, I began to seriously interpret the Witch’s book, which for me, was also the first step in opening Pandora’s box.