The Last Boss Witch Will Keep Her Past Self’s Crush Until Her Dying Day

40 Curse Balance

Noticing my chilling glance, Charlotte, sitting in the front, hastily seated Miss Emelda. There are tons of sweat balls floating around my forehead.

It’s tough. “Afterwards” was a cheerful character who scratches the field, but now there’s no shadow to see.

But you better not be alarmed. In his original work, he became a traitor who circulated information to Sonia for her incurable sister. That if you put rose jewels in the reward, you can also be part of a witch’s terrorist organization.

“Oh, you know, Emelda. Can I take care of the negotiations? Can you keep your mouth shut until I tell you I’m good? Huh?”

“Ahhh… sorry. I’m adulterating…”

Miss Emelda finally noticed the air on the field, she snorted. I bruise my hands on my cheeks to learn the fire lighting of shame.

Maybe it’s because it’s a diagonal seat, but Miss Emelda hardly meets me in the eye. It’s as if you’re ignoring existence.

Nice work, huh?

I tilted my neck.

Something’s wrong, isn’t it? Emelda was a little more likable. I don’t think she was a pig rushing and stupid daughter so far.

With the recoil freed from house arrest life, you’re just losing your reason?

… or is it possible that the brain has already been hit by a recoil of predictive abilities?

If that’s the case, I have no sympathy or mercy. To me Miss Emelda is a disturbing presence anytime, anywhere. Maybe it’s each other because she feels the same way about me.

I want to change the flow of the original, but only the cause of me and Miss Emelda won’t disappear. I don’t like it.

I listened to Charlotte as I mocked myself in my heart.

“I will speak in turn from the beginning. About a month ago, Emelda made a certain prediction. Prince Rain is cursed and fallen.”

The men of the castle were half-hearted, but just in case they set a line on where the prince would enter and leave, so that only the minimum number of people needed could be met. Especially a woman with a potential witch. Apparently, she was kept away. Miss Emelda and her maid Mocha, without exception, were forbidden to make contact.

A report came in that one day that a cursed terrorist attack had been carried out in Mariala and Azrit territory that had made it look like a demonic disease. Miss Emelda’s predictions came with credibility, and tensions increased around the prince.

But there was an incident while waiting for a follow-up report from Brother Sunnig.

“I hear the prince argued with His Majesty the King about something. At that time His Majesty and his proximity, the Kingsguard knights of the prince who tried to stop him, fell one after the other. Symptoms appeared of high fever, similar to the spell reported. And there was a black mole all over the prince.”

Ville moved pickly on the word black mole.

Same symptoms as Raz.

“Emelda also predicted that a black mole would appear, but she saw it as a cursed symptom. The prince was abruptly debilitated and in a coma. That’s where Master Sunnig reported the details of the spell attack. The boy, who hated and cursed the villagers in the Azlit countryside, had a black mole all over his body, he said. Given the circumstances, it was clear that the prince had cursed His Majesty”

Perhaps a mole is a sign of cursing people.

Me and Ville were cursed the moment we met with Raz. Looks like the Mistrian kings, with their eyes on the fierce prince, were cursed.

“I’m still incredible… I can’t believe that prince hates his father enough to curse him. I knew I was thinking about it in my prudent life, but how could I suddenly…”

In the middle of the conversation, Charlotte leaks a pompous suspicion.

From me, I have no doubt that the prince will curse King Mistria.

If the prince finds out the truth about the attack on the King’s capital twenty years ago, it’s not strange to be willing to kill him.

To his desire for the throne, now king Schnello of Mistria murdered Ville’s parents, had Jebella kill his father, the former king, and secretly carried out a coup d ‘état. And he exchanges a covenant of silence with Aronia, his accomplice. Risk the life of me and my prince, who will eventually be born.

In the end, moreover, he lost his greed and sought the jewel of immortality, accommodating materials and experimental objects to his mother for research. Many of them are the people of Mistria.

Twenty years of peaceful reign had led to King Xian and his famous father taking up livestock duties in the shadows.

I wonder how the prince felt when he found out the truth?

As a result of increased distrust of the King, you would have imagined one disgusting after another.

Maybe me and the king showed each other at the wedding to fit themselves in.

Care may not be lifted as it is and the throne may not be ceded.

There may be a very bad and outrageous plan underway.

No wonder if you think that anxiety has exploded and led to a curse.

The question is, did you get to the truth on your own, or was someone overheard… naturally the latter, right? There must be a witch who dyed the prince’s heart with hatred and carried out the spell.

I kept women away from the prince’s neighborhood, because I don’t know how thorough it was.

You still have Zeoli spell users in the wicked witch organization. I can’t insult you.

I roared pretending to be in tune with Charlotte’s mourning.

“So what happened to His Majesty and His Royal Highness the King? What’s the status of Wang Du?

Charlotte nodded as her brother urged her to get ahead of the conversation.

“Due to His Majesty’s unconscious weight, the current government is carried out by the Queen on her behalf. Restrict access to the castle, and the people of Wang Capital will not have noticed yet because they are regulating information. His Highness has raised the voice that ‘the prince should not also be sentenced to fire in order to break the curse of His Majesty the King’, but it has not been executed because the queen is sheltering the prince. But it’s only a matter of time. Your Majesty’s body is weakening day by day, and if this condition continues for a few more weeks… there will be no respite anymore”

They’re mobilizing a brilliant magician to relieve the symptoms of the curse, but they don’t have a curse.

Starting with the king, all those in charge of the Mistrian hub fell. Besides, the culprit of the curse is Prince Wang. I can’t ask the outside world for help just because of something. The mess in the castle will be terrible. I’m sorry.

Normally, a prince should be executed.

Even if it’s all because of the witch organization, it’s true that it harmed the king. And let not the queen take refuge in it, and hold her not guilty. Naturally priority is given to saving the present king.

Well, as for knowing the truth, I think it’s the king who’s done all he can to be cursed.

The king and the prince are going to fall together if we keep doing this. Poor subordinate caught in the curse. Some of them will not be involved in the king’s evil deeds.

Surely the king had a side room, could he have another boy?

Compared to Prince Rain, however, it is not painful. Rumor has it that there is no attraction for appearance, ability, or personality. He himself hopes to descend under Prince Rain. The country looks rough.

No, a witch organization that set up a curse on terrorism in the first place could get the country into a gap of confusion. If they raid the king’s capital now, there won’t be a single one.

… I’m still in the middle of a conversation, but I totally thought about when the king and the prince died.

You can’t. No matter how much, you’re careless.

Unlike someone else, I don’t put emotions on my face. I make a serious face when I’m serious.

“We have received a secret order from the Queen. He wants you to lift the curse the prince put on you besides the execution.”

In order to avoid executions to break the curse, we have to break the curse in another way. Although the execution feels inevitable at the time of the curse, let’s leave that problem alone for now.

I hear the queen couldn’t trust the castle people. Only about the Charlottes were found moving purely for the prince. Besides, if Miss Emelda’s predictive power is real, now is the time to use it. The queen chose no means. You’ve done a lot of thinking to get a predictable hater out there. Big nuisance.

“There were only two ways to curse it. Kill the wicked witch who deals with the spell, or head to the top of Cathedral Spiritual Mountain to get the Tearful Silver Shizuku. We have chosen to obtain Tear Silver Shizuku over witches who do not know if we will find it. But…”

Charlotte dropped deeply and grabbed her fist all the time she put it on her knees.

“That mountain, I can’t. I took a soldier selected at our chamber of commerce, but the Warcraft was too strong to escape. And the fog of hallucinations that provoke broken allies panicked…”

Yeah, yeah, I saw it in “Tomorrow.”

That spiritual mountain cannot be attacked unless it climbs with its fellow bound by a true bond.

That’s what I was expecting, but you finally figured out why the Emeldas came to see us.

Charlotte corrected her residence and pleaded with me.

“We have come to the conclusion that we have no choice but to rely on Ville for our lives. He is an overwhelming witchkiller knight and our most trusted companion. I really need the help of Ville to save the king and the prince. Would you excuse me to take him for a few weeks?”

Lend the Ville for the Spiritual Mountain Attack. Don’t make me laugh even though this is a situation you shouldn’t laugh at.

“Look, Emelda too… apologize for that day first”

Miss Emelda, allowed to speak by Charlotte, turned her gaze to me for the first time. Eyes filled with vigilance, suspicion and dissatisfaction. You don’t like doing me a favor. Very well.

Still for my favorite prince, Miss Emelda opened her mouth, apparently determined, so I shook my neck sideways.

“Fine. Because if you apologize, you made it Lady Rain. And we’re talking about accompanying Ville to you, but I refuse.”

Charlotte gave a bitter look and Miss Emelda opened her eyes.

I hear your brother and Eudia had anticipated my reply, so I was calm. On the contrary, my brother just said, “Fight hard.”

Brother, are you okay? You don’t have to say that.

My brother looked strange when I sent him eye contact. It would mean keeping quiet. I understand.

“Why not? Even though it’s a danger to the lives of kings and princes of this country!

Miss Emelda screams from her diagonal seat.

It doesn’t matter to me how honorable the royal life is. They are not among my precious things.

“I don’t want my squire to go to such a dangerous place. Ville is no longer Lady Rain’s knight. It will be the role of the Kingsguard now to help Master Rain with his life.”

“Mr. Kingsguard almost fell into a curse! None of the rest of us can fight as well as Ville, and we all get hurt in Spiritual Mountain… we have to be Ville…”

“I’m sorry about that, but that’s why you wouldn’t rely on Ville, naturally? I only have Ville as my squire. It’s irreplaceable to me. Give it up.”

Isn’t it strange to throw out the present Lord, a squire who works for the previous Lord?

Apparently she gave up my persuasion early, and Miss Emelda looked up at Ville with tearful eyes.

“Vil! Master Rain is dead like this, and Mistria’s in trouble! Help!”

“Wait, Emelda. Don’t be hasty. I’m in a position to act without Miss Sonia’s permission. We need to talk to her first.”

“But Charlotte! It is also the Queen’s request to help Laine! It’s weird that you can’t help us!

Are you trying to say that it’s bad not to obey the orders of the great queen?

As compensation for the Mistrian royal breach of his covenant, Ville became mine. I can’t wait if they bring that back again for royal convenience. Too selfish. No shards of good faith either.

I sighed.

“If you’re going to give me the queen’s name, of course you have a formal request, right?

Both Charlotte and Miss Emelda looked pale in my words. Guess the answer.

My brother tells me somewhat, but the queen doesn’t like witches, does she?

It was supposed to be a relationship between my wife and my aunt, but I hadn’t even exchanged letters before. He was also absent from the wedding ceremony. It’s obvious they don’t like you.

If the Queen were to abandon her pride in the crisis of her only son and rely on me, she could have considered cooperating, but she didn’t seem to intend to.

Maybe the Queen doesn’t have the idea of trusting a witch. It’s natural to be wary because it’s the witch who incorporated the prince into the spell, but it’s unpleasant to be left alone with a terrorist.

Anyway, it’s Miss Emelda and Charlotte’s arbitrariness that’s been visiting me and Ville. Then we don’t need to work on it. Me and Ville can’t get out of Azrite in the first place without the King’s permission. You don’t have a choice.

“We don’t have any information about the castle. It’s impossible to cooperate without a letter from the queen. I can’t believe you guys. Are you sure His Majesty the King or Laine is in danger? Can you prove you’re not trying to frame me again?

“… I can’t even think of deceiving people with their lives”

Miss Emelda was stunned. Oh, that’s irritating.

Did you forget what you did to me?

“Anyway, would you take the official messenger back out? Or why don’t you negotiate with your brother? Azrite soldiers are brilliant.”

When I turned to the water, my brother shook his head lightly to the side.

“That’s hard. I can’t lend soldiers at your request either. [M] We must hurry to the castle and make sure.”

If there’s anything wrong with lending a soldier to the average person you meet, it’s a big problem, of course. I’m sorry to hear that.

“Oh, no. Not like this… Huh!

Miss Emelda looked up behind me, looking up at Ville.

Vil would believe me, wouldn’t you?

Such expectations are caged.

… Nothing. Even I don’t think Miss Emelda or Charlotte is lying. I’m pretty sure something happened at a time when she was walking free, and she doesn’t look like she has the acting skills to fool me.

I simply don’t like being taken Ville. Something that is not meant to save a prince and a king.

If the royal family is doomed like this and the wicked witches take over the country… if your brother is going to fight, he will cooperate, and if it’s going to be a mess, he can move every cruise to another country. It’s nothing like I’m in a hurry.

Well, what does Ville look like?

I have predictions. He can’t break things up as much as I do.

Turning around, Ville was still leaning over with a sinking face. I want to rush to the crisis of my best friend, and I want to respond if the girl in my first love counts on me. That look on my face.

Yes… ok.

“I’ll let Ville choose. Stay by me or head with them to Spiritual Mountain”

Everyone in the room expressed surprise. Especially since Ville is solidifying in an incredible way.

Surprised because what you’re saying isn’t what you’ve been saying?

I’m a little surprised too. I feel like I’m trying to be childish. But I can’t stop anymore. I’m sorry.

I smiled extraordinarily glossy.

“But if you’re going with them, don’t show up before me again. You don’t need a man to break a promise.”

He told me he wasn’t going anywhere.

I want to believe what Ville says. I want you to believe me.

“What, you mean you’ll free Ville-kun from his squire?

Waiting for Ville’s answer as she looks sideways at Miss Emelda shining her eyes in anticipation.

… I’m relieved. You can tell by the look on your face.

How hurt you are by my words.

“I’m not going. I’ll stay with Sonia.”

A hard voice echoed into the room.