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

46 Throne in the Mist

When Sonia paid for the smokescreen with wind sorcery, the flying dragon with Charlotte and Emelda on board was across the grey sky with his sushi. Straight in the direction of the King’s Capital.

Neither Sonia nor Lord Sunnig were moving. They haven’t taken the tear silver Shizukuishi, or are there any injuries, just to check the damage.

“You sure you don’t want me to chase you?

“Yeah. Charlotte has a gun, doesn’t she? You don’t have a good share in air warfare. Besides, the destination looks the same, so it won’t be a problem. Even if not, Miss Emelda has a few landmarks on her. When you’re in trouble, your brother’s magician can use magic to locate you.”

Sonia was calm.

He thought he might be raided by a witch from a terrorist organization on the road and captured Emelda. If Emelda really has the ability to predict and know, she should want to get it back on hand soon. But I didn’t think Charlotte would take Emelda forcefully.

There’s only one reason I can think of to break away from us without telling you anything here.

“… Charlotte betrayed the kingdom and gave it to a terrorist organization.”

“Probably. I wonder if Mr. Mastermind even grips me with his weakness…. Too bad.”

The face of Charlotte, who said he didn’t want to vandalize the kingdom even for the sake of his family, depends. It didn’t look like you were lying very much.

You mean we were put on a charlotte and taken out of Azrite territory?

“No, I’m not. Me and my brother both need to go to Wangdu. It doesn’t matter what Charlotte thinks.”

If Charlotte betrayed him, he stepped on that it would be more profitable to let him swim than to question him without proof. If we’re good, we’ll know where the mastermind is, and we don’t have to shy away from it in the future more than betrayal has become decisive.

They gave you a ride, Sonia says. Lord Sunnig, too, but I’m afraid I’m too dependable.

Sonia looks up to me to care for her. “Hard?” “Worried about Miss Emelda?” I felt like I was being asked.

“I’m fine. I was ready.”

I haven’t enjoyed Charlotte’s betrayal so much.

Even if he was being blackmailed, it is Charlotte’s freedom to obey or defy. He didn’t even ask me for help.

I guess this is the best answer for him. Throw something away, but protect important things. I don’t deserve to blame for that act. I prioritize things, too.

Emelda, who was taken away, is just pathetic. If you were to be built, manipulated, used, and only look before without realizing it, there would be no more hilarious life.

But right now, I don’t think I want to help her.

Emelda attacked my most important thing. It doesn’t matter, even if she was brainwashed by the mastermind and geared to hate Sonia. If Emelda tries to hurt Sonia again, she will now pull out the witchkiller without hesitation and eliminate it as an enemy.

As strange as I am, I have no feelings for Emelda.

I wonder where my thoughts on her that once burned my chest so much have gone. Are all sorts of facts shocking and refusing to think?

Really thin, I think. Now in retrospect, I doubt that was really love. Compared to my vivid feelings for Sonia, I feel terribly pale and backward.

There’s nothing more I can do for Emelda. I just pray.

If you two headed to the royal castle, it would be nice to at least meet Prince Rain. Because I don’t know when it will be the last time for both of us.

We left again and the line arrived safely in Wang Capital. For once, Sonia and I were told to rest in the Aspinell-owned mansion. Because I could see the hassle of applying to the king.

Me and Sonia unhooked the trip and looked out the window in line.

“You have a thick fog.”

The land pattern, Wang Du is foggy, but it’s dark again today. I can stir up anxiety because I can’t foresee my vision.

For the first time in a long time, there was no such thing as dew in the King’s capital as an antiquity, and I didn’t feel like I was back. There’s nothing unusual about the township, and the people you go out with don’t seem to change. Apparently, it’s me who’s changed.

But only the royal castle that looked up emits somewhat gloomy signs. Is it because you know the prince’s curse is swirling?

“I wonder if I made it. I feel odd signs, but faintly similar in magic to when I was in Van Hyde. Looks like you haven’t broken the curse yet. If the prince had been burned, it would have been a little more noisy.”

“Right.”

Prince Rain may be spared execution if he delivers tear silver Shizuku. I know it’s not going to be that easy, but I need your help somehow.

The prince had sometimes brutally chosen to carry out his duties as royalty, but he was always the one who thought and worked hard whether he was a good monarch or not. It’s not much to die here. He will surely be a good king. At least much more than the current king.

Sonia said. I wonder if the prince stuffed up with the king to find out the truth about the attack on the king’s capital twenty years ago. So I expressed the curse. If you’re the prince who’s angry with the king, I’m dying to see you.

And I want to say goodbye clearly.

I will never go back under the Mistrian royal family. I will never forget what I owe you. Praying for peace on the western edge of Mistria, he said.

I apologize for being selfish, but I want the prince to help me put my bullies on.

The question is whether the king will forgive the prince after the curse is lifted… but in some cases the Aspinel family will also call on other territories and plead for their lives. It is not the case that we are fighting within the royal family until we defeat the terrorist organization. The prince’s punishment should be dropped off once and for all.

Lord Sunnig is now going to see what’s going on under the castle on his own feet. He’s tough when he says he’s been on a forcible army journey. I’m fine because I’m working out…

“Ah.”

I held my head against my own incompetence. I was completely oblivious even though I had to pay constant attention to the physical condition of the obedient Lord.

“What’s going on?

“Sonia, why don’t you lay down a little and get some rest? You’ll be tired.”

“Yeah? I’m fine, thanks”

What returned was a graceful smile that did not make me feel tired from the long journey.

…………

Mindful of when there was a witch raid, Charlotte took Emelda away, and came to the king’s capital in contention with time. The body may be tireless with rose spiritual water, but it should be mentally exhausted.

I wondered.

Sonia used to say it’s natural and funny because she’s happy now. You still do?

If it’s not my fault, there are such signs in Sonia today that I fear something, as if I was ahead of a depressing appointment. I don’t feel like I’m fixing my expression.

What will happen next, will the prince and king help, and how will the witch move?

And who is the mastermind, and what is its purpose?

I can’t read ahead at all and have vague anxieties. That’s why I decided I would be faithful to one point of protecting Sonia, and then I got belly upset that I had to move to suit the situation on the spot.

But maybe Sonia isn’t. I’m nervous because I have some predictions. The truth is, I wonder if you have also diluted the identity and purpose of the mastermind.

Suppose that’s an inconvenient fact for Sonia.

Suppose you’re overdeciding how to deal with it.

I wasn’t sure if I should ask. I’m very curious if Sonia hasn’t been forced to. But there’s no way I can solve a problem that annoys her. Maybe it’s my fault in the first place, and I can’t put into words the questions I have myself.

It’s not a good idea to get extra attention before you look at it. Let’s take it easy.

… so I came to a conclusion and stopped. It’s my bad habit to think too much to do anything.

What am I by Sonia for?

After the mess, I silently attracted Sonia’s luxurious body. Hey, Sonia stuck it in my arm without any resistance while I asked.

I’ll be next to Sonia no matter what path she chooses. I won’t let you face the difficulties alone. If you have any problems, I want you to talk to me. If you really mean to hold it alone, at least take a breath now.

When I put my strength into my arms with that wish, Sonia has also kept her weight after a while.

“… I want to go home to Kruge soon”

My chest filled with a puffy, zero, obstinate voice. I felt I could hear Sonia’s true meaning rarely.

“Oh. Let’s just settle down and go home”

“……………… yeah”

When she let go of her body, Sonia laughed in a good mood. Don’t make it a weird “fudge,” he said something unexplainable and hugged me again.

Oh, good.

The smile is real now.

Lost as much and called to Lord Sunnig, we headed to the castle gate.

When I stood nearby, my skin was scratched with unusual air even when I had no wound brain.

“The gatekeeper is absent, and the castle gate is stretched with a sorcery junction and they can’t get inside. Miss Emelda seems to be in the castle… but you were a little late.”

“Well, you didn’t make it. What shall we do?

Lord Sunnig snorted, and Sonia leaned her little neck.

Has the castle already been occupied by the wicked witches? If so, they would have taken both the king and the prince hostage, and it’s not weird when they kill them. Sonia said it wasn’t a big threat, but there was also a risk that Emelda’s all-knowing power would be used and this trend would slip away.

The situation sucks.

“Is there not enough power to forcibly break through? Hmm, from the fact that the people under the castle haven’t noticed the takeover of the castle, I don’t think there’s as many enemies as there are, but what does Sonia think?

“I agree. Are you a few elite, or maybe there are people in the castle who have guided you. There will just be hostages, so why don’t we use the use of force as a last resort for now, propose negotiations and ask for gaps?

“Negotiation? If they shield the king’s life, they can’t usually make a decent deal.”

As I listened to the conversation between the two with distracting thoughts as to why I could work out the operation pale without rush, I heard an unhegemonic voice from across the fog.

“We arrived much earlier than expected and were surprised…”

Nefra Konrat, a man who once came as a king’s messenger, appeared, respectfully thanking his nobility. He has come through the juncture.

“Nefra…… are you a Mistrian traitor?

Upon Sonia’s inquiry, Nefra held onto the silveredge glasses and returned a thin smile.

“No way. I’m being threatened. If you defy orders, you don’t know what will happen to the royal family…. so forgive me. We apologize for not being able to reply to your letter.”

Nefla narrows her eyes as if she were enjoying this situation. Too much whiteness exposes our vigilance.

I even slept with a terrorist organization until I was a magician serving the royal family. I wonder what’s going on in the castle. Is the Prince, Mocha, and Citrine safe? Cold sweat conveys the spine.

Without being frightened of being surrounded by us, Nefra tells her nicely.

“Sorry for the quick…… Dear Sonia Carnelian, Dear Bill Obsidia. We’ve been asked to show you both to the castle.”

“Alas, who calls us for what?

“If you insist, it’s better that you bind all your plans to make sure your hearts are clear.”

I was terribly frustrated by the abstract narrative. Sonia laughs like trouble.

“Hehe, that means Mr. Mastermind wants to know what we think. I don’t know what that means. You think I’m gonna follow you with all those inviting complaints? It was cheap.”

“No, you’d be here. But that’s right…”

Nefra snuck up to Sonia all the time and eared something. I kept it to put my hands on the witchkiller because I wasn’t willing to kill him, but it was a sight that made me want to tongue.

“… Fine. Let’s go.”

In contrast to me peeling my eyes, Lord Sunnig was calm.

“Sonia. Don’t ride the visible trap”

“It’s okay. At least now I’m sure my enemies won’t harm me yet. Besides, I found out Mr. Mastermind was in the castle. I’d love to meet you and talk to you.”

“… then I’ll go too. You don’t mind?

Nefra grinned bitterly as Lord Sunnig stepped forward.

“I was wondering if I should stop. The Mistrian royal family is in a crisis of disconnection. You should take care of yourself for a time to come. Dear Sunnig Aspinel… if you had the right to inherit the throne until eight times, you’d know what that means, wouldn’t you?

“Huh?”

Both Sonia and I were surprised by the statement. The only ones who didn’t move were Lord Sunnig’s bellies.

“Brother… Could you possibly draw royal blood?

Lord Sunnig wrinkled between his eyebrows without looking funny and looked up at the cloudy sky.

“Oh. Almost no one should know because of the remoteness. Now I think it might have been intentionally hidden. It’s something that my predecessors King Stommus adored a lot, but that seems to have distressed His Majesty Schnello. Immediately after the Wang du raid, he returned his inheritance rights and pledged his absolute loyalty to His Majesty. I waved my tail every time after that. Otherwise, the Aspinells might have disconnected a long time ago”

Indeed, Schnello, now king of Mistria, had a poor compromise with his father, and he seemed anxious to succeed the throne. That led to the coup plan twenty years ago.

Apparently, one end of King Schnello’s anxiety was the presence of Lord Sunnig, who had been brilliant, charismatic and eyed by the King since his childhood.

“I am and have never been interested in the throne. It would suffice to have a garden about Azrite territory. From now on, I’m not going to fit on the throne of infirmity.”

“Having said that, I knew my brother would be waiting for you at the mansion. If anything happens to your brother, the people of Azrit will be in trouble.”

“That would be you, too. Without Sonia, the witches of Kruge…”

“I won’t be gone. It’s not even an easy fool to get hit by an enemy. Ville is with me. Don’t your brother believe us?

If Sonia asks me to go upstairs, most guys will snort. Lord Sunnig was also defeated by that power. He sighed and slapped me on the shoulder. I left it to you, I thought you said. If you don’t respond here, you’re not a man. I’m ready.

Okay, let’s go.

Entering the castle first, Nefra was able to cross the line without difficulty.

There was cold air in the castle. Once majestic, there is no shadow to see. The lighting was dark, with mud and dead leaves falling on the floor, as if they had been struck down. There’s no sign of people, only our footsteps sound.

“I’ve kept some of the tears silver Shizuku from my brother… is His Majesty or Prince Rain safe?

“No… the Prince is still barely alive, but His Majesty the King has already taken his breath away”

“Huh!”

Nefra talked in detail, enjoying our breathtaking reaction.

A few days ago, a witch entered the castle and quickly took control. The queen and uncalled subjects were imprisoned in dungeons. And a few minutes ago, he said, there were events that would cause the prince’s hate heart to grow, and several kings and bellies who were cursed at once died. Some didn’t die at that moment, but it seems it’s time to limit your health. And the prince is still isolated somewhere in the castle, and it’s not strange whenever his life runs out.

I didn’t make it. Not at all, I haven’t made it.

But something’s wrong. What’s the purpose of the enemy?

Twenty years ago, in a Kings Capital raid, the witch Jebella snatched the king’s head and declared that Mistria would be the kingdom of witches, plunging the people to the bottom of their fear. Before the overwhelming power of the witch, the whole country seems to have lost its will to war.

But this time, after he has cursed the king to death by the prince, he keeps the king’s death secret inside the castle. Meanwhile, he pulled me, Sonia, and Lord Sunnig out to King’s Capital.

You want to deflect the time of death and make us guilty of killing kings?

That’s possible. Then shouldn’t we leave the castle now?

Though she asked for instructions with her gaze, Sonia only listened to Nefra with a chilling look.

“That’s causal…… twenty years ago, it’s better to join hands with a witch and take life and a throne from her father, by witch skill and your son. This past month you will have suffered fully and regretted what you have done.”

“You said you got what you deserved. Do you resent your majesty?

“I myself am nothing in particular…. However, my servant should also have the right to choose the Lord. I have a sense of respect and awe for the One, and I am grateful. Thanks to you, my research went on for five years. In return, I have helped him fulfill his grief.”

Nefra clearly admitted. He said he betrayed the king and gave it to a terrorist organization.

Sonia controls me with her hands, knowing I put my hands on the witchkiller.

“That paper, you didn’t just make it out of your power, did you?

“Yeah. I asked him to help”

“… space magic to predict, to know, to curse. You’re totally beyond witchcraft.”

I remember when Sonia was admiring Nefra’s thesis. A new sorcery of bold ideas that you wouldn’t expect in a witch. The enemy has a deep sense of magic.

“Yes, he was born as much as possible as the king of witches. I’m no match for those witches.”

Upon ascending the stairs, Nefra indicated outside the corridor. You should be able to look down the courtyard from here. He thought so and embarked on himself, his eyes trembling at the unlikely sight.

“… are they all dead?

A dozen women had fallen to fold in the courtyard. Some have burned black, some have shed a great deal of blood, and some have burst out of their bellies.

The stench on the wind blurred my nose and I covered my mouth with my hands.

“It’s all a witch who was serving that one. They gave him a reward because he was used up.”

“Rewards…”

“It’s a rose jewel. However, it was a poisonous rose that wasn’t real. Whoever took it without a doubt died, and whoever found himself deceived was killed against his teeth. Instant kill… that was a roll.”

A tragic sight seemed to come to my attention.

“How could you let your men…”

“Come on? I can’t believe you’re a subordinate. That would mean you didn’t think I think this reassured you. Sonia is the only witch in this castle right now.”

Nefra prompts ahead.

I saw the power of my enemies, and I couldn’t read my thoughts and was just confused. Sonia, who was quietly watching the courtyard, proceeded with a faceless walk.

Eventually Nefra stopped in front of the heavy door.

“We have arrived. He’s waiting for you here.”

It was during the glance that I was guided. This is the place to show the King’s authority. As one of the people of Mistria, as a former knight who was serving the royal family, I was outraged that this sacred place had been taken.

“You two go inside. I will guard the door. [M] Wish you a good fight, Sonia.”

Me and Sonia looked at each other. One red eye nods.

Finally face to face with the mastermind.

I took a deep breath, touched the witchkiller lightly, and then I opened the door.

A light voice echoed, unsuitable for the harsh air that wrapped up between the glances.

“- It’s good to see you sooner than I thought. But in a hurry. I was supposed to have you stop by Spiritual Mountain. It’s something that comes straight to the King’s Capital, so I’m supposed to kill the King sooner than planned. I’m sorry to hear that.”

He sat on the throne and looked down at us with a smile. My legs aren’t on the floor and I’m hanging out.

The moment I saw him, my head turned white.

“Citrine……?

A twelve-year-old boy looks at me and laughs innocently. The very child who succeeded in the prank.

“Ville is good! I’m glad you’re so surprised…. you’re no cuter than that, Sonia.”

Sonia stood on the spot with Rin, without any shards of agitation.

“Are you telling me that Citrine is the mastermind of everything…?

“I’m pretty sure in this situation.”

Citrine was single-handedly crowned in a nose mix. My liver chilled on my hand as if dealing with a toy.

Sure, not the citrine I know. He was a weak, highly popular, humble and pure boy.

Seeing me kill witches relentlessly, I was wondering what I missed without fear, but no way…

“You have a lot to check out, is that good?

“Go ahead. That’s why I called you.”

Sonia looks straight up at Citrine.

“Are you, my belly brother?

My heart made an unpleasant sound. I don’t know what that means.

Aberration…… Sonia’s father Ambert died and heard Aronia dropped him at the bottom of the valley. That was when Sonia was a baby, and given her age, Citrine couldn’t have been born.

Could Ambert have survived?

Sonia mouthed more shock questions when she started thinking about that possibility.

“Or is it your father himself, rejuvenated by rose jewels?

“…………………… what?

Now it’s time for my thoughts to stop. I can’t keep up anymore.

Citrine shook her shoulder “huffy”.

The look overlapped with Sonia’s, and the whole body of blood froze.