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

7 Road home

Let’s sort out the status quo as we dissolve our engagement and neatly confirm the awesomeness of the original Emelda and the Witch Legend.

The story begins in a small village in the back of the mountain.

Emelda lives with an old woman with no blood connection, a beautiful girl who is bright, innocent and kind to everyone. But I had a secret I couldn’t tell people.

She was born a predictor.

Emelda, who was terrified of her power, lived to keep the advice of the old woman and not believe in her predictions.

One day, a witch comes named Aronia Carnelian’s disciple, and the villagers hold a welcome feast. But Emelda saw the witch’s prediction of a tragic killing of the villagers, to reveal it to the villagers after the troubles.

Naturally, they don’t believe me, and on the contrary, the witch finds out the power and they’re after my life. You’re saved by two young men who wanted to go through there, and you know you’re a witch hater.

The moment he takes the hand of a beautiful young man, Emelda receives the divine revelation of the disaster of Mistria’s doom.

… a heroin awakening event, in the past life of a woman.

Then an old woman who lived with him dies saying, “Aronia is the Wicked Witch,” or there are episodes where he finds out the identity of a youth is a prince, or he can crack it down with a witch-hating knight.

To learn the secrets of his birth, to protect the people of Mistria, Emelda went on a journey with Prince Rain and Ville.

While welcoming one companion at a time in the process of pursuing a strange case, cultivating affection with Prince Rain, the mastermind of all cases is finally found -.

… so it leads to yesterday’s ceremonial disturbance, right?

If it is as it was originally written, Emelda runs from here for the ritual of decursing the prince. That’s how we gather information, weapons, find out what Sonia’s purpose is, break up, and get to the final showdown in no time. It seems to be common in Vaginal discharge.

Eventually defeating Sonia in exchange for Ville’s death, Emelda congrats on marrying the prince.

The reality, however, was completely off the original storyline.

Because I got off the villain and didn’t curse the prince.

I swear to all mankind. I’m not the mastermind of a weird case.

After your mother’s death, she lived relaxed in Kruge. It was so peaceful.

Yeah, speaking of which, you did the courtesy you deserve because the occasional robbery came. Flexible to embrace, planting trauma and pushing it back, getting you to sleep under cold soil……

It’s self-defense. There’s no choice, is there?

Anyway, unlike the original, I’m not a biological evil witch.

I didn’t commit a crime that the prince of a country would bother to bully me.

But until yesterday, you seem to have gone pretty much the same way as the original. Real people also seem to be the same personality as the original.

What bothers me is that someone made a weird case on my behalf and tried to impersonate me.

I had heard rumors of a strange incident in the Kruge, but I didn’t get my hands on it. I also stopped exploring. Because it was going to be a snake.

Strange. At a time when I wasn’t motivated, there was a chance that one of the “morrow” developments wouldn’t happen, but it was someone else’s fault that made the conversation go as it was originally written.

… but honestly, it’s not enough.

‘Cause there’s no way I’m gonna lose.

I know the flow of the original “morrow” depicting this world.

I also know a few truths that were not revealed in the original.

I’m strong enough to protect myself and what I care about, and I’m not stupid enough to get out so easily.

I don’t think there are people in this state who can lay the blame for me and give me death as originally written.

Do you have a strong narcissism?

But I’m never alarmed because I’m aware of it. It doesn’t even get lazy. Understand what you can and cannot do and always do your best to survive.

… but yeah.

I’m not going to cut off the entertainment, so that could be my only life.

I still don’t know if I’ll be lucky or vicious about getting Ville.

The nearest knight. It’s comforting on your side, but it’s also a sword of all blades because you hate witches. Strategically, it’s hard to use.

But it’s okay. I’m cute about him. I want to play with you.

I personally like Ville, although I’m not saying that she has no influence at all over the past life.

A man who was born in exchange for his parents’ lives, grew up hating them from around him, watched his best friend and first love love each other up close, endured, endured and endured, and still sacrifices himself for his people.

I wonder what would happen if we gave him something other than death?

If you spoil it everywhere, maybe…

Only one trunk contains change of clothes, beauty solution, etc.

I brought some other dowry tools, but since I’m not willing to use them anymore, I had them disposed of at the castle and replaced them with money.

Come on, let’s go home to the Kruge. There is no use for Wang Du anymore.

“Can you handle the horseman?

“Naturally.”

Black Horse Warcraft Unica brought from her hometown. I was brought to the temple to be kept at the castle.

As soon as I see him again, he cheeks at me, urging me to get on quickly. Pretty girl.

But they don’t like Ville, and the silver eyes directed at him are cold.

But this is bad for Ville.

“That’s surprising. You’re not a dragon.”

Unica hissed her gums out at the grunt. “Rude!” He seems angry.

Warcraft is about an animal born with a nucleus and a traumatic brain. Highly physically capable, some individuals use witchcraft. Though similar to witches, warcraft is also born male. Unica is a boy, too.

Although warcraft can sometimes come from normal animals mutated, most of them breed among themselves in the wild to create their own ecosystems. Something of the genus Dragon was originally supposed to be derived from reptiles, so much so that it is no longer another organism.

Trouble is, wild warcraft often strike people. Sounds like the effects of the wounded brain will make you violent.

Hence the witch has been persecuted more or less for a long time. Like a warcraft, it’s a monster with a crazy head.

The human brain is outstanding in handling witchcraft and can withstand the load of the invasive brain. It was only recently that I found that out.

“If you want to go home soon, Fei Long…… why don’t you at least buy a ground dragon? Then no wild warcraft will come and you’ll be safe.”

Ville suggests ignoring Unica’s protest. Specifically, I almost got kicked in the back leg, but I avoided it without looking. Awesome reflex nerve.

I understand what Ville is saying.

Warcraft, when it gives magic, obeys man as a horseman. Among them, the genus Dragon is the fastest, strongest and finest horseman. It’s hard to catch, tame and feed people, and basically only nobles and rich people can ride dragons. Although that’s not the case with witches and nukes who can give themselves magic.

… With that said, the original Sonia was on a golden dragon. I felt like an evil witch and it sucked.

“I like this girl. Dragons are carnivores, and they don’t work unless you give them a lot of magic, something that betrays them easily. I don’t really like it.”

Unica is a herbivore in that respect, she’s a worker, and she hasn’t had to worry about being betrayed because she’s been friends since she was twelve. I don’t even ramble on my witty, serene personality.

“Good fuel consumption is the best virtue. Hey, Unica.”

You’re right, sir! All I’m saying is, nibble, nibble, snort, unica. Really cute. I wonder if I’ll miss Ville as much as this soon.

“… ok”

Ville stopped Unica appropriately, hung the trunk, and began inspecting the saddle.

You look scared. You seem a little upset. Is it depressing because you’re finally starting your life with me?

After the ceremony, Ville and Prince Rain were talking about something. It didn’t seem like a goodbye greeting, so I’m sure he had some instructions.

I didn’t want to be involved with the prince anymore and I stayed away. Something I might have advised you a lot and made you grow up if it was true, but I lost my mind about it. You don’t have a choice, do you? I don’t care what happens.

“Next town by sundown… you won’t make it through the streets”

The reins were gripped by Ville and I decided to stick back and ride. The proposal to buy another horseman has been rejected. What a waste. Unica is a little bigger and more powerful than a normal horse. I can afford two adults.

… Actually, this is the first time you’ve ever had two passengers with your reins in your hand. I used to give you a neighborhood kid on board, but at that time I was holding the reins.

I turn my arms around Ville’s body a little from time to time. This is exactly what a steely flesh is. I’m so impressed. I smell a little soap.

Ville is nuclear. I felt immense magic when I touched it.

“Geez.”

As soon as I ran out, I leaked a voice that didn’t seem like it.

Shake. I can’t see the front. The sound of cutting the wind is much sharper and scarier than usual.

I did ask you to fly because I don’t like Nojuku. Both Ville and Unica have responded to that. But that’s just how hard this speed is.

“Ville! You’re flying a little too far!

They could shake it off. I hugged Ville’s back thoughtfully.

“Oh, don’t stick around too much! You’re going crazy on hand! Like on purpose!?”

“Huh!?”

I also had an awkward sense of speaking out, but not as much as Ville. I thought about it a little bit and loosened my arm when I realized, “Oh, I’m hitting it out of my mind”…. I really didn’t mean to do that. I know as much as it would be counterproductive to do color tricks at a stage where they hate me.

Once inside the woods, the vibrations become even greater to avoid the roots and stones of the trees. Neither of us can afford to slap waste anymore. As soon as I open my mouth, I’m going to bite my tongue.

Eventually, however, it stopped suddenly as Unica sensed something.

“… a warcraft”

The streets that make a big detour through the woods and mountains are perfect for combating warcraft, but I dare to choose a straight route to town today. So I was prepared to go and meet with the Warcraft.

“Should I cover you?

“Not necessary”

As soon as Ville went down to the ground, she heard a roar from the bushes.

It was the great wolf warcraft that showed up. It was a so-called silver wolf. It’s a highly magical, very strong warcraft, but isn’t it just a herd?

Come on, let’s see how it goes.