The Magician of Clow

Chapter 845 The Witch's Journey

In the past history of Europe, there has always been such a legend.

In the dark night when the moon cannot be seen, it is like hearing footsteps passing by outside the door,

Never open the door.

The people who live here have almost heard their parents and elders tell them such things since they were young.
According to legend, in some remote villages, or the manor of some farmers, or even the territorial towns of small nobles,
One day, people suddenly went crazy without warning.

Sometimes everyone evaporates, sometimes men are brutally burned to death, and sometimes even entire villages and small towns are turned into ruins,

According to a doorman who was lucky enough to escape from the destruction of the town, the only difference that night was a woman in a black cloak.

She seemed to be mumbling something, and then the town was destroyed.

From the beginning when no one believed this baseless rumor, to the second survivor, screaming 'Black Cloth Cloak!Black cloth cloak! ',
This statement spread quickly in the fear that people spread, and slowly people called it:

——【The Curse of the Witch】

Those villages that were suddenly destroyed, those who went mad, were all cursed by witches to become like that.

It happens every once in a while that is completely irregular, after more and more people give up living in small villages and flee to larger urban market towns,

In the legends passed down by word of mouth, the 'witch' who is the source of the disaster has been described as more and more terrifying.
'She has a long eagle-like nose, protruding eyes, innumerable wrinkles on her face, only three teeth in her mouth, wearing a black cloth cloak, dragging people into the cellar and liberating them with saw limbs. Boil the medicine in the pot! '

'Her mana is extremely powerful, not to mention seeing her figure, just hearing her babble will make people go crazy and turn into a puppet that only listens to her words! '

Descriptions like this are endless, except for the same ugly and evil, going crazy when she hears her ravings, each region is different from each other especially with regard to age,
But at that time, the participants who listened to people discussing this in the tavern sneered in secret, thinking that it must be a participant, and the traces left were exaggerated by people's excessive fear.

Until one day, a fairly powerful participant decided to take action against the so-called witch, to make himself famous in Europe and to gain status and rights,

then
Then no one saw him again.

A challenger who was extremely confident in his own abilities was silent again, and after disappearing like an evaporation from the world,

Time passed, and in the last decades, no one had seen what the so-called 'witch' really was,
The self who has always believed that he has special abilities is the participants who are far superior to this kind of backcountry rumors,

I finally felt the fear.

I don’t know since when, the remote villages, towns, mountains and forests in Europe have become a forbidden place in their eyes, a place that cannot be touched at all.
According to the name in the stories handed down for hundreds of years, they use the 'witch' to refer to the unknown existence that wanders the night and brings ominous and destruction.
The stories that were originally only passed down in remote villages finally entered the world of the participants.
Turned into a true horror legend!

It has become the most untouchable darkness in the entire European night war world in that era!
However, I don't know when this happened in the European night battle world, and the horror legend that made the participants with the ability terrified.
slowly disappeared.

In some cases, it is inevitable to act on the bustling stage far away from the urban scene. Everyone slowly realizes that it has been a long time since they have heard of the participants disappearing or being mentally insane.

It seems that since the destruction of a border town during the war, there has never been an incident of the 'Witch's Curse'.

In that era when there was no midnight, associations, no-night palaces and various official organizations, the participants were still hiding in scattered activities in reality,

It seems that just like those ghost stories in the past, with the rise and development of modern technology, it has been confirmed as fiction,
The terrifying 'witch' who has been pressing on them for a long time, and even the most powerful participant is the prey, has gradually established with the society of the night battle world, and slowly disappeared with history.

Never appeared in Europe again.

At that time, some people speculated that she was finally dead, and some people said that she left,
In any case, the legend that has been circulating on European soil for hundreds of years has ended.

As for the truth, only the very few who participated at the time knew that it was after that war was finally over.
outskirts of northern Paris, France,
In the huge arcane enchantment that holds the amber cane, towering as steel, loyal and pure, three powerful figures jointly maintain the blockade,
Thousands of meters of vast forests have long since disappeared, and even the ground has sunk a few meters as a whole. Pits, ravines, and scorched earth can be seen everywhere. There are still black and purple flames that are still eating the soil and slowly dissipating fragments of light.
It's hard to imagine what a terrifying battle took place here.

Click ——————!
Then, with the final ray of light shattering the dark crystal on the huge wand, light and darkness mixed together and burst out with a roar of energy that filled the entire arcane enchantment.
The battle finally ended when the figure in the black dress fell.

The platinum waist-length hair was messed up in the night wind, and the long gown on his body was also damaged. The bloodstains made his breathing still slightly short of breath.

It was not an easy victory, and Fan Erlinyin walked up to the fallen figure with a bit of relief in her eyes.
Looking at her eyes that had extinguished the almost real halo before, staring blankly at the night sky, looking at this figure who did not know how many disasters and destructions had been brought about in the past hundred years,
Fan Linyin finally raised her hand, and the incomparably powerful light converged into an attack that ran through her body!
Then only the remnants of the battlefield swept by the night wind were calm, but the young queen's figure stood still,
until
A very faint voice sounded in front of her.

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

The self, who had been lonely and lost for a long time, appeared after the ray of light dispelled the darkness and madness of the mind, and reason and cognition were recovered from the woman in the black dress.

As if she had woken up from a nightmare she had been doing for a long time, so long that she could not remember, her voice was deeply hollow and tired.

And listening to her twitching lips, with endless complexity in her eyes, Fan Linyin looked at the 'young' woman in front of her from a close distance,
It's not as ugly as people think, the black dress contrasted with the coquettish face with violet halo in her eyes just now,

At this moment, it was only extremely pale and weak, and the bloodless lips were breathing.

She spoke the words that had been abandoned, followed the habit of avoiding hunting in the past, wearing a black cloth cloak and only wandering at night, instinctively avoiding large-scale cities, afraid of being hurt or betrayed, so she madly fought back,

This is the legendary witch, this is the truth of the horror legend.

"You have to know that you have taken away family, friends, hometown and even life of many people."

She didn't raise her hand again, but when she said these words after silence, Fan Linyin's words were very serious in a soft and complicated voice at this moment.

"As you were once feared, you became their fear."

"Is it."

After waking up from the long madness, the witch's eyes slowly overflowed with tears when she heard this sentence. Her voice now is like that of a powerless and desperate child.
It just makes me feel sad and pathetic.

There was a deep sadness in Vaillinyin's eyes when she looked at her, sad about the dark age where witch hunts existed,

In the end, she was the only one who survived and became the epitome of all innocent women in that era.

Living alone for hundreds of years,
Really changed from witch to witch.

He waved his hand and covered all the figures in the black lake that had been used by witches as magic energy media, and then one of the female figures slowly floated back to the arms of Vaillinyin.
Looking at the figure who has been with him for the longest time in his arms, even if she falls into a deep sleep, she is still as awe-inspiring and beautiful as a white rose.

And leaning on the ground, seeing the gentle eyes of Vaillinyin holding the figure, the other three figures rushed to her side, and transparent tears finally flowed from the pale face of the witch,
With the only strength she had left, she moved her lips sobbing, and her eyes widened and longed with empty trembling.

"I'm so envious. I. I also want to"

Hearing her tearful words, before turning to leave, Vallene left her last words.

"Staying in this land is only painful for you. Leave here and go on a farther journey, so that one day, you can also find someone to accompany you."

I don't know how long it took, I staggered and stood up in the dark night,

The figure in the black dress was alone and lonely on the battlefield, recalling the words the young queen left to herself, staring blankly at the distant night sky, then looked down at the broken crystal in her hand, and threw it away.
Awakening from a hundred years of madness, the witch murmured a wish and embarked on a journey to a distant place.
(End of this chapter)