I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

The Kingdom of Cattelan, Northern Land Rica.

A secret and mysterious magic technology research base stands deep in the cold and desolate mountains.

The base is covered with thick ice and snow, and there is no sunlight all year round, making it look gloomy and cold.

Fate Testrosa, the first Project F clone, was created nine years ago.

The girl had long golden hair and red eyes that stared at the man silently.

"Hemer."

She was wearing a magic costume that was mainly black and red, and there was a jumpsuit with a cape at the back.

Hemer stood in front of her, looking at the girl he had created with complicated eyes.

There was a hint of guilt on his face, but more of it was an unconcealable pride.

"Fate,"

Hermos whispered,

"My child. My proudest creation."

"It turns out that I am a man-made product."

The girl's eyes were full of despair. Her life might just be a lie.

Fate still remembers his childhood, when he lived happily with his mother and had a dog named Elf.

But she didn't know when it started, but her mother's gentle eyes disappeared, and she only looked at her with hatred.

She thought that as long as she listened to her mother, everything would be fine. Therefore, no matter what she did, she would do her best to satisfy her mother.

I thought my mother would one day return to her gentle self and live a happy fairy tale life.

Unexpectedly, everything changed.

My mother found a secret technique from the ancient times. It is said that if you study it successfully, you can resurrect a person.

Then my mother seemed unable to bear my existence any longer.

She kicked herself out.

But what can a nine-year-old girl do?

She could only kneel before her mother and beg her with tears.

"Why, mother, why do you do this to me?"

“I’ve been working very hard…”

At the age of 9, his magic power has reached the rare AAA level, which makes him a genius in this country.

As she grows older, she will definitely reach the SS level one day.

That is a sacred territory, where one person can defeat an entire nation.

However, the cold-hearted mother told her the truth.

It turns out that this mother's daughter, Alicia, lost her life at a very young age due to the out-of-control magic furnace.

In order to revive her daughter, the poor mother actually asked the mysterious magician Hermos to use artificial life technology to create Fate, who has the same genes as Alicia.

Hoping that Alicia's soul will be reborn in Fate.

However, the plan clearly failed.

Although Fate looks like Alicia, she possesses enormous magical powers.

The theory of this country is that the size of magic power is closely related to the strength of the soul.

Alicia's magic level is very low, so the mother judged that Fate is definitely not Alicia's reincarnation.

She is not, after all, daughter Alicia.

After telling Fate the truth, the woman closed the door and let Fate knock on the door of the Courtyard of Time frantically.

Then, the distraught Fate found the culprit, the mysterious magician, Hermos.

"I am going to kill you!"

Fate's blood-red eyes emanated murderous intent. The magic circle was constructed in an instant, and then a huge magic cannon was released from her hand.

But the man sighed and waved his hand, and the magic cannon that was powerful enough to destroy the mountain was as easy as a child erasing drawing paper with an eraser.

The magic cannon that gathered huge energy dissipated.

Who is this man?

Only then did Fate take a good look at her "father".

Outside, tall towers and spacious laboratories are staggered to form a large and complex building complex.

At the deepest point is a room made of black stone and steel.

This room seems to receive no sunlight.

The man in the room was tall and thin, with a cold and deep expression on his face.

His skin was pale and looked a little sick because he had not seen the sun for a long time. His hair was messy, with gray hair hanging down in front of his forehead.

The black eyes were deep, but Fate could feel that some crazy idea was brewing in them.

"I know you have a lot of resentment and dissatisfaction. You are a product of Plan F, but you are also an independent individual. You have your own will and emotions, and I have never denied this."

"And I'm proud that you exist. Your mother doesn't need you, but I do. My child."

The man opened his arms.

But Fate's lips trembled. "I only want my mother."

Hemer's expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

"My child. Your mother's attempt to reverse life and death is doomed to fail. Only when she falls into complete despair and gives up her unrealistic fantasies can you return to her side."

"Until then, just stay with me."

Fate's desperate eyes suddenly lit up, "Is this true?"

Hemer burst out laughing, "Who do you think I am?"

The man's aura instantly became extremely powerful, as if the entire space was trembling slightly under his pressure.

There was a crazy glint in his deep black eyes, and the look that alternated between rationality and madness was chilling.

Seeing Fate's unwavering expression, the man withdrew his momentum and sneered to himself,

"So you don't understand the power of this realm... Are all Cattelans like this?"

If any of Harlan's magicians were present, they would be shocked to realize that this man's spirit had actually entered the level of the Heavenly Gate and was on par with the gods.

But the man suddenly said, "Come out, you sly fellow."

A young man, sweating all over, walked out from the shadows. Before he could say anything, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Who...who are you? A hero left from ancient times?"

Hemel didn't answer him, but just stared at him coldly.

The young man trembled and said, "So I'm not worthy to ask you questions... I'm a spy from Harlan, lurking in the Kingdom of Cattelan, keeping an eye on the development of magical technology."

"I heard there's a mysterious magician who brought a lot of new technologies to this country. I didn't expect this magician to be a god-level figure..."

"It seems that this entire Cattleya is nothing compared to you."

The young man revealed all his secrets in one breath, and then said frankly, "Just kill me."

Hemel scoffed, "You are such a tasteless fellow."

"Aren't you curious about why I'm hiding my identity and lurking in this place?"