Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 77 The Witch's Thoughts

"Alive, she is still alive!"

Until she was dragged onto the horse's back by the knights, Ivy stood frozen in place, her eyes fixed on the figure surrounded by ice and snow.

She had always believed this, but she didn't expect to meet the other person in such a sudden way.

Ivy's body was trembling slightly. She was extremely terrified, but an incongruous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The golden hair on top of her head kept patting her head, but to little effect.

When Riverside Town was about to disappear from sight, she saw Lance holding a sword and rushing into the ice and snow without hesitation. He struggled to tear open the three magic scrolls hanging diagonally at his waist.

The town was instantly lit up by flames that shot up into the sky. Fire and ice collided with each other, dividing the entire world into distinct red and blue. She could no longer tell whether it was a heat wave or a cold wind blowing towards her. One second it was so hot that her skin seemed to be ulcerated, and the next second it was like being in an ice cellar.

The aftermath of the collision spread hundreds of meters away, breaking all the trees and vegetation along the way.

Then, everything returned to silence.

Ivy heard Miss Chloe's rapid "coo" as she carried Ethan on her back and charged at the front of the team, commanding the horses to gallop forward.

This two-year investigation finally produced results, but what followed was a state of confusion.

The Winter Witch is still alive.

But what happens next?

What should she do?
Return to the imperial capital immediately, present the irrefutable evidence to the Vatican, and announce through the "Gyrfalcon Daily" that the execution two years ago was nothing but a hoax perpetrated by the Vatican?

It's impossible.

In fact, she had already understood in her heart that those who had wanted to do this were tied to the stake. In order to prevent her from following in their footsteps, her family tacitly allowed her to leave the imperial capital and go to this border town alone. In their view, this was destined to be a fruitless journey.

Ethan was also lost in thought, and the appearance of the witch confirmed his vague premonition.

Why did the witch know their battle plan?
Why did the witch take the blame for him?
And where does that subtle sense of familiarity come from?
If Zhaocai is the transformed Winter Witch, then everything can be explained.

However, he inevitably became confused about the future. He had learned many things recently. His original plans and life trajectory would be crushed by the turmoil in the empire.

Where will Lao Sen’s future go?
Excessive consumption of stimulants made him dazed, and he was destined not to be able to figure out these questions immediately.

He simply closed his eyes.

It was late at night when he woke up again. He was lying on the familiar bed. There was a glass bottle filled with fluorescent lights on the bedside table. The apartment was bustling and he almost immediately heard the quarrel in the living room. When he got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, the members of the Knights were arguing about their next plan.

Ivy buried her head in her knees, the golden hair on her head drooping listlessly, and she didn't seem to want to get involved in the knights' argument.

Ethan listened for a while and learned that Bi'an's injuries were serious. Although they took advantage of the opportunity created by Lance's magic scroll to save the Knight Commander, it was too late. The cold air invaded her body and made her fall into a coma. What was worse was that the unharmed Winter Witch was still wandering outside.

This is the unbridgeable gap between mortals and saints. The Knight Commander was defeated by the witch almost immediately. Everyone knew that when the Winter Witch descended on Creekwood Town, it would bring destruction to the town.

Morale is at an all-time low. Some knights believe that they should follow the last order from the Knight Commander, evacuate the town, and take her back to the temple for treatment. Others believe that they must not abandon the residents of Creekwood, and that they should follow the way of chivalry and fight the witch until the very end.

Neither side could convince the other, and fear made them irritable and angry, and it seemed that a fight might break out at any time.

Ethan was in a state of confusion at the moment. He didn't want to stay in this place full of gunpowder any longer. He greeted Ivy, but the latter seemed to be asleep and ignored him. He then asked Miss Chloe to look after Ivy, and he walked towards the cemetery outside Creekwood Town alone, carrying a glass bottle.

It is the quietest place in the town, and he will fulfill his promise to Isean.

After not coming for a few days, a thick layer of dust covered the tombstone of Roxan. He transformed the ice element into water, controlled them to wash away the dust, sat on the slope, and unscrewed the bottle cap.

"I met Isean, she is a very good magician."

Besides that, Ethan didn't know what else to say. The pale blue firefly slowly floated out of the glass bottle and flew into the night sky. In the eyes of romanticists, the Rockthorn family should be reunited somewhere without any pain. Ethan's eyes followed the firefly that was floating higher and higher until it was completely invisible. In fact, he had no idea where the departed soul would go.

His fire magic has achieved a qualitative leap, so protecting himself in the coming chaos should not be a problem.

Is it finally time to leave town?
"Meow~"

A slight cat meow caught Ethan's attention.

Under the bright moonlight, the ragdoll cat with pure white fur was looking at him, half of her body still hidden in the shadows.

What is supposed to come will come sooner or later.

"Good evening, Miss Fortune."

Ethan raised his hand, as usual. He remembered that the other party approached him in Hearth Bay disguised as a customer and asked him for a bouquet of roses made of ice elements. However, he could not confirm whether it was a bad joke of the witch. All the books that mentioned witches described them as the most cunning and evil women who were best at playing with people's hearts.

Approaching prey with a harmless image, gaining their trust, and playing with them at will...

"Actually, this isn't really who you are, is it?"

The cat nodded at him.

Ethan patted the empty space beside him and asked, "Don't you want to chat?"

This time, he observed closely the entire process of Maomao transforming into a witch. In fact, the entire process was blocked by a white light that was impossible to see through. The white light turned into the outline of a human figure. Obviously, Miss Witch had a good memory and remembered the crystal high heels that she mentioned by chance when they met last time.

The witch lady came to his side and sat on the slope like him, hugging her knees.

Her face was expressionless when she was silent, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking. She just turned her head and stared at Ethan without saying a word.

"So, what's going on?"

Ethan was not good at guessing other people's thoughts, and he didn't want to waste his time and energy on those illusory things, so he said, "I want to know what you think."

"A long time ago... um, no."

The witch took a deep breath, then revealed a distressed expression, "On the other side of the distant ocean... that's not right either."

That is a very distant story.

This is true regardless of time or place.

But she didn't want to tell a story now, nor was she there to tell a story.

After some deep thinking, she finally revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment, but this time, she no longer spoke, but closed her eyes, relaxed, and leaned her head on Ethan's shoulder.

As soon as Ethan turned his head, he smelled the unique fragrance.

The scent coming from the soft ends of her hair is a fruity scent called cherry.

The witch lady's eyelashes trembled slightly, and were stained with a layer of arc light under the moonlight.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After an unknown amount of time, Ethan heard her whisper with a nasal tone, "So, can you understand?"

(End of this chapter)