You think you're worthy of saving the world?

The "wicked witch" pinched her delicate chin and thought for a moment, then continued to ask with great interest.

"What kind of girl is your witch? Is she a weak, scrawny girl like you?"

Next, Faker Eurythus Falción uttered the most outrageous lie of his life.

"How could that be! I'm no match for Stella at all! She's strong, smart, and very polite!"

She's especially accomplished in terms of cultural knowledge; she's my teacher and often gives me lessons!

"The Witch's House" fell into a long silence.

"Hmph...I don't believe it!"

The red-haired girl gave a disdainful snort, and Yuri was startled: Oh dear! It really was too damn fake!

The "wicked witch" embraced her ample bosom and spoke in a condescending tone, as if she were an industry authority.

"After all, a witch's maiden and a witch are soulmates, destined partners... so your witch must be just as stupid and insignificant as you! Ahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!"

She laughed so hard that tears streamed down her face, while slapping the boy's back repeatedly.

"...It hurts so much."

Yuri wished she could pin this little devil to her lap right now, lift her skirt, pull down her underwear, and slap her hard a few times to see if she would still go crazy.

Completely ignoring Yuri's anger, the red-haired witch spoke as if she had made up her mind.

"Yuri, I want to live in the world 2000 years from now! I've had enough of this boring and dull era!"

They're either hiding or preparing for war... I heard they're even planning to wage war against the Holy Maiden! Have they gone mad?! I don't want to die in vain!

"What's it to me! What are you talking to me about?"

"If only Yuri could be this tough," he said, rubbing his hands together in a fawning manner. "Yes, the year 2000 is very peaceful, which is perfect for you, Miss."

"Yes! So you have to help me so I can go back to your time with you!"

Miss Witch continued her unilateral announcement, and then added a sentence.

"You're planning to go back to your own time, aren't you? Don't tell me you're planning to stay in this era!"

—A murderous aura swept over them.

Yuri nodded hastily in agreement, but secretly thought: How could I possibly take you back? You're just a figment of my imagination in my dreams...

The "wicked witch" in the real world has been dead for two thousand years... she was probably just cannon fodder that Astrea wiped out.

Through his conversation with the red-haired girl and the information he gleaned from Gabrielle that night, Yuri has now confirmed one fact.

Valpugis territory was attacked by a witch.

And later, the "Ash Saintess" was ambushed and killed by the witch.

The two major events in the early stages of the Witch War were both the work of the witches from Graycastle.

If they hadn't launched their invasion of Valpurgis, the Countess might not have triggered the "Demon King's Egg" mechanic in despair.

Of course, there will be no subsequent series of wars and disasters.

And of all things, I happened to be caught in the crossfire of "Witch's Night".

Yuri no longer knew whether he was lucky or unlucky—was this also part of fate's (script) arrangement?

The red-haired girl was still excitedly imagining her future free life.

"After 2000, I will be able to walk on the streets during the day without any worries! I will also be able to go shopping in the mall on weekends!"

What Cecilia and even ordinary girls take for granted is a beautiful and distant dream in the eyes of the "wicked witch".

"That's it! I'm going to meet my destined witch! What kind of human will he be? Ahh~ Just thinking about it is so wonderful!"

“No problem, young lady. I will do my utmost to fulfill your wish and take you to my time.”

Yuri placed his hand on his chest, performed an exaggerated aristocratic bow, and continued, "Therefore, I hope you will cooperate with me."

The red-haired girl raised an eyebrow: "What do you want me to do?"

"I have something I'd like to ask you."

"Sure, tell me about it?"

The witch raised an eyebrow and glanced at the boy, noticing his unusually serious expression.

That was the kind of resolute expression you'd only see when a man proposes to a woman.

Being this serious is kind of disgusting...

The "wicked witch" thought to herself: Could this guy be delusional, trying to make me his witch?

Ugh, are you kidding me...?

No way! Who would choose such a lowly, stinking nobody as their master?

The "wicked witch" tilted her head, using her index finger to make a loop in her red hair: "Well, letting him try isn't necessarily a bad thing..."

Anyway, there aren't any more suitable humans right now... This is so annoying.

If Yuri really is a hopeless good-for-nothing, then I can slowly train him and cultivate him into a capable master...?

With that thought in mind, the red-haired girl haughtily raised her delicate chin: "I'm ready, just say it."

Just as Yuri was about to speak, she added, "Be brave, just say what you want to say."

"Don't...don't worry, I might not necessarily laugh at your overestimation of yourself, okay?"

Yuri said earnestly, "Please take me to see the 'Crimson Witch.' I have something I'd like to discuss with her privately."

"…………oh."

The "wicked witch" who was all smiles just moments before instantly turned gloomy and vicious.

Thunder rumbled outside the cabin.

A second later, the rain poured down.

Chapter 054 Rebellion (Please continue reading)

A beautiful woman walks alone in a dimly lit underpass.

She looked to be around twenty-five years old, with a tall and slender figure, languid and bright eyes, and long, smooth, silky gray hair that reached her ankles.

She wore a loose white robe, revealing her slender, delicate legs, and her exquisitely beautiful feet, like works of art, were barefoot as she walked silently through the cold underpass.

At the end of the dark passage, in front of a dungeon, the woman in white with long hair stopped.

The women in black robes standing on both sides of the iron fence immediately bowed when they saw her.

"Lamp..."Lamp Witch"-sama. "

"Please open the door for me." The beautiful woman in white with long hair smiled gently and kindly.

"But……"

Please, open the door!

"Yes, it is!"

The witch's servant lowered her head and opened the iron door that held her captive.

"Good boy, good boy."

She gently patted the heads of the women in black robes one by one, then waved to them and said, "You can go back now."

"Oh! But... please be careful."

The witch's servants were initially very resistant, but their attitude changed drastically after meeting the eyes of the "Lantern Witch," and they quickly disappeared at the end of the underground prison.

The "Lamp Witch" walked into the dungeon with a happy expression.

"Good evening~"

On the cold stone floor sat two elves bound by magical shackles—Tia and Cynthia.

"You are the ones who killed Yuri!"

Tia glared at the witch with eyes full of hatred and hostility.

The elven girl's expression was like that of a rabid dog, ready to pounce and bite the enemy's neck at any moment. The "Lantern Witch" smiled at this sight.

"You're full of energy! Just a few days ago you were badly burned, but now you're all back to your old self."

"Such an enviable destiny! No wonder she's a candidate for queen of the Holy Tree Kingdom!"

"!"

Cynthia's eyes widened, and she asked warily and uneasily, "Where did you learn about Tia's identity... Did you use magic to peer into our memories?"

The beautiful woman in white with long hair waved her hand: "Magic isn't as omnipotent as you imagine. It can't read other people's thoughts..."

Well, it is possible to do something similar.

But no, I didn't peek into your memories, because that would be so boring~

She sat down on the edge of the bed in the cell as she spoke.

At that moment, the sound of chains was heard.

Tia suddenly rushed towards the "Lantern Witch," and the magical shackles shattered as she reached out to grab the other's neck.

She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Two days ago, Tia figured out a way to break the magical shackles.

That was the inspiration I gained while observing Yuri's battle.

Concentrate all your spiritual energy at your ankle, then unleash it all at a certain moment—

It's not about blasting the shackles off, but about blasting the shackles and ankles off together.

If we do this, we can break free of our shackles simply by sacrificing our feet.

It sounds simple, but even among elves, only a genius like the one in a thousand years from the Holy Tree Kingdom can accomplish it.

Tia herself didn't think she was anything special.

In her current view, she is nothing compared to Yuri.

He was a human boy far more outstanding than himself, yet he died before reaching adulthood.