You think you're worthy of saving the world?

"Why...why is this in your...hands...it's impossible..."

—"The Demon King's Egg".

The key to start the exorcism ritual is also a symbol of the "Witch Queen's" destiny.

The significance of this relic to the "Crimson Witch" is self-evident.

"You, no...you are not..."

She wasn't looking at the "Demon King's Egg," but at the face of the boy holding the holy relic.

The light that flickered in his azure eyes was one of doubt, astonishment, madness... and immense hope.

The "Crimson Witch's" lips trembled, her eyes welled with tears, and she swallowed hard, all the while waiting with an expression of intense longing for the boy to say those words.

She waited for the boy to tell her in person that he was the king and savior she had been longing for day and night.

The "Crimson Witch" was flushed and panting, her full breasts heaving.

"You are... the witch we await..."

The black-haired boy lowered his eyelids and uttered a single word.

"You hold your head too high."

The next second, the "Crimson Witch" knelt down at the boy's feet, her hands and forehead touching the ground.

059 "Crimson Witch"

Whether human or orc, elf or ancient dragon,

The strong and the weak

Noble breed, inferior breed

Every intelligent beast receives a blessing from its parents when it is born into the world.

This blessing is called "name".

A name is the shortest blessing in the world, and also the initial definition of life.

But witches don't have names.

Although some fallen witches use aliases to blend into human society, that is not their true nature.

Witches address each other by the name of power, believing that power is the essence of a witch.

Among them, the powers of the "Crimson Witch" are regarded as special by the witches (mothers) who raised her.

They said that this was a power that only the king of witches possessed.

Crimson red—that is the power to plunder or bestow magic upon all things equally.

A true queen who commands and manipulates magic.

Therefore, the "Crimson Witch" was regarded as the future leader of witches from a young age and received the best education.

In fact, she also demonstrated a talent and genius far exceeding that of others.

Her excellence left the jealous witches speechless and even made the witches who raised her bow their heads in admiration.

Then, the young "Crimson Witch" heard the story from her mothers.

A legend, a prophecy, passed down orally among witches.

—The "King of Witches," who exists in the past and is resurrected in the future, will save all witches from suffering when he descends.

The older witches recounted the legend to the younger witches in a tone as if they had experienced it firsthand.

The Crimson Witch listened to the prophecy with complete absorption and rapt attention.

The "King" described by the witches is an omnipotent and omniscient great being, a sublime witch savior.

Compared to that "king", she, as a queen, was utterly inadequate.

She is timid and shy, picky about food and prone to crying. Even at 10 years old, she still occasionally wets the bed, and her magic abilities have recently stopped at the seventh level.

Perhaps the mothers made a mistake somewhere...

Young Crimson thought to herself that perhaps she did not exist to lead witches.

Although my mothers all say that they must take on the responsibility of being the head of the witches in the future, I have no way to change the fate of the witches!

My only skill is sharing my abilities with others... Oh, right!

Perhaps this power of mine exists to serve the "Witch Queen"!

In young Yan Hong's heart, a small dream began to take root.

When she grew up, she became determined to create a world where witches could live freely in the sunlight.

While using force to conquer and unite her people, the "Crimson Witch" began to study the legends she had heard in her childhood.

Regarding the existence of the "Demon King's Egg".

The truth about "Witch's Night".

This process was filled with both setbacks and joys, and she felt that she was getting closer and closer to realizing her dream.

The Crimson Witch is ready to wage war against humanity and is prepared to sacrifice herself.

Dreams are ultimately just dreams.

She realized ten years ago that she could never witness the moment when the "Witch Queen" descended.

It's a bit of a shame... but as long as the witches of the future can be saved by the king, that's all that matters.

The "Crimson Witch" herself was completely unaware, but she had actually become the queen who changed the fate of witches.

Then, at that moment, an incredible boy appeared in front of her.

What he held in his hand was the Queen's Certificate that the "Crimson Witch" had seen in her dream.

What he spoke of was the distant ideal hidden deep within the heart of the "Crimson Witch".

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The quiet room revealed an incredibly stunning sight.

The single sofa that was originally occupied by the "Crimson Witch" is now occupied by Yuri.

As for the owner of this room—

The "Crimson Witch" pressed her forehead to the floor and knelt respectfully at the feet of the black-haired boy.

Her slender fingers were placed flat on the floor, and her fair and delicate nape was revealed beneath her piled-up blonde hair.

The blonde beauty's kneeling posture is both elegant and seductive. Her luxurious body, wrapped in a gown, accentuates her rounded and alluring curves, and her full and soft breasts are deformed by the pressure.

Her waist was slender, her back was graceful, and her pert buttocks were like a ripe peach in late autumn.

At this moment, the eldest sister of the Graycastle witches knelt respectfully with her hands on the ground and her knees together.

That was a true prostration, with her beautiful head bowed deeply, showing absolute submission.

Anyone who knows her would find this scene unbelievable. How could the usually arrogant and haughty "Crimson Witch" have such a gentle and humble side?

Her ability to kneel and worship to this extent stemmed entirely from her inner piety.

She stared intently at the ground, her cold, beautiful face flushed not with shame, but with an overwhelming fervor.

To the "Crimson Witch," the boy who holds the "Demon King's Egg" is a noble being to whom she rightfully and completely dedicates her body and soul.

"..."

Yuri stared blankly at the "Crimson Witch" who had suddenly made a dogeza (a traditional Chinese kneeling posture) gesture towards him.

He simply said, "You're holding your head too high," and things escalated to this point.

Yuri had previously boasted that he would make the witch kneel at his feet, but things happened so suddenly that he was a little stunned.

Although he expected to gain Crimson's support and that their goals were completely aligned, he didn't expect it to go this smoothly... Isn't this even more of a freebie than Stella?!

"..."

Yuri initially considered having the "Crimson Witch" get up quickly, but ultimately decided against it.

The reason was that at that moment, an indescribable feeling lingered in the boy's chest and mind.

The strongest and most vicious witch of Graycastle now kneels in sincere worship to her weak self.

Yuri vaguely understood; this was precisely the emotion called a sense of conquest.

The prophet gasped, this sense of superiority might be addictive.

Wow, that's a really big butt...

Which has a bigger butt: the "Crimson Witch" or the "Empress"?

Yuri shook his head, banishing the lewd thoughts from his mind.

“Raise your head, Crimson,” he said.

"Yes, my king, my master."

The "Crimson Witch" obediently raised her upper body.

The radiant blush on her cheeks made her even more beautiful than usual, while the lingering tears in her eyes added a touch of pitifulness to this powerful witch.

The blue eyes that looked up at the boy shone with a mesmerizing light, a light of adoration and awe.

Yuri felt a lot of pressure, swallowed hard, and said, "Let's discuss the future."

The Crimson Witch nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

But before that, could you please presume to grant me one small request?

"Gu...!"

Yuri's heart stopped: Could this woman be trying to verify my identity further?!

"You said."

The prophet felt a chill run down his spine and spoke in the most authoritative tone he could muster.