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The heart disappeared, and the whole body became cold.

In fact, she was able to struggle to the death just now, even if she suffered a blow from an A-level participant without any defense.

Without the Summoning Crystal, she still has the power to resist.

Although I don't know if I can kill it or not, I can always act.

But she wasn't like that.

She just kept thinking about one thing in her mind.

"I'm... betrayed again."

The first memory, the witch has not been able to remember clearly.

But according to her roughly remembered age, it should have been more than four hundred years ago.

Yes, that's right, she has lived for more than four hundred years.

Childhood memories, the first nightmarish world.

Four hundred years ago, the most terrifying thing was happening where she was.

witch hunt.

It was simply the darkest of times.

Betrayal, betrayal and obscenity and brutality constitute that first hell.

For example, an ordinary woman who did nothing is arrested and tortured to confess that she used to be a prostitute...,

Tortured to death... 104... children..., including three of her own, who were dug out of the grave by her.

One part...cooked....in the pot..., and finally....eaten, and the other part is processed into plasters and other hex reagents.

Finally, the leg bones are made into flutes.

In fact, she was just an ordinary woman.

But that era, like this, was darker than this...

Hundreds and thousands.

Fragments of the witch's memory floated in her blurry mind at the moment.

At that time, she was just a little girl.

All you can see is unacquainted and cruel hell.

Hunting is extremely easy.

All you need is a whistleblower letter, it's that simple.

Have hatred, be hated by others, or be framed as a witch by others because of her beautiful life.

Meet a brutal forced confession... and die.

It's that simple.

Everyone is in danger, and the constant whistleblowing and exposing of each other is like a plague that cannot be stopped.

The witch felt that her breathing had stopped, and she could see the night sky of the night battle scene in the gap between her eyes.

She was so frightened that she saw the betrayal, and the hell after the betrayal.

She couldn't be more afraid.

Fear of being betrayed and framed as a witch, and then caught by those people...

and after? What happened afterward?

Her heart stopped for a minute, her pupils began to dilate, and she suddenly asked herself something she couldn't remember.

By the way, at that time, she was still a little girl in the category of 'food' in the testimony forced by those women.

Relying on picking up garbage for food, she desperately wanted to leave.

Then it was picked up by an old woman, a real witch, and brought home.

The witch thought that she had found her relatives at that time.

A humble house hidden in the woods, made of black sheepskin with unknown meaning, stuffed with books in a small drawer.

I kept boiling something every day, and finally got a pot of waste liquid and kept cursing.

This is the old woman, the so-called ridiculous witch who really 'knows witchcraft' in that era.

Every day, the witch has to do a lot of work, dirty and hard work to take care of the old woman.

But the witch was at ease, she felt that she had found a home.

Until one night when she was ten years old, the old woman held a knife and walked towards her sleeping with a weird smile.

Because she felt that bathing in the blood of a ten-year-old girl would restore her youth.

She was betrayed.

She was considered a 'family' that she had lived with for a few years.

If it wasn't that time to get involved in the night battle and become a participant.

She should be dead.

Under the blessing of mana,

The old woman was unusually fragile, and she couldn't stop her from escaping at all.

Then, in shock and fear, she slowly discovered her own abilities.

Something coalesced in her heart, but she didn't know anything at the time.

Relying on her weak ability, she struggled to survive in the darkest age of the Middle Ages.

But, slowly, she found herself...

It doesn't seem to grow up.

After a long time, she was still ten years old.

Then she was in the village where she settled down, the friend who always played with her..

Confidential.

She was told that she was a witch who traded with demons.

Soldiers rushed into the village, trying to catch her.

On the ruins, the pupils gradually enlarged, the witch, who had no blood supply from her heart, and whose oxygen disappeared, smelled death for the first time.

But in contrast, those memories that she could not usually recall emerged one by one.

With her ability, she escaped with magic.

But she didn't understand, why?

It was obviously a friend she had played with for several years, and she watched her grow up slowly.

They used to run in the fields and in the forest bells, laughing.

At that time, she thought it was hell as a child.

The old lady's hoax.

It's all gone from her, it's just a nightmare she once had.

But the moment she saw the soldier, she found that she never woke up from the nightmare.

Then...

The next village to settle in.

ten years.

She stood at the stake, watching all the villagers throwing garbage at her.

Why?

Obviously I helped you, whether it was driving away the wolves or guaranteeing the harvest.

I have helped you all.

Why did you betray me?

Then the next...

Next..

Next.

Down...

No matter how hard she tried to fit in, no matter how much she helped those people.

In the end, all that greeted her was betrayal.

Like the terrifying, simple,

betray.

Because she is always ten years old, and over time, those who have been helped by her,

Betrayed her so easily.

Tell her to the lord, to the church.

Said she was a witch who traded life with the devil.

And then, at last, I was overwhelmed by the fear of witch hunts when I was a child, afraid that I would become the kind of 'witch' who was taken away,

Witch's first move...

Killed those around the stake.

And probably from then on.

The witch is broken.

Who will catch her, who will betray her,

She kills anyone.

Strength begins to grow, spirit begins to collapse,

The witch kept killing everyone who betrayed her and wanted to kill her.

Because the voice of a little girl in her heart always told her in fear.

Never get caught.

That's hell.

The witch, who had seen the miserable appearance of those women when she was a child, told herself that.

Then they kept being hunted and kept killing.

Then she was feared by people and said she was no longer a witch.

Said that she had completely become a witch who traded with the devil and gained power.

This is what witches are called witches.

The witch who hides, collapses in the slaughter

finally...

felt lonely.

Then, she forcibly suppressed the power of her heart, slowing it down.

Although insignificant,

But it took about a hundred years.

She finally grew up and became what she is now.

longing for company, longing for crowd,

She came into contact with human society again.

With a face worthy of the name of a witch, she is quickly admired.

Just when she rejoiced that she had finally received the promise of love.

When I plan to deepen my contact with people and return to human society.

The young man who adored her led her to the lustful and greedy lord.

Then he threw her away, gave her a guilty look with gold coins, and left.

She was betrayed again.

Why?

don't you love me?

Why did you betray me! ?

The emotion of being betrayed broke her sanity and awakened the witch's memory.

Ah, sure enough, humans can't.

People always betray me.

The witch remembers that from then on, walking out of the blood-stained lord's castle, she decided to...

Make 'dolls' to accompany yourself.

Find someone who matches your heart, infuse magic, implant a brand, and charm your spirit.

Look, the doll that will never betray you is done.

It turns out that since that time, the witch was completely broken.

She wears an abnormal enchanting smile, and the 'dolls' who accompany her.

became a witch.

It has been a long time till now.

Must be dying.

Ah, is this what it feels like to die?

Anyway, in the end, even the 'doll' she made to accompany her betrayed her.

It doesn't matter if you die like that.

So she didn't do anything like dying.

Feeling that her consciousness could no longer move, the witch gradually lost her awareness of her body.

She sleepily accepts the death of her long life.

Finally, I thought of the hell I saw when I was a child.

Did those women feel this way in the end...?

...

..

.

The warmth spreads suddenly.

An inconceivable feeling appeared on the witch, and she had a faint consciousness in doubt.

what is this, so comfortable...

Then she felt herself being held tightly.

A voice was soft and simple in her ear, and after hesitating and silent, it sounded like a great determination.

"If.... I will never betray you, will you help me?"

No one knows how much fluctuations in the consciousness of the witch who has been betrayed for more than 400 years now appear for the first time.

Consciousness slowly recovered, but she was still sleepy, but she smiled hard.

close to the man's ear,

He opened his mouth and whispered softly...

.....