The Last Boss Witch Will Keep Her Past Self's Crush Until Her Dying Day

I couldn't believe it at first.

'Cause it doesn't matter what you think. Tsuji doesn't fit.

I can't believe what's about to happen in my world is already a "mortal" in another world.

But the more I looked at "morrow," the more I couldn't ignore the match with the story.

The kingdom of Mistria, Aronia the Witch of the Redemption, Prince Rain… and Sonia Carnelian, who will be "Rasobsu”.

I wish I could have affirmed that it was a painful delusion created by my head... the word rose jewel came up at the end of the story.

Sonia's goal in "Tome” is to achieve immortality - to create a rose jewel. He had a weird case for it and was collecting materials. And marry the beautiful Prince Rain and rule the kingdom of Mistria from the shadows and eventually make it the kingdom of the witches. Bad deed threesome such childish ambition on his chest, and at the end of the day he is defeated by Emelda the heroine......

"Worst!"

When I finished watching the final one, my thoughts and those of a previous life woman synchronized.

The previous life woman was crazy for about a month in the shock of the death of the cutest Bill Obsidia. As much as I used to play "Emban Frisbee” on a rainy riverbed. You used to “marason" for event lottery tickets and store-only “no". I was called in and my parents cried.

I have also seen many of my own ugly places of work and for some time I have had nothing on my hands. It wasn't ugly, especially where he cursed the prince in anger at the wedding ritual.

This is who I am in the future? I'm disappointed. What would happen to you if this happened?

What should I do? If this really happens in the future...

"It's okay. You just have to be careful not to do this."

According to "Tomorrow," it's only four years before I show up on the stage. If you live properly, you should be able to avoid it.

And apparently your mother dies in two years.

That's when I first realized it.

I hate you, Mother. I learned joy from the bottom of my heart when I heard I was going to die. I knew I was a bad boy. I can't believe I'm waiting for my mother's death.

Yeah. I'm absolutely fine. I don't ask for rose jewels. It's impossible to inherit your mother's will......

One day a witch appeared before me, still full of anxiety.

Coral. I've been sneaking into the mansion to get the rose jewels.

She is one of the bad witches who appears in "Tomorrow”. With her appearance in front of me, I learned that “morrow” was a future that could happen well enough.

Honestly, I worried about Coral if I should kill him. Kill him and he'll change the “morrow” flow in part. If we keep him alive, we'll follow the “morrow” street.

I decided to move carefully. After your mother dies, the inside will be confused. I wanted an ally to be a force of war then. I can kill... anytime.

After so much magic I asked Coral.

"Why do you seek a rose jewel?

"You can see that, can't you? To get rid of these ugly burn marks. Because of these marks, I was flabbergasted by my lover..."

I won't hold him, he made it clear. I dreamed of marrying him and lodging children, I don't want many more. I want to clean out the burns and sleep in his arms for just one night. I don't mind dying as it is. That's what Coral started crying about.

I told my twelve-year-old clearly because of the influence of my previous life, even though I was frightened to tell him what to do.

"I wouldn't lose my life here for such a heckly man. Besides... you know the ingredients for the rose jewels?

When he taught that the human body was an ingredient, Coral flashed his face. Especially the child's eyeballs. It seemed like a shock.

"If you still want rose jewels, your heart is uglier than burn marks."

I wonder what I'm talking about. It's your mother's call, and you're loaded with research.

But the word became the deciding factor, and Coral gave up the treasure.

Let's see if we can't get rid of the burn marks another way, I suggested. With a confident smile that makes everyone want to stick around. It was difficult to recreate your brother's charisma aura, but it worked. Coral took my hand as if it were soggy.

Then thinking about the future and previous life made me manic-depressive... a little mentally unstable. It was routine to fall into a private room bed and spend time hugging a cushion.

"There are no goods, there are no" kirana ”, they are not even called to events..."

When I say the unpopularity of the original Sonia, yeah. Even though he's a villain, he deserves it because he kills Ville, the number one popular character in the making.

But it's terrible. “Afterwards" didn't mention one thing about Sonia's birth. Neither the truth of the Wang du raid, nor the intimacy between your mother and King Mistria, nor the experimentation of the treasure being carried out in the Kruge, will be revealed.

I was dissatisfied with the fact that I didn't know about the villain's backbone. Can I have some sympathy for you, please?

"Ville would be nice. Loved by many..."

In the end, even though Emelda and the Prince were tied together for a happy ending, the impact of Ville's death was too great to be "hey hey" up there in a funeral state. A lot of maidens, of course, seemed to weep and curse Sonia.

"This Ville, by now, was the knight of the prince?

Ville should be sixteen years old and a knight with Prince Rain.

Shall I ask the Prince in a letter? Yeah, you can't. I'm too suspicious. Fate could roll in a hell of a direction if I did something extra.

"But if we were adults, would we normally marry a prince? Ha..."

I was completely disillusioned with Prince Rain. Because while I have a fiancée, I'm obsessed with Emelda, and I don't hesitate to rebuff me in public.

I'm similarly distracted by Emelda. I'm gonna be in front of Ville, and I'm gonna have a happy wedding with Emelda after Bill dies.

No consideration for your fiancée?

Take care of your best friend more.

Prince Rain of reality is still not guilty, but this obsession is not going to disappear.

If you read the letter back again, it conveys a lack of interest in me. I felt sorry for myself for ever looking forward to something like this.

Sure, it looks beautiful and smart, but I honestly don't like it.

Me too, I prefer Ville, one way or another.

Ville has a sense of intimacy. Aren't you just like me where you've been forced to put up with me all your life since I was a kid and you die without paying me back for one thing?

Yeah, but the end of the “morrow” ville was a tranquil one. He passed away with a very gentle smile, either because he died protecting his beloved Emelda.

That's the definitive difference from me. Because Ville is someone who can love someone, not like me.

"A human who inspires me to die... in a sense, a community of destiny."

If we follow the same end as "morrow," me and Ville will die in the same place on the same day. There will be no one else who can kill Ville but me. And no swordsman can hurt me but Ville. Finally, if only we weren't hostile, right?

"Fine. I'll help you with Ville."

I was just a little jealous of a woman in my last life.

Because it seemed like fun every day.

I have generous parents in my hobby, friends who can share the same adoration, work hard to buy and fish goods, marry another genre of "hot” guys and have cute children......

I don't want to imitate you, but I envied you. I even thought it was cheating.

The previous life woman said. "Uh, anyone can make Ville happy -" he said.

If I were you, I'd be able to turn it into a much better ending than the original.

"My happiness is paramount, but you can think of Ville's happiness in the second place or so."

I can't be a previous life woman. I feel good.

It's not just about Ville. After your mother dies, if you stand around well, I can be happy. I have enough power to be a "raspberry." It would be invincible if it could be used for its own sake so as not to annoy people with its power.

Knowing the future that could happen and getting goals changed me. You can say I was ruled by a sense of omnipotence. For the first time in my life, I felt confident in myself. I felt like everything was working out.

"You've been brighter lately, Sonia. Did something good happen to you?

"Yeah, brother. I've had fun dreaming lately."

"Right. It's getting more and more beautiful, and it's too late to give it to His Royal Highness the King."

I wonder if one day my brother and I will be able to expose everything and talk to each other. I can't wait for that day.

Everything is a battle after your mother dies.

First, master the inside. Those who want rose jewels must be eliminated thoroughly. Between then and the wedding, spend a lot of time together. I don't know if I'm really going to marry Prince Rain, but sooner or later there will always be an opportunity to negotiate with the King. Polish to strength by then and be prepared assuming every pattern.

When I'm free of my mother, I'll be reborn.

At the age of thirteen, Phantom was sent by the Kingdom as an experimental subject.

I soon found out that Mr. "Nakabosu” was here. He encouraged the abused boy in the cage and took care not to go crazy. His power was spared to kill.

I have had a concern since then.

What was the cause of your mother's death?

You're sick and dead, but maybe I'll kill you?

It's never impossible for me right now. Five minutes about the witchcraft arm, or still a little bad enough, but I'm still pretending to be an obedient doll in front of my mother. If I poke a gap, I might be able to kill you.

... but she's a real mother, even if she's rotten. I don't want to kill you with this hand.

Something that could have been a normal mother and child had it not been for the rose jewels. Even if it's kindness to manipulate me, the memories that adore me seal my intentions to kill.

Though I think it's sweet, I knew the mother's presence was huge.

I'm not trying to help you at all, though, am I?

Hopefully, yes, I want your mother to die of a rose jewel failure.

I think that is the reward for those who have suffered before, including me.

It's been awhile since I turned fourteen. Something's wrong with your mother lately.

The poisonous antibodies have been finishing up a lot and provided the latest from my body the other day. Maybe the jewels are nearing completion. Abuse of experimental subjects has also decreased in recent times, making me feel trapped in the lab. Looks like he's making a run for it.

What worries me is that exotic sorcery books are disappearing from the library, or the number of witches in your apprentice is decreasing.

I have a bad feeling.

One day I was summoned to a lab in the basement and offered a beaker. Inside, red liquid is poured side by side.

"Sonia. My pretty daughter. It's a little late, but it's my fourteenth birthday present. Drink this' Rose Spirit Water 'and you will be promised eternal beauty and youth. Wouldn't that be great?

It's the end of a rose jewel. The finished form of the immortal recipe your mother created.

Yes... I mean, I'll do the final confirmation.

"Did you try it with your apprentice?

"It's okay. You should be able to stand it."

The words fuelled anxiety. They also let the witches of their disciples try, but they failed. But you're saying you're okay because you got to the point where it's too late?

I'm so lost.

I would drink honestly according to my mother if I hadn't had the experience of knowing the future with past vision.

And because I know the future, I took the beaker.

"Oh Sonia, my sweet daughter...... you're such a good girl"

"Yes, Mother"

I will not die here.

So fine.

I knew my specificity.

I've been taking all kinds of poison since I was a little girl. I tried and tweaked it with experimental bodies and disciples, I'm sure it was a weak poison, but still, my body hasn't changed a lot. Some people went blind, left half paralyzed, lost their minds, but I didn't have any signs at all.

I never caught a cold when I thought of it, and I could stand the powerful poison served by Phantom.

Hi. I was born with a special physique. The amount of magic and the talent of witchcraft are amazing, and I wonder if this might be a "raspberry" correction.

I don't know if your mother realizes that.

If you haven't noticed, this will lead to your mother's death.

Besides, Sonia was super resilient. The wound will heal quickly. Still, I was trying to create a rose jewel's, so I guess its power isn't from the jewel.

Must be the power you get by drinking this rose spirit water right now.

"... eh"

Stirring the spiritual water in one breath made my whole body hot.

He threw up blood, fell on the spot, and fought bitterness. Cells throughout the body seemed to be reborn and burning.

After one night, I woke up and Mother welcomed me with a gentle smile.

I tried to hurt my skin with a knife. Though there was zero red blood, the white flame quickly rose, regenerating the skin and blocking the wound. Although I originally had luminous skin, I feel even more tense and glossy.

"Wonderful! I'm a genius!

Mother rejoiced and mouthed 'Rose Spirit Medicine' during the day.

My eighteenth year of grief counting from the Wang du raid.

I guess I couldn't stand it. While immersed in research, her mother had lost both her youth and her beauty. Get it back and sing about your youth for decades to come. I was blinded by that ambition.

Stupid mother...... you should have checked my body a little more carefully.

Only for one day was your mother able to look young.

The disciples found out about the completion of the recipe for immortality and floated. "Beautiful" and "wonderful" were spoken of, and Mother was in a good mood at first. I was obsessed with looking in the mirror.

But when I sent the blessing "Congratulations," the smile disappeared from your mother.

That night, your mother collapsed into poison.

My body deforms ugly, my hair falls out nearly half way and spits out no matter what I say.

He looked pathetic.

Not wanting anyone to see this figure, he ordered me to expel my disciples from the mansion.

I nursed with dedication.

I looked nearest to my weakening mother.

The blame of conscience and the dark joy were hissing in my heart.

I'll at least stay a good daughter to your mother until the end of the day. Maybe I wanted to remind you that nothing was wrong.

That's how when the week went by, your mother called me back to the underground lab.

I was intuitive.

Today, your mother dies.

What are you going to tell me at the end?

What if they apologize? I don't want that.

Sitting deeply in the wheelchair, her mother exhaled for a long time.

"I've made up my mind. Stop Aronia Carnelian today."

"Huh...?

Mother turned a lucid smile at me.

"Sonia, my pretty daughter. You are the most filial daughter in the world. You'd do anything for your mother, wouldn't you?

I didn't know what that meant. I think my face was bright blue.

As of this period, the woman in front of her has not yet given up on living.

"Regrettably, all you have to do is draw Ambert's blood, and your appearance is more beautiful and luscious. I realized that, so I don't have any more untrained bodies."

"Hey, what are you talking about?

"Young and beautiful, a body that housed in itself the 'Spiritual Water of the Rose'. The talent of witchcraft is no less than mine. Besides the rumored fiancée of a prince as beautiful as a miracle, the future Queen Mistria. Perfect."

Mother says.

I used to have no interest in power or status. But he said he woke up as he became an absolute ruler in the Kruge and worked atrocities on his disciples and experimental subjects.

I want to rule more humans. I want to abuse you.

I want to be Queen of Mistria, to serve a beautiful man, to do all I can for my luxury.

Mother distorted her wrinkled lips and spoke out loudly of the cat.

"Hey, Sonia, do you want your body?

Chills ran all over my body.

"Actually, I've been preparing one for the last few years. One of the Witch's Seven Prohibitions. Soul Magic - The Art of Possession Reincarnation"

If you notice, there was a magic circle called Circle that you had never seen on the floor.

"It's very difficult magic, but it's easier than creating a jewel. I'm better at spinning than I am at developing drugs. If the Lord of the reincarnated flesh were obedient, the success rate would increase dramatically. If you're a blood-connected parent, it's easy for your soul to settle down."

I was stunned to hear your mother's words.

"You were born for me. I've lived for this day. So it's natural to give yourself that. Rest assured, I will never forget you. I'll blow Sonia Carnelian's name all over the continent. As the beautiful Witch King,"

…………

"You can't help living like this anyway, can you? You are a foolish figure who can do nothing without me. It's just everyone's doll. No matter how hard I try, I can't grasp happiness. But I can make everyone happy. I'll adore your body, too. Marry a prince, improve the status of a witch, and let Mistria be the best country on the continent. I'll build a hell of a paradise. Hehe, Fun"

Your mother's distorted arms have stretched out against me.

"Sonia, my pretty daughter. You'll listen to your mother, won't you?

I shrugged reflexively, "Yes, Mother," and I shook my neck to the side.

"Sonia?"

My mother frowned between her eyebrows because my reaction was different from what I had assumed. Meanwhile I couldn't stand it and laughed out holding my stomach.

"Haha...... Huh! I thought it was crazy! Yes, that's what you did!

I finally get it.

It was the moment when I remembered my vision of the past and watched "Tome Tome" and the mystery I had been working on was solved.

"That Sonia was your mother, wasn't she?!? It's all outrageous, unusual, losing to such a little girl -!"

"What?... What are you talking about?

You were right about Emelda. Indeed, if this woman marries Prince Rain and becomes queen, Mistria follows the path of doom.

I distanced myself from my mother and began to make up my sorcery.

I wonder why I've been patient so far. You should have done this from the beginning.

What did you expect?

Take it away as much as you can, and your mother won't give you anything back.

My thoughts don't pay off one thing.

"I'm not that dumb. I don't ask for eternal beauty. I don't need a witch country. I don't even want the Prince's love, and I won't kill Ville!

It was then that Mother finally began to rush.

I'm sure you thought I would honestly obey. Yeah. I've always been a good kid in front of your mother.

You're a real idiot. Destroy yourself with poisonous roses and die betrayed by your daughter. Almost self-destruct, huh?

"You... kill your mother!?"

"I don't know a mother trying to take my daughter's life"

I know what a real mother looks like.

The mother was so sweet in her past life.

He made me a favorite when my daughter was depressed. When I caught a cold, he took time off work to see me. When I took the exam, I was twitching late at night, he chopped up a whisker for the job celebration and gave me a watch, and the day before the wedding, I was turning the album and crying.

Compared to that, what are you?

Don't confuse me by pretending to be a cunt friendly mother who doesn't even care about it.

"Goodbye, Aronia Carnelian. I live my life. I won't give in to anyone."

Magic chants and screams overlapped.

I was selfless obsessed. When I realized it, the room and I were stained bright red.

Before the debris, I cried. I couldn't stop crying.

I went to war later.

I was destined to die today. Had I not mastered the vision of the past, I would not have had the will to rebel, my body would have been taken over by my real mother, and I would have nearly engraved the stigma of a villain in the future.

My own death is neither known to anyone, nor mourned by anyone, and my very existence disappears.

Terrible. Too bad!

"But now... it's okay, right?

I could protect myself.

I'm sure it's alright. The future is bright.

But I have only one anxiety.

You're not mistaken, are you?

Wouldn't it be more tragic if I survived?

If the end of the original "Aftermath" street were the best ending for this world...

From then on I was desperate.

It annihilated the witches who had stripped their fangs, as expected, and kept them together inside with Coral and Phantom, keeping the truth about her mother's death and the secret of the rose jewels.

I haven't told anyone about the 'Rose Spirit Water' that lives in me.

Even if he was careless and injured, he could have prevented the wound from regenerating if he was conscious.

I started paying the utmost attention to beauty so that my beautiful skin and hair wouldn't find out it was spiritual water.

Two years of research also confirmed that the effect of spiritual water is gradually weakening. I'm sure the original Sonia also tried to produce rose jewels again, knowing that the effect of spiritual water was not semi-permanent.

Probably won't have this regenerative ability in the not-too-distant future. If I can keep a secret until then, I can be a normal witch. I brushed myself up so that I wouldn't regret the effects of the medicine and the beauty was compromised.

I was relieved when I heard rumors of a strange incident.

Perhaps we cannot escape the fate of ruin. If your mother is the original Sonia, there's something strange about it. There may still be something.

Still, I kept asking how it was going. It is not yet time to make a definitive choice.

The wedding to Prince Rain was to take place on schedule, and I had to laugh anymore when it unfolded on "Afternoon” Street.

But I didn't give up.

I can't lose. You can't lose.

Pride won't allow you to end up below Sonia, played by your mother. I've told you many times, I'm not that dumb.

I don't admit that the end of me and Ville dying is the best end.

I felt warm plush and slowly opened my eyes.

My head boggles. You just lost too much blood. My brain went crazy and I remembered something I didn't like.

"Sonia."

There was a man who could hold my hand. My golden eyes were so beautiful wet in tears.

"Good... I thought you were going to die like this..."

Ville was wiping her tears with the hands of those who were empty, holding my hand.

No body. I wanted to see more.

The tears he shed for me.

Oh, how sweet.

I was very satisfied.

I'm so glad Ville didn't die of a curse.

It's weird. I can't believe I'm in pain and worn out, but if Ville's safe, that's fine.

I understand just a little bit about Bill's final behavior.

It's so sweet to protect someone and hurt yourself. And that was selfish self-satisfaction, and I also found out how stupid it was.

I won't let Ville do the same.

I've been scattered, doing things that surround and hunt down Ville, but I'm not like your mother, am I?

Ville cares so much about me, that she cries. I don't want to think that's wrong.

"Ville... you know..."

"Hmm? What's up?

He turns to me, trying to hear my words.

Surprise was easy.... I really wanted to lip it, but I left it on my cheek today. Because I wanted to know the taste of tears. You're soggy.

"Become!? What...!

He turns his face bright red and can wolf.

Beginning with a 20-year-old. But I can't wait to love that place.

"I love you, Ville."