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

Three months after that day.

Let's talk a little bit about the aftermath of the Kingdom of Mistria.

The assassination of the king by the witch organization came to the knowledge of all the people.

Neither the king's death, nor the fact that the cause of death was a spell, nor that it was a planned crime by the witches, could be concealed through.

Many castle servants witnessed the witch's assault. It's not just people with strong mouths, and it's hard to cover them up.

So while brightening up most of the truth, only the inconvenient parts were to be kept secret, or fabricated and presented to the public. I've had information manipulated to keep the witch hunt from starting.

This is how the case was revealed to the people.

A witch organization used the curse to take over the castle. The motive for this is the break-up of my engagement with Prince Rain. The witch was furious that the royal family had scorned the covenant, and stuffed Sonia Carnelian to marry the other witches and princes if she couldn't.

But both the king and the prince refuse to do so. The upside-down witches extended to a radical crime.

As a result, the king and the king's prince, as well as the twelve subordinates, lost their lives.

Some people thought, "There's nothing royal about divestiture," so the motive was accepted.

Though unprecedented curse terrorism heightened my resentment and fear of witches, I struck my hand as hard as I could.

I decided that it was me and my brother's army of Kruges who defeated the wicked witch and freed the castle.

Witches judge the wickedness of witches. Twenty years ago, it was the roasting of the Kingdu raid, but it seemed dramatic and effective that he saved the country with two generations of parents and children. The majority of the people never hated the witches themselves.

No, I made a peace pact with the Queen again. It seems true that she hated witches, and the queen had a blue-white face, pretending to look at me in the distance, but on the surface she had a friendly grin.

I have no choice. Given her position, it's not strange to hate witches. I rather admired the way you behaved.

Regardless of her true intentions, the Queen proclaimed herself exalted in the setting of her signature.

There were good witches and bad witches in the kingdom of Mistria. And the wicked witch was banished. From now on, Mistria will prosper further with a good witch, he said.

Thus the concern of witch hunting was dispelled.

Some time after the incident, the national funeral was carried out infrequently.

Many people wept over King Schnello and King Prince Rain.

At the end of the funeral, the queen fell ill and went into a long period of therapy. I'm so tired of everything. I let go of my power that I could no longer be involved in politics.

Inevitably, the throne rolled into Claudie Mistria, the second prince in the side room...

"Absolutely Yada... Absolutely Muli... Absolutely Rejected"

Prince Claudie, sadly desperate to escape, wondering if he could be a king. As a result of growing up teasing me compared to my belly brother from a very young age, I seem to have become a totally weak and selfish prince. Well, it's not strange to be afraid of dying when you're king because the witch is killing you inside you to keep standing. I'm only thirteen, and I know what it's like to want to run.

Losing the pillar of King and Prince Wang and still desperately trying to rebuild his country, his subordinates shriveled to see what a second prince looked like.

This is not a good idea, and as a result of discussions in the parliament where we exchanged lords from all over the country, Brother Sunnig is tentatively going to represent the king. Surprise, isn't it?

Although an unusual measure, it was decided by many powerful men on the grounds that his brother was drawing royal blood, that he had no capacity problems, that he had a strong connection with the witch, and that the people's expectations were high.

He said he had an opinion that he should remain king instead of deputizing. Of course, some suspected that it was not a case his brother had planned to usurp the throne, but testimony from many sources proved his innocence.

Now, maybe, I don't think anyone suspects it. What my brother himself hated the most when he was recommended by the King.

But it seems that the fool decided reluctantly to take on the throne if it was enough to further disrupt the country.

Well, according to a story he told me secretly, when Prince Claudie grows up, he presses the throne, and his brother intends to return to Lord Azrite again. I don't think I'm allowed to do that, but my brother would make it happen.

Are you okay, this kingdom?

What an anxious gatekeeper, but this is how the nascent kingdom of Mistria started.

"What are you reading?

When I looked up, Ville offered me juice. It's made from local tropical fruit. When something like this comes out, it's nice to feel like you're traveling.

Under the parasol, I heard waves on the beach and didn't expect a day to come when I could relax. The temperatures are not high and comfortable because the sun is leaning. The sea breeze is fresh and pleasant.

"The letter I received this morning. Heh, it's all from a man's human."

"Hey, what..."

Offering three letters, Ville widened her dreaded first.

"What, Phantom... word, that's dirty. And a lot."

There's a recent update on the Crew.

The Bubbas and Apprentice Witches are so energetic, there are no outside raids. Peace itself. And then there's the stupidity that Coral doesn't give me pennies and the extended growth record of my beloved daughter Frana. It's like crazy, it's like smiling.

"You're the same. Even so, we're still on the road for a week."

In anticipation of the time when the incident converged and the surroundings settled, me and Ville went on a memorial trip.

No more promises to the king make sense. Few more government dignitaries remain to know the truth, because all those involved in the coup twenty years ago had Ambert finished. Maybe it's just my brother and Nefra. But neither of us seems willing to tie us to Azrite.

Me and Ville are free. No smudges, I can go anywhere.

And Ville, as promised, showed me the ocean.

"So, this is... Nephra"

Coral distracted me by transferring what arrived at my mansion using a black owl.

Ville glanced at Nefra's letter I offered and gave him a bitter look. This is a note of a curse that can never be made public there. Although the technique of letters floating in response to my magic once is in place, dispose of them as soon as Ville reads them.

Apparently Nefra Conrat was Ambert's apprentice.

Where the two were connected, when Ambert married Aronia, the Witch of the Redemption, he was adopted by the aristocracy because he was not good from the birth of an ex-boyfriend whore. That nobleman was the Konrat family. It was a blind spot.

Apparently Ambert had entered and left the Conrat family from time to time after his mother nearly killed him and left the Cruise.

Words are bad, but the Konrats are, in a nutshell, a clan of sorcery idiots. Show strong interest in the magic Ambert creates and in the very existence of the Demon Man, and help him by hiding from the King.

What a splendid state treason to have been lending a hand knowing with the boss of a terrorist organization. It's not weird that I got executed or a family wreck, but my brother covered it up there.

Because I decided that the knowledge of witchcraft that Ambert gave Nefra had the potential to save Mistria in danger.

Actually, few people know it was Ambert who planned this case.

I'm sorry for the great people of the country, but I can't make the existence of the devil public. It just becomes a source of contention. If we were to talk about Ambert, we would also have to explain the coup d 'état and the rose jewels of twenty years ago. That was very inconvenient for us. That's why they let me keep it a secret.

Therefore, he cannot be held guilty for cooperating with those who are supposedly absent, and Nefra still works as a floating magician in the country.

I have no choice but to believe that my brother will use Nefra to clear up my depression, although I feel regrettable like he was eaten a cup.

"... Emelda looks good too"

What this letter said was about Miss Emelda's aftermath.

Anything. She, she met Prince Rain after Charlotte grabbed her. She made a lot of trouble, and she suffered a major injury that fractured her skull. Whether it was a shock of injury or whether Ambert really manipulated his memory, Lady Emelda, who woke up, had lost her memory.

I was in a state where I had no problems with my knowledge, such as reading and writing letters and counting money, but I couldn't remember anything about the episodes that involved me. Of course I don't remember the prince or the ville.

I met him once at the castle, so I'm pretty sure.

"Right? You have such beautiful red hair. I envy you. '

That's what I said and saw the girl laughing fluently and pitifully, and I was wary. Even if it's harmless, I still don't like her.

She was then taken over by the Konrat family and left the Wang capital to go to a country rich in nature. As a girl everywhere at sixteen, she enjoys living every day.

For the record, it seems that Charlotte visits Miss Emelda from time to time to assist her with her life, whether she intends to make amends. Your sister, who was suffering from incurable illness, seems to be on her way to comfort. Maybe it's the gift of a back deal with Ambert.

"I knew Emelda couldn't use forecasting or knowing anymore."

"Yes."

Ever since then, Miss Emelda hasn't said a word of prediction. It is Nefra's view that the injury also caused damage to the wounded brain and caused the loss of ability itself.

Because I don't know if it's true, Miss Emelda is also accompanied by her brother's men. I decided to keep him alive with surveillance unless I predicted it would call for confusion.

"He's as big as anybody else."

"Right..."

Ville laughed vaguely.

Though we didn't put it into words with each other, we thought maybe something similar. I wonder how long the hell Miss Emelda can live,.

I wonder if it would be arrogant to ask you to at least spend the time left in peace. Well, you're free to know what you think in your heart. I won't see you again.

"So, the third one... though I don't have the sender's name?

"It should not arrive, it is a letter from the dead. You look familiar in your handwriting, don't you?

After taking a breath, Ville quietly began to follow the literature with her eyes. Eventually, when I finished reading it, I looked at the sea blurry.

"Feel like you found out your lover is in touch with your ex-boyfriend?

"Don't tear it up. Can't Prince Rain get out of the basement yet..."

"I'm not a prince anymore. Besides, you said you wouldn't leave for life."

Ville closes her eyes so she can't do it.

Lady Rain, the former Crown Prince, is now living underground in the Royal Castle. On the face of it, the witch is supposed to have killed me, but Master Rain is alive. At the same time Ambert died, he was freed from the spell and took his life. There's a hidden room apart from the dungeon, locked in there. Me and Ville only went to see each other once.

How is it that Lady Rain is supposed to be dead, because a compromise proposal was adopted to grant the wishes of Ville and Mocha, all who pleaded for help, to the person who wished to be executed for the crime of cursing the king, and the adults who did not want to reveal the prince's guilt in order to protect the royal prestige.

Decided to die, closed underground for life.

That is what Lady Rain wants and the punishment that has been imposed.

"I guess I couldn't have inherited the throne under the guise of a victim like that. He's afraid to stand in public."

It is also written in the letter. The days of living in darkness are horrible, but it's a terrible relief, he said.

In fact, the black mole remained on Lady Rain's body as a price for the curse. Maybe that mole will stay, depending on the number of people who killed it. Unlike Raz, who killed one, Lady Rain's body was engraved with countless moles.

If it's just my body, I can hide it with clothes, but the mole seems to cover half my face. Lady Rain was extremely afraid that others would see that abominable face. He pleaded many times for me to kill him first.

He finally gained rest by caging in the basement without the light. Still can't remove the mask that hides the mole. That miraculous beauty has been lost forever.

"But I'm not alone, so I can live unnecessarily... I'm relieved it says so"

I remember the last time I saw him, I nodded.

There was a mocha beside Lady Rain. I affirmed that I would serve the Lord my whole life. The presence of Mocha, who showed the same loyalty no matter how he appeared, underpins Lady Rain's heart.

"You're a sinful human being to send the last and most heartbreaking letter. My ex-fiancée."

The letters I used to exchange as a child didn't say anything about my heart. I miss how thrilled you were with the letters just on the top with no contents.

But this letter was different. The sincere words to me and to Ville were lined up and made me very snug.

"Nothing, it won't have to be the last letter. You just have to interact occasionally. I'm sure the Prince... I'm sure Rayne would love that."

"... okay?

"Oh. I'll write it too, so I'll send it with me."

It's surprising that Ville would admit to communicating with other men. Even though it's something I don't seem to like. I mean, I'm less interesting.

After seeing Ambert and talking slowly with Lady Rayne, Ville feels a little different.

I see the young man sitting next to me again.

Ville is very reliable these days. He took the initiative in planning this trip and prepared it without a drain. He cares subtly even on the move, and he prepends my thoughts to get what he wants.

Being next to me has made me weirdly less nervous and better at expressing my affection. It's only a little bit dull when you take your hand and escort, but that's Ville's adorable point. I'm glad you haven't changed.

The attempt to make him a bad man is a failure... but yeah, it's not bad. Became a very good man.

As a squire or lover, there is no more human than Ville. Subtracting love and thinking calmly will not change that conclusion.

Even if I bring it to my arm, Ville won't move. Spending a while silently, the sun set in the ocean and my vision stained with a pearlescent color.

The sea level was brilliant and the world seemed to be burning.

"Thanks, Ville"

"What happened suddenly?

"Because they saw something beautiful thanks to Ville. It's going to be a lifetime of memories."

"You don't know this one. You could have come again as many times as you wanted, and there were so many other places you wanted to go?

Ville lay down her eyes for the first time and complained hesitantly.

"As long as we have time, we can go anywhere together. So... can you make up your mind?"

I understood what Ville had said and I took out a small cloth bag. Ever since that day, I answered, feeling the rose jewels flat on my hands, what I was carrying without letting go of my skin.

"A little more, wait. Not until you really have symptoms."

There is no abnormality in the body yet. On the contrary, it is a very healthy body. That's why you can't believe the rest of your life Ambert told you to. Well, I don't think they lied to me.

I put the book on my lap that I kept beside me. It's another look at Ambert. I usually keep it tight, but I brought it because I'm worried about leaving it at home.

That said, you can't read the contents, even if they're stolen. Magic is practiced so that letters float in response to the magic of me and Ville. It's with Nefra's letter.

Moreover, the thoroughness that important information is written in cryptography. I wonder how little Ambert trusted him around. I regretted the decryption of the cipher.

What was written inside is really a lot of things.

There are also parts of the study of the Seven Forbidden Thoughts from the idea of new sorcery, things that could happen in the future, and notebooks describing Ambert's penance.

The most surprising is the statement that he ran seven major bans on time. This world is the second week for Ambert. A lot of mistakes and sad things happened around the corner...... they rolled back their time to the critical point where they wouldn't destroy the world because they faced the death of Ville.

It didn't say much about it, but there was a note saying, "I dumped the dust of time generated by rewinding in different spaces". Could it have been “awesome” as an inspiration to the world of previous generations...?

No, then there will be a time paradox between me and a previous life woman. In the end, the mystery remains a mystery.

There were other considerations about my body. When and what symptoms appear and what treatments are effective. Full use of all knowledge and prediction had not led to the discovery of an effective method, and as a result it had been concluded that there was only one way to extend life by rose jewels.

Reality is cruel.

"I know your grid. I also understand that it's something you shouldn't do. But I want you to use it.... I want to be with you forever."

…………

It's surprising to allow a serious man like Ville to get his hands on contraindications.

But I'm glad, because you're so afraid of losing time with me.

I hesitate to use the jewels to survive.

The presence of rose jewels stirred desire and tormented a lot of people. Me and Bill are both victims of it. And yet you use all the products that have been the culprits flat out and only think good for yourself?

I declared that I would not make rose jewels in my crouge. That's synonymous with not using it.

Coral still cares about burn marks, and Phantom occasionally seems to cry at night dreaming about the abuse he has suffered from his mother. Some have less life left, like Miss Emelda, others have lost their beauty, like Lady Rain. How can you hide and use jewels to embody eternal beauty and youth, knowing the existence of such people... not too scum?

Honestly, we should destroy and dispose of this kind of contention.

Even if it's what Ambert entrusted me with in exchange for my life, don't let it get cheap.

Human beings die one day. It's not strange to die in an accident tomorrow. In my case, it might just be better if I knew I was going to die. Something I can sort out.

I stared at Ville. If I were to live alone, I might have accepted the fate of death.

"You've had harder feelings than anyone. You should have had a chance to survive. That's why Ambert left Sonia the treasure."

"... you mean the reward for finally working hard. But if we find out we're using the jewels, we're gonna have a new fight. If you look like a much younger daughter, you won't be able to hide it through. It also makes it harder to live in the same place. There could be a future to kill with all the crews and brothers. I don't care what you think. It's a thorny road."

You must know a hundred. Ville nodded, and said away in a prepared voice.

"If there is a dispute over using the jewels ahead, I will bury the jewels for each of you before they become irrevocable. Take responsibility for wishing to extend your life."

It was Ambert's words that came back to my ears.

"You are the same witchkiller knight as Cross. Whatever happens, you're doomed to kill a witch."

When I looked closely, the person I mentioned was shaking small. I can't do that.

"Can you do that, Ville?

"Let me try. If you can't avoid Sonia's death anyway, I'll make it easier with these hands."

Ville is serious.

Me, I knew something might be wrong. My squire and lover tells me I'm going to kill him face-to-face, and I've never been more tempted.

"... the body must be properly cremated. Don't let anyone else touch you."

"Oh. I wouldn't even give you a hair, a drop of blood"

My chest jumped to the sound of no shards of jokes.

Kill the one you love and don't let anyone take it from you.

I wonder why Ville would make my chest squeal when she tells me it might be a stale motive for killing in suspense.

"Well, there's a chance we can hide it through. What it looks like, we might be able to figure it out. I say it every day..."

"Yeah?"

Then Ville told him with great embarrassment.

"Sonia doesn't look back on the past and is most beautiful to live in the present. Really, I think it gets more beautiful every day. Then you might be able to grow old normally......?

…………

For the first time in my life, I appreciate the sunset. It's good to mislead your current complexion.

Sure Ambert said. He said the age of rejuvenation with jewellery depends on self-awareness.

If Ville tells you you look beautiful getting older, you may not want to be young. Looks like we could rather sincerely hope to get old together.

I'm happy. All the way to the future, I felt like I could see it bright.

"And anyway! I'll do whatever I can for Sonia. So please, consider using the treasure positively."

Ville is starting to look like she's going to cry. I wonder where my previous reliability has gone. But you don't have a choice, do you? Ever since I found out about my life expectancy, Ville has been worried about me.

I poked that cheek gently, and I laughed.

Yeah. I'm sure I'll use the jewels when the time comes.

No matter what I say about every beauty, I end up being cute about myself. The ville is cuter than that.

Because I'm in a happy mood, I don't want to let go of this time and die. I don't like Ville crying or breaking up with me dead.

Being mean frightens me myself, but this is how I feel honest.

"Hey, Ville. I have one suggestion."

I opened Ambert's book. It's encrypted and you won't be able to read it to Ville, though.

"Here's what's going to happen in this world. Looks like your father pulled it out with Miss Emelda's ability to predict."

"It's like a prophecy."

"That's the prophecy. I hear there's going to be a lot of casualties, though the odds are low a few months away."

As soon as that happens, Ville peeks into a page she can't read to eat in. It bothers you, doesn't it?

"I don't have a pattern of righteous allies, and I don't have an in-laws to help because I found out... but with a little help from people, I might feel less guilty about using the treasure"

A vast amount of lives lost because of rose jewels. Prevent the tragedy that will befall you in order to reward that life.

It's a terrible ego, but it would be better than doing nothing.

I feel bad about pretending not to see it, and I'd like to try if I can change my destiny.

... I'm sorry, Father. If it had left me with the contents of the prediction in the sense of staying away from dangerous areas, it seemed counterproductive.

"I'll pull my hand if I think it's dangerous.... So, Ville"

I was leaving a message, and I almost chose another word.

"Will you cooperate?

Ville nodded quickly. It seems to be losing strength and appeasement from your body at any rate.

"Absolutely. I'll follow you everywhere."

The golden eyes are in the sunset light and the colour is very gentle. It's not the same as when we first met. Literally, you can see at a glance that you are loved.

I follow you everywhere, right?

If I die, then I can guess what kind of choice Ville's gonna make.

...... do your best to keep the day away at all.

A bad ending would be nice, but that's only after you've had a full taste of the routine.

"Yeah, we'll always be together, Ville"

Extend your arms to sweeten, lips against his cheeks.

For the happiness of myself and my beloved Ville, I will not let go of the reins.