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

"Bye, Kohak. I'll leave you a message."

Sonia looked back. He is dressed in a beautiful one-piece dress with a Mistrian design.... You look great.

Some of the villas are dressed in dresses. Yeah, it looks good. You're polished in front of a man.

"Be a good girl."

"Nyah."

Sonia and Ville are going to a tea party hosted by Queen I.

A sudden invitation. I hope there's nothing... I hope I can't rub it with the first princess who looks troublesome.

I wanted to follow you because I was worried, but if the cat accompanied me, the two of you might buy a pair. [M] I don't have a choice.

Sonia hid the black boxes and research materials, and I have nothing to do with it.

"Oh, Kohak...... come on, come on"

Roselint whispers to me in the room. I just want to ignore, pu, but I feel sorry for this kid for a lot of things, and I'm just gonna play with him for a little while...

Man, I headed to Roselint's room and got flirted with by different cat goods. When did you get it all together? Couldn't resist the pleasant fatigue and decided to take a nap on the couch as it was.

I did a good job. Cats aren't easy either. Try to think about that - stretch your back and hit the turnaround.

I had a bit of an indelible dream because I played with Roselint.

It's my dream to play with Sonia, who is twelve years old. Sonia stroked me with an innocent smile she'd never seen. I also feel like I wanted to be as Ambert as I dreamed, but I guess it's not feasible.

It was hard to only say "nya" even though I had so much to say.

Even in my dreams for a while, I heard a blurry voice.

"... sister? Why? How did you get here?

"It's nothing good. That doesn't matter."

I open my eyes. [M] What I saw in my sleepy, blurred eyes was a bizarre beauty in a black dress all over her body. Um, me, are you still dreaming?

"Still, sister, you know. It's so uncomfortable to be called that way by you."

…………

Roselint's face, bent over, was white.

Oh, could this woman be Princess Halemine?

There seems to be a personality problem, as rumored.

And I wonder how she really showed up, this woman. Unnatural...... oh no, I'm sleepy and I can't work my head off.

"Oh, what happened to the tea party?

"You don't have to be at the end of such a boring event. Thought it'd be more interesting to be with you than that."

Halemine smiles as if she looked down at it.

"You must be bored, right? Let me tell you one interesting old story."

I listened to the abruptly spoken inheritance, not knowing whether it was a dream or a manifestation.

Once upon a time, there was a barren earth.

The graceful river of magic of the earth is thin and the desolate horizon continues everywhere.

In a land that did not grow a single bottle of grass instead of a circle of flowers, people continued to contend over meagre resources.

Most children can't grow up. If you lose any strength at all, you die. If you don't take it from others, you or your family will lose their lives.

People's hearts were as rough as the world.

One day, a young man, who was dawning in battle, fell into the crack of the earth and met an angel of unity.

The angel sinned, was wounded by the pursuit of heaven, and breathed constantly. There is no angel in a river of magic that is too thin to replenish magic.

But the youth, without fear of alien appearances, embraced the angels - that is, gave their own magical blood.

Angels were believed to be beings who listened to people's wishes and gave them strength.

The youth thought that if they wished to angels, they would be able to save their dead homeland.

The blood of a young man with a nucleus was full of magic, and his sweetness healed the angel's body. Angels who have taken a life exchange certain covenants with youth.

"I fall asleep in this land to heal my body. Keep giving your sweet blood. Then I will fulfill your wish with my strength."

In order for an angel to connect with a river of magic, a great deal of human blood from the land was needed.

But if the power of angels crosses over into the land, we can transform the dead earth into a graceful garden.

'I wish. I want this land to be a paradise. I want to build such a beautiful country where people don't dispute and children can laugh'

Besides himself, the young man also offered the blood of his parents and brothers to angels.

The majority of families who were weak died, but the youth gained enormous power to become kings. The land became as beautiful as it could be seen, and those who survived enjoyed happiness.

It's the birth of the kingdom.

If the wound heals, this kingdom has already been used for angels. But as long as there is a covenant with the king, I will remain in the land and promise abundance.

Being locked up underground for a long time meant redemption to angels.

And when his own existence is forgotten, his sins shall also be forgotten, and he shall return to heaven.

And when thy kinsmen have forgotten their covenant, I will feed the land full of happiness, and I will plunge again into heaven.

That's what I said. The angel fell asleep beneath the kingdom.

Since then, the king's descendants have given their sweet blood every hundred years. In order to fulfill his covenant with the angels, he has sacrificed as a sacrifice those who at that time dwell the strongest magic power of the royal family.

Halemine saw Roselint with dark eyes that didn't know what she was thinking.

"The young man's name is Mergin. The angel's name is LuinAlin. The kingdom of Luziaro was built by the covenant between the two of us."

I guess so. I knew we were talking about this kingdom from the beginning.

Roselint looked up at Halemine, trembling in small pieces.

"So... until now the royal family has sacrificed..."

"Yep. Nearby, the savior witch Pranatti is. Looks like she asked an angel for as much power as she could use rain begging magic besides the continuation of her contract. Being able to make such a deal probably means that the angel's wounds are already healed."

I roared small. [M] I'm getting a lot clearer on my head.

The earth was enriched by angels sleeping underground, but I can't take care of the sky. You mean Planati let the sunshine dissolve in exchange for his own life?

"Three hundred years after that. No royalty has gone to the angels. It's not surprising that an angel decides that his contract is over. An angel leaves Luziaro and wings. In other words, this land will once again return to the depleted earth of magic... maybe. At least they'll never be called paradise again."

"No, but... well, I..."

Roselint has guessed.

Who has the strongest magic in the contemporary royal family? That would undoubtedly be Roselint, a witch.

If we are to continue our covenant with the angels, Roselint must give sweet blood.

"Did your father or mother... know about this?

"I guess your father doesn't know. Something completely out of the question."

Then how do you know about the contract with the angel? It would be strange.

I couldn't wait to ask, but unfortunately I can only say "nya." I just want Roselint to question me instead, but she doesn't seem to be that way.

Halemine said with even more distortion of his mean looking face.

"But, you know, Yulaia should know everything. I know, I've raised you plainly. She must be very kind to you. That's because you won't get away with it, or maybe out of sympathy. I pity my daughter, who is destined to be sacrificed.... that's not real love"

"Your mother? … Ugh, it's a lie"

"Oh, you think I'm lying? I'm worried about you."

Halemine took the white box out of nowhere. That box feels so bad. I mean, maybe it's not the same black box that came out of the witch Melissa's room? The chains aren't wrapped around it.

"Is that...?

"A little early, but let me give you a birthday present. 'Cause I don't think you'll be able to celebrate your twelfth birthday properly."

To the wolfish Roselint, Hailmine hands the box.

"Poor Roselint. A real fake who knows nothing. I give you the truth like that. Know the secrets that relate directly to you, not to centuries old rusty inheritance. And choose. How to use your life."

Halemine went outside from the balcony.

He hid in the curtain's stirrups and Halemine disappeared. Oh, here, upstairs!?

I jump off the couch and head for the balcony. There is no longer a princess, and there is no shadow on earth.

He's not just an evil hobby princess.

Maybe......

In the meantime, I went back to Roselint. With a blue face, trembling fingertips, Roselint empties the box and retrieves the contents.

"Is this a magic tool...?

It was a palm-sized piece of clear glass. The Circle of Magic Circles is engraved. Perhaps if you inject magic into it, magic will be activated. Probably a recording sorcery?

She held me up softly as she looked up at Roselint to hasten to use it.

"Kohak, stay outside your room. Something that doesn't know what's going to happen. It's not safe."

"Nha!?"

The resistance was empty, and I was kicked out of my room.

"Nyah! Nyah!

Open it, show it to me, too. I'm worried about you!

Tiga spotted me when I raised my voice in protest and clasped at the door even though I knew I shouldn't.

This guy is not the type of person to talk to a cat. He was picked on the back of his neck for tongue altercation and thrown into another room.

You! Now your husband is going to be a hell of a lot of trouble!

At least go see how you're doing!

Then, until Sonia and the others came back, they never let me go. No one can pass on the impending crisis to Roselint.

From that day on, Roselint began to behave in a temperament.

Sonia seems to be aware of the change, but she doesn't step in deeply. Sonia got a lot of thinking about the sky up there somewhere in Sonia. Did something happen at the tea party?

I came and went between Roselint and Sonia to see how things were going.

I witnessed Roselint and Tiga talking to each other somehow. I didn't hear what the conversation was about...

Not good, what should I do?

Is there any way to tell Sonia about the information brought to her by Hailmine or who she is?

I tried so hard to write letters, but I couldn't do it with the kitten's body. I can't hold the pen, and Ville worried me when I tried to write with my forefoot, "Did I hurt my foot?"

When I act weird, they think it's a prank and they stop me. I can't do anything.

While I was saying this, Roselint and Tiga disappeared.

... Oh, how helpless.

I fell asleep.