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

I heard you breathing next door. Ville seems just a little nervous.

You're not sure yet?

I answered to sing, without some shaking.

"Because at first I liked the look and the atmosphere. And because I felt sorry for him for serving the royal family without knowing anything. It was too dangerous to leave me alone."

Old Bill was like throwing himself out fine for his loved ones. Even if you could avoid the "morrow” scenario, as long as the Prince and Miss Emelda are around, your life will not be in danger.

If I were you, I wouldn't have to be protected by Bill. I can rather protect you. I don't deny that I was immersed in superiority that way.

But it just got more and more loving to Bill, who opens his heart to me one by one.

"Now, I enjoy making Ville happy. I feel happy too. I would love to be with you forever.... Ville is my best squire, my beloved human."

Now from next door, I could hear you sniffing. Ville is blushing her cheeks and holding her head gently.... I've always said so many words, but I wonder if it was expensive in the atmosphere of the place.

"For me too, Sonia is the best lord and beloved woman..."

"hehe, thanks"

More and more red-faced Ville.

But during a moment of loose sight, a high noise sounded. Ambert threw the crown on the floor and rose loosely.

"Yes..."

Emotional unreadable eyes. But there is never an atmosphere to bless us of compassion.

"Ville, I'll tell you something good. Witches are clever and brutal creatures. I laugh unhappily at all if I am the cutest and for desire. You're a whimsical, flirting, bad girl with human feelings backwards. Even Sonia is the same in nature. As it were, Ville would be crucified, kept and killed. The love strangles itself. Do you really think that would make you happy?

All Ville did was stare at Ambert. I open my mouth instead.

"You can't be prejudiced against witches. Besides, you don't deserve to blame your father for the way I love you. With Zeoli's spell, Ville is dying. It's a funny story to worry about someone your organization almost killed."

"That's a zeoli rampage. I told Azlit territory not to lay a hand on it... but I didn't order the collection of material under the guise of a strange case or the curse terrorism. When I taught them the ingredients to make the treasure, and I talked to them about how to disrupt the country, the witches made their own plans and set it in motion."

Witches who fell in love with Ambert wanted to be loved and prepended his wishes and acted with us first. It's all at the witches' discretion, and you're even going to say true evil is with witches?

"... you would be as predictable as the witches' next move. Instead, it's obvious he fanned it to run for murder. A large number of innocent people have been sacrificed, both in strange cases and in curse terrorism. Not only are you a greedy witch, but your father is a great sinner."

"I know that. You can judge if you want. I don't care about the inhabitants of this world. But I've never wished for Ville's misfortune. Sonia, you make him unhappy."

At that moment, Ambert's entangling magic swelled up.

[Shizukuishi, born at the bottom of Nara, with a black scream, discussing the light - Teneb Curite]

From his palm, a number of black swirls jump out, curved and run through the space. Fast. Plus the orbit is irregular and unreadable.

Ville steps forward and scratches off the jumping black cunt with a witchkiller. Looks like Ville moves faster. But it flies from the top and from the back. Deciding he couldn't deal with it, Ville jumped with me.

Moment after moment, a black clam struck directly where we were, and the black smoke rose from the thick carpet. Like a mass of heat, or a strong acid. Anyway, I'm not just sorry if I touch you. The carpet has holes and the marble underneath is discolored.

Ambert can really use magic without crystals. And this magic. It's no better than me or your mother, and I'm totally manipulative. I can also snort that Zeoli is heartbroken. This is the demon...... horrible to be honest.

Ville wields her witchkiller while holding me with one hand and erases her. I'm not reading the orbit, it's like I'm just reflexively slashing it right before it hits me. I mean unconscious behavior. If Ambert came weaving a loose end or a feint, it would hit him sooner or later.

Nevertheless, I was the only one being targeted.

Sounds like it's true that Nefra hit me in the ear.

'We promise not to harm Ville Obsidia'

At that point I could somehow read Ambert's purpose.

I was lost. Whether to grant his wish or not. But it looks like Ambert isn't going to give me a choice.

[Rise to the sky, particles, both white drinks, heal the darkness - Lumeni Yale]

My chant caused a curtain of light to be stretched around me, and the black oxen fogged by touching the membrane. It was offset by the magic of conflicting attributes.

Attack stopped once. Ambert is looking down at us silently.

"... thanks, Ville. Stay away. 'Cause I'm gonna get involved."

"What are you going to do"

"I'm just gonna fight your father. I wish I could get him, but if I can't, I'll kill him. Maybe that's what your father wants."

I let go of my body from Ville and glanced back at Ambert.

Ambert's revenge must have ended with cursing and killing the king. If you're going to kill all the witches in the world, you still won't finish off the witches under your command. Seeing the tragic sight of the courtyard, I felt that Ambert was going to end it all.

"I hope you don't get me wrong. Sonia's not going to kill me."

"Oh, so you want Ville to give you justice? Oh, maybe you want to dispose of me before you hurt yourself. Kill the Witch and the Devil's Son to eliminate Slayzia's legacy. If you finish me off, you can bury the rose jewel recipe with you."

Ambert laughed lightly. His purpose is redemption for Ville, my elimination, and his own death.

Kill me and Ville will go upside down and take care of Ambert. All objectives are achieved.

"Don't be ridiculous. Where's my happiness in that? If I lose Sonia, I..."

"Don't worry. Erase your memory and it will be resolved. Just before I die, I'll restore Ville's memory to the state she was in before I met Sonia and Emelda. With all-knowing power, it was easy to develop magic to manipulate memories. There's no failure because I used to experiment with Emelda."

"Become!?"

"There's another advantage to killing me. It was I who cast a spell on the Mistrian kings, feeding on Prince Rain's hatred. Some are still cursed and suffering, and the prince is quite debilitated. If you don't kill me soon and break the curse, there will be more and more victims."

Father, you're going to say one hell of a thing after another.

Ville opened her eyes and shook her neck to the side. Looks angry.

"Sonia, I'll fight you too. I'm not gonna let him do what he wants."

"Ville......"

It seems that even Citrine, who has traveled with us all along, or who has accomplished his revenge for his father Cross, has decided to be prepared not to condone it. Ambert narrowed his eyes as Ville rebuilt the witchkiller.

"Fine. You two come with me. You can't beat me without that much of a handful."

Apparently Ambert is not willing to be killed by Ville until he kills me. Naturally I'm not going to kill you. You're going to fight for real.

Once again, there are black squirrels floating around us, flying towards us. Re-stretch the curtain of the light attribute and be attacked.

So far, power is mutual. Darkness and light were killing each other and enduring.

I just can't afford to turn to offense and I'm on the defensive side.

"Sonia, please. Let me fight."

"But I got Ville..."

"You'll protect me in times of crisis, won't you? Then I'll fight your crisis. I don't want you to kill my parents twice."

There is a light of determination in my golden eyes.

"Believe me, command me"

I felt the power I couldn't resist, and I nodded.

It's okay. Ambert won't take Ville's life. Taking away Ville's memories, too, since he killed me and wounded himself fatally.

But I wonder what it is. I just have a slight feeling I don't like it. The kind of anxiety that is being trapped wraps around my skin.

Just in case, I do another double light magic around the ville. Ville kicked the floor hard and stormed towards the throne.

You waited for that move, and Ambert unleashed so much magic that you felt cold.

[Yarn spinning the end, sew the shadows, unload the curtain of the abyss - Alción Fantasma]

Black lumps of a magnitude not comparable to the earlier lumps just fill up between the glances. Looks like it's not heat or acid this time. When the shadow touched, one of the pillars smashed. Sounds like a physical attack that embodies a shadow. It's super-high magic. Trouble when caught.

But Ville proceeded by cleaving a shadow that spread without being frightened at all.

"Heh, I thought you were blunting your arms in the country"

"Don't lick it!

Ville doesn't neglect her daily workouts. On the contrary, what I was brushing my arms in mock warfare with Phantom and Coral.

Neither do I. When I fought Zeoli, I was in a hurry, honestly. The opponent had one arm with a spell recoil, but it was still strong enough. If Zeoli was in full swing, he could have lost a sorcery battle.

It's not a good match for one or eight fights, and it's not a pattern.

Must win. For that I studied and drilled magic.

[Bells announcing victory, gather multiple times and play the sound of Genesis - Grand Angus]

I worked my magic to the extreme with the time Ville earned me, spinning the magic of light attributes. It will make the shadow created by Ambert a mourning chili. Open the way for Ville to go.

"I got it!

Ville took a big step and waved her sword diagonally down Ambert's shoulder. Blood splashes.

The sight of a twelve-year-old cutter isn't very nice to your eyes, is it?

Ambert let go, but laughed.

"Ville! Not yet!

A white flame rises from Ambert's body, blocking the wound as he looks at it. Recovery is too fast. I wonder if that's something like a finished rose jewel. I blink for a moment at the glare. Bill, who was nearby, was also stiff by accident.

Don't miss that moment, some of the shadows that reappear wrap around Ville's body, restraining him from vibrating the witchkiller. And all the rest of the shadows have covered me. It's like a black wave. I'm going to crush it.

Rushly developed the magic of light attributes to escape difficulty, but the pursuit does not stop. I can't build a surgical ceremony in time, and I'm still poor. I don't have time to spin the magic of power that makes Ambert wound.

"Sonia!"

I was forced to make a choice. All you can do now is unleash a simple magic of light. Protect yourself or untie Ville.

In my mind, I was going to choose the former.

Because Ambert is going to kill me. But I'm not going to hurt Ville. If we don't make it our top priority to protect ourselves, we'll be on the bad end in no time.

But I spun my magic with one breath and erased the shadow that was holding Ville.

It was an unconscious decision. Well, where I protected myself, I didn't have a chance to fight back, and eventually I might have done my best. Then I wonder if I'd have one chance to set Ville free and have Ambert attacked.

"Ville! Give me your father!

The black shadow becomes a big wave and covers me.

If it's about a blow, I think I can withstand it with the power of rose spirit water......

I don't like one or eight. I really don't like it when it hurts. It's a hassle getting mad at Ville later.

But, well, you don't have a choice. My body was moving on its own.

"... Huh?

As I sheltered my head with my arms, I noticed that the shock would not strike me for long, and I looked around carefully.

The black waves had disappeared without covering me up, and Ville was piercing Ambert's heart on the throne pedestal. A witchkiller bears the blood of a demon, emitting an intense red light as if he had rejoiced.

Was Ville attacking faster?

No, you don't.

"How did you stop the attack...?

Ville is also surprised and stunned.

Although Ambert was wrapped in white flames, he zeroed blood out of his mouth just as the witchkiller couldn't heal the wound with a stab in the heart. The mouth is laughing.

"From the beginning, this is what I was going to do. But a little surprised. I can't believe Sonia's throwing herself away... prioritizing others over the witch's ass"

"... you don't know anything. What Sonia is like."

Ville was more bitter than Ambert being pierced by a sword.

"Sonia is so sweet to see. You helped me, took care of me, taught me true happiness. Sometimes it's all obvious and scary, but I'm so relieved to be with you. I always make the best choice for myself and my loved ones. So even if I feel painful, I endure with a smile. I want to be a man who can live up to his strength and kindness."

"Kind? Sonia...?

"That's right. He even came to your grave."

Ambert shook his eyes at Ville's words but immediately shook his neck to the side.

"But it's no good, Vil... staying with Sonia like this doesn't make me happy. We both just suffer."

I approach them one step at a time. My heart is making a sound like it's going to break badly.

I wonder why you're trying to tear me and Ville apart so far.

I thought you cared about the cause of the King's Capital raid twenty years ago, but it doesn't seem like it's just because I'm the perpetrator's daughter and Ville is the victim's son.

"Father... did you even see any ominous predictions with Miss Emelda's power? I'm not gonna kill Ville."

Does Ambert also fear the final episode of "Tomorrow," or did he see another future?

Answered Ambert with a blurred voice.

"I didn't see any specific footage. But there was a mundane trigger, and when I studied it, I found out.... your life won't last that long."

Me and Bill took a breath. Ambert spun his words to squeeze.

"The cause of death is a composite of the inheritance of the gene of a demon, a foreign body in this world, and the poison he took in his childhood. Serious defects in brain function and circulatory function of the blood occur. If it's true, it should be harmful to your body by now, but thanks to the continued potency of rose spiritual water, it's gaining nothing. The effect will expire in a few months. It will be the same body as a normal witch for a while. But in my study, the survival rate in three years is 60%. Ten years from now, it's ten percent..."

Not that I didn't think about the possibility of a glitch in my body, but that's pretty nasty. If you're a genetic time bomb, not a side effect of rose spiritual water, you can't notice it.

Even if you survive by twisting the "morrow” scenario, you'll be dead in a few more years. Boring life.

But maybe I can't help it. Though the firepowder that came down on me, I've killed a lot of them so far. Even my real mother had it on her hands. I guess it pays off.

It makes me laugh. I can't believe you pitied Miss Emelda for the risk of brain death due to your predictive abilities, but you also had a bomb with a very different body of mine.

Well, staying with Ville like this might not make you happy. Of course I'm not going to die like this. If I tried to cure my body, it would be a research-picking day. At least you spend less time with Ville, and you're going to get sick to Ville for a moment and an approaching life span.

After thinking that far, I was stunned.

Ambert's real purpose is….

"Is Ville's body okay?

"Oh. With age, the nucleus gradually ceases to function, with the possibility of losing its magic, but there is no danger to its life"

"Yes..."

My voice trembled.

Even the same artificial life isn't the same with Ambert and Cross. Ville can survive. Well, that's for sure.

"Your father... was he going to give me the rose jewel from the beginning?

Perhaps there is still only one finished product of rose jewels in this world, which Ambert has. That's only one possibility of saving my life. Unlike rose spiritual waters, the immortal jewel preserves its beauty and youthfulness semi-permanently. Both genetic defects and the disorders caused by poison can be removed.

Ambert played such a farce to make sure he gave me this witch's treasure in a place where no one would disturb him.

To have me and Ville present at the moment I die after revenge.

"As it is, neither of us can be happy. It wouldn't make sense to save just one...?

Ville rushes into Ambert's words and tries to pull out the witchkiller. But Ambert stopped him by gripping the blade with a small flat hand. Ville's supposed to be stronger, but he's not scared.

"Father, why?"

"You can't call me Father. I... didn't do anything like a parent. On the other hand, until just a little while ago, I was really going to use you to kill him. I'm not your father."

Ambert smiles, wrapped in white flames. There are tears in those eyes.

"I'm glad you don't look like me or Aronia..."

I lost my word. My heart is screaming instead.

"Ville, I'm sorry I fooled you. I miss playing with Cross all the time while I was traveling and it was so much fun... I lied a lot but this is not a lie..."

"Citrine, you..."

"Sonia and be happy..."

Citrine closed her eyes and spun the final procedure.

[Exhausted life, refine yourself, and cruise the heavens and the earth again]

It's the art of funeral. The art of restoring corpses to natural rivers of magic. Are you going to handle it yourself so you won't get me or Ville's hands dirty any more?

That's too unsolicited.

"... wait! Father, I haven't..."

When I reached out unexpectedly, Ambert, wrapped in a pale light, took that hand in a hazy manner.

"Oh Sonia... now I've been helped... for real, good to see you..."

"Huh?"

In the next moment, my vision was already dyed white, and the feeling of the hand I grabbed disappeared. Ambert, who was in front of me, was nowhere, not a drop of blood, not even a nucleus left.

There was a red jewel rolling on the floor. There are strange prints floating around like trapped deep red roses.

I sat down on the spot and took the jewels that drove the fate of so many people crazy.

You want me to use this?

"Why...? You didn't think I was your daughter. All of a sudden, even if this happens, I'm just confused..."

I know. For Ville, right? If I die, now it's time for Ville to live. Because you believed that, you decided to keep me alive.

Yet this makes me illusion as if I had been loved by my father. I feel like I've lost my parents' love. I make unanswered inquiries about whether they were really loved.

"Sonia......"

Ville broke her knee and held her shoulder to comfort me.

Everything is different from when I killed your mother with this hand. The back of my eyes is hot.

"You idiot, me and your father..."

Soon, I was leaning on Ville and crying. Ville hugged me without saying anything. Maybe Ville's crying too.

Terrible. I can't believe you didn't even give it to me while I was making you complain.

I wanted him to be a villain at least until the end. I don't want you to do anything like a father, saying you're not a father. It sucks to die dressed like this.

I'll never forget it. Regret lingers.

I can't believe I miss my father, I'm not that old anymore......

I kept crying, as my tear glands had broken.

A while later, I realized that there was a book on the throne.

Trademarks that Citrine always carried.

There were secrets of the world written there.