It Is Getting Dark

14 – The Witch

They finally left.

The princess, the saint, and even the disciple of the mage tower master who tried to kill me.

Now, Baren, just let him go and I’ll be free.

A smile leaked out.

“Brother. You look good today. I was worried that the young master would lose his energy because of the elderly. I’m glad you look okay.”

Listening to Maria’s words, I felt the need to manage my expression.

Come to think of it, if your parents are dead and you go around laughing, that’s a real son of a b*tch.

“Kuhm. How is Sir Maria Varen doing?”

“She seems to be doing well.”

She said that Maria said she was fine, but her human nature was not normal, and if left alone, she did not know when she would destroy her mansion.

We need to solve that human quickly and send him back.

“Then let’s go see Lord Baren….”

The moment I got up from my seat to go to solve the last remaining problem.

Quad Deuk.

“Hey, they said they went.”

He came to me while smashing my door.

“Sir Baren. Please don’t touch anything in the mansion anymore. Please.”

In his hand holding the doorknob to open the door, the text was ripped off.

“Hey, after I broke down the door last time, were you careful this time?”

“Even if you are careful, the result will be the same. Don’t be careful, just don’t touch anything. Please.”

Why did I call such a person?

“Anyway, now I have to keep my promise.”

He is a person who really makes you sigh.

“Yes. Is it so. Let’s go.”

Yes.

Let’s just send it quickly.

Otherwise, the real mansion will be demolished.

* * *

I brought Baren to the secret room where I had a conversation with the princess.

I thought this person would break down the door again, so I opened the door too.

You really are a bastard.

The walls of the office, the chair, and even the door.

How many have you already tried?

If you ask for money, you’ll tear my throat out.

Even Satan will cry and go.

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

“Tell me quickly.”

For a moment, I was startled as if I had been caught swearing inside.

I came to my senses at Baren’s words.

“Looking at the contents of the letter. You said you made a witch?”

“…That has nothing to do with the deal with Sir Baren.”

“What? … Do you not know what Hartz has to do with witches? It’s a catalyst for the flowering of river flowers.”

What?

That was the catalyst for creating River Flower?

In Witch Hunt, River Flower was a character resurrection item that appears during a witch hunt, right?

Listening to Baren’s story, I feel like I’ve stepped on a mine.

I just think Varen is looking for Harz and she only knows where it is.

I didn’t know where to write it.

I thought Varen was looking at me and thinking.

What the hell are you thinking?

I hope you don’t intend to tear me apart.

“Is that so? Are you saying you don’t want to hand over more information than is necessary? But I know a lot more about witches than you do. So why don’t you stop pretending you don’t know?”

I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you mean.

“Even so. If that was the case, wouldn’t it be too shameless to hide a witch in the mansion and pretend not to know? She would have been caught if the saintess brought any of her executioners. It’s crazy that I didn’t.”

Hiding the witch?

What is that….

Damn it, the information I didn’t know came flooding in like a tidal wave.

“Sir Baren. Is that true?”

“What? Just kidding and hiding it openly like this….”

“Sir Baren. I’m not hiding it.”

“…Really?”

Baren stared at me intently.

No, it’s a story I really don’t know.

“Wasn’t it you, Notice? Then why is Miss Notice here?”

Notice? What else is that

“Sir Baren. Believe it or not, I have nothing to do with Notison or whatever.”

“Then why did you make witches? Wasn’t that what they told you to do?”

It’s not me, it’s Carl….

Ha…. I’m going to get frustrated, really.

I didn’t do anything.

And wasn’t it because Carl made her a witch because she was not talented enough to try to force it?

“I can’t tell you about that, but I really have nothing to do with the witch hiding in the mansion.”

“Really? I mean.”

Baren got up from his seat.

“Then it doesn’t matter if I catch and kill the witch.”

“Lord Varen, you don’t have to go to great lengths. I will tell you the location of Hartz right away.”

I didn’t think what Baren said was a lie, but I hoped that Baren wouldn’t run amok anymore.

Once Baren was sent away, it was embarrassing due to a conflict of opinions, but if I told Cassius, he would mobilize the knights of his family to find her witch.

That was much neater and nicer.

But I must have misunderstood for a moment what kind of a man Baren was.

“Don’t worry about hard work. It’s a service. It’s a service. I won’t ask for anything extra. I’ve rarely been like this. Lucky for you.”

A riot called by the church.

Deep-rooted rebellion.

A bastard who doesn’t even listen to what others say.

The service is trying to get out because it wants to kill itself.

I’m not a bastard to listen to just because I oppose it anyway.

“Wait Lord Baren. Then at least the door I….”

Boom!

[Breaked Door +1]

Baren broke the door and left the locker room.

Why are you breaking through a door other than the one where it is already open?

Oh please.

Don’t break my resting place anymore.

* * *

Baren left her room and headed to the kitchen room where she felt her witchy energy.

‘I wondered if I should pretend not to know the Miss Notices in front of me because of Hartz and move on. Because I said with my own mouth that I had nothing to do with Notices. Even if you catch it, you won’t be able to say anything else later. If I say anything else later, I’ll have to tear Hartz and something else to death.’

After Varen kicked the kitchen door and forced it open.

She left the surprised maids behind and rushed towards her maid who was preparing to run away.

“If you don’t want to die, get out!”

“Kyaaah!”

She paid no attention to the screaming ladies-in-waiting and only looked at one maid from beginning to end.

The handmaiden, no, the witch jumped into the window opposite Baren and her to find a way for her to escape.

But Baren, who kept an eye on her witch’s movements, reacted faster.

When Varen stamped her feet, her ground shook and the running witch threw herself off balance.

The witch also had a fever.

“What are you? Why are you doing this to me?”

“Publicly, the executioner of the church. Personally, Umbra. Either way is reason enough to kill you.”

While the two were talking, a knife ran in the direction of the loud noise.

Karl thought it was too late.

The kitchen room was already destroyed.

The witch recognized the knife that had jumped and shouted.

“Karl, after taking the support, now you call the executioner? We kept our promise. Keep your promise too. Stop the interest quickly.”

Baren also looked at Carl and waited to see what Carl would say.

Karl felt the need to be more specific.

Because now, the maids who had run away were hiding and watching because they couldn’t hold back their curiosity.

“Who are you? Oh finish There is a rumor that I made a witch, but are you saying that you want to hold a grudge against me and become a water ghost?”

“Are you going to betray us!”

‘At times like this, stop loss is the answer. No, but I really don’t know anyone.’

Carl shrugged her shoulders at Baren, who was looking at him, making a gesture of total stranger.

Seeing that figure of her, Varen laughed to see if she was satisfied.

“Why, you don’t know.”

She said.

Even the witch thought she had no way after all.

She used magic.

The land touched by the witch rose in the form of thorns.

The thorns stabbed Baren, but the thorns that were meant to pierce her body reached Baren.

Rather, the thorns broke off before puncturing Varen’s body.

“You, where do you think I heard it? Was it a witch of alteration?”

The witch kept attacking by changing her surroundings while increasing her distance from Baren, but the compatibility with Baren was too bad.

“Chit.”

Breaking a rock with an egg.

No matter how many times I tried, the rock didn’t break down at all.

Eventually the witch changed her goals.

Anyway, it was like a knife that moved Baren.

I decided to use her knife as a hostage.

So she cheated, meaninglessly repeating her actions without Baren noticing.

Baren kept running at her witch without thinking.

When the location of the witch and Baren changed like that.

The witch rushed at her sword and brought a thorn to her throat that had deformed his claws.

“Don’t move.”

As Baren stopped her movement, the witch whispered in my ear.

‘I made a laboratory and rescued a corpse. You didn’t keep your promise. I gave your sister the location of the lab just to scare her away. Hit me in the back with that?’

Karl thought.

‘Ah, was that you? Is this a complete couple?’

Baren, who held her sword hostage, was unable to move.

But that was true of witches as well.

The confrontation continued for a long time.

“Keah!”

Carl felt a burning pain in his arm.

“Don’t move. Because you’re alone! Kyaaak.”

The bewildered witch shouted at her sword, but the pain her sword felt was unbearable.

Besides, I don’t know why, sparks flew from Carl’s arm, and current flowed to her witch.

Baren, who didn’t miss the moment, said to Carl.

“Keep down!”

Carl barely managed to catch his spirit and bowed his head as Baren said.

Baren’s fist passed over the head of her bowed sword, and the witch couldn’t even utter a cry, and her head flew off.

Varen immediately put her hand on her witch’s chest and pulled out her jewel in the place where her heart would be.

Then Carl rolled up his clothes to check the painful spot on his arm.

There was a tattoo on Carl’s arm that had never been seen on Carl’s body since he possessed it.

It was the word [Package].