The Wizard of Fairy Tale World

Chapter 12: Lord Rhine’s Last Chance to Bless!

Rhine dusted off his cloak, now soiled with dirt, and slowly stepped behind the King.

Though this was a tale he had heard countless times, experiencing it firsthand, witnessing the joys and sorrows of everyone involved, brought a different kind of melancholy to his heart.

Compared to the more widely known version of Sleeping Beauty, the curse placed by the Black Witch here was far more cruel. It wouldn’t just take the Little Princess’s life but would also doom the entire kingdom to destruction.

The spindle pricking the Little Princess’s finger, leading to her tragic death, was merely the harbinger of the curse’s fulfillment—a prelude to the grand catastrophe.

In hindsight, such a devastating curse seemed more fitting for its purpose.

According to the original story, the 12th witch used her final blessing to weaken the curse, changing "death" into "sleep."

Even after the curse was weakened, when the Little Princess pricked her finger on the spindle, its power still plunged the entire kingdom into slumber.

The kingdom, then overgrown with malicious thorns, brambles, and vines, became a cursed land no traveler dared approach.

Only a hundred years later did the destined prince cut through the thorns, enter the cursed kingdom, and break the spell with a kiss for the Sleeping Beauty.

If a weakened curse could make an entire kingdom sleep for a hundred years, then the original curse’s full force would undoubtedly annihilate the entire kingdom!

Is this the power of magic?

A powerful magician can, on a whim, bring shame to monarchs and collapse mighty kingdoms.

Will I someday wield such immense power too?

Rhine’s thoughts were heavy.

He had done everything in his power just moments ago, yet had posed no real threat to the Black Witch. Even when attempting to cast spells on the Black Dragon, his efforts had been entirely ineffective.

And that was when the Black Witch, Maleficent, was nearly drained of magic after unleashing her overwhelming curse!

If she had been at her peak, wiping out all of them might have taken her only a few seconds...

The Black Witch Maleficent was far beyond Rhine’s current capabilities. He didn’t know how long she had lived, but the gap between them was certainly not one that helping two or three Children of Destiny could close. Rhine sighed quietly.

The old King seemed to age ten years in an instant. His face was ashen and devoid of any color.

He forced himself to stand, turning toward the twelve witches who now appeared just as battered. His voice trembled with desperation:

“Save my daughter and this kingdom!

“There are so many of you, and you’re all powerful witches!

“There must be something you can do!

“You must be able to break this curse, right?”

The twelve witches exchanged helpless glances, unsure of what to say.

“The Black Witch’s power is far too strong. Her curse... it’s beyond what we can break,” one witch stammered, her voice growing quieter until it faded into silence. ꭆ𝘈ＮổВЁṤ

Silence.

A deathly silence hung over the ruined palace, filled with dust and debris.

Neither the nation’s ruler nor the powerful witches could find the courage to raise their heads or utter a word.

Suddenly, the Violet Fairy, leader of the twelve witches, broke the silence!

“No, there’s still hope! There’s one more thing we can try!”

The Violet Fairy turned to the silver-haired magician in a pristine white cloak, whose appearance seemed far too young:

“We still have Lord Rhine!

“The Sage of the Kingdom, the Court Mage—Lord Rhine has not yet given the Little Princess his blessing.”

The King looked confused, as though he hadn’t understood her words.

At a time like this, why were they talking about blessings?

Princess Aurora wouldn’t even live past the age of fifteen!

But the Violet Fairy grew more excited as she spoke:

“The curse is bound to Princess Aurora. When she pricks her finger on the spindle and loses her life, it will set the kingdom’s disaster in motion!

“We can have Lord Rhine bless the Little Princess and counteract the curse’s magic!”

The other eleven witches froze upon hearing her words, their gazes suddenly filled with hope.

They understood the miraculous power of blessings far better than the King did!

“Of course, that’s an option!”

“I almost forgot—Lord Rhine is a remarkable magician too.”

“We twelve have already bestowed our blessings, but Lord Rhine hasn’t yet.”

The despairing atmosphere lifted slightly.

The once hopeless expressions on the faces of the witches and the King began to show glimmers of optimism.

All eyes turned to Rhine.

The old King’s eyes shone brightly, as though he had found a lifeline. He hurriedly asked the Violet Fairy:

“So, if Lord Rhine gives Princess Aurora a blessing to ‘break the curse,’ the Black Witch’s curse will disappear, right?”

At the same time, he fixed his gaze intently on Rhine, who stood nearby, deep in thought.

The boy’s small figure, leaning against the wall, cast a long shadow under the flickering light.

Just minutes ago, this seemingly delicate child had turned the tide and saved everyone.

Now, once again, he had become their final hope.

The Violet Fairy shook her head regretfully:

“Unfortunately, Your Majesty...

“Even the power of blessings cannot completely remove the Black Witch’s formidable curse.

“Every powerful curse has a specific method of being lifted.

“This one can only be broken by killing the Black Witch herself. And none of us here have the strength to challenge Maleficent’s power.”

The old King’s face fell, despair once again overtaking his aged features.

The Violet Fairy quickly added:

“But Lord Rhine’s blessing can weaken the curse! If we can modify some of the curse’s terms, we could turn the inevitable disaster into a crisis that we might resolve!”

After a long silence, Rhine finally spoke:

“Yes. I still have one chance to give the Princess a blessing.

“Fairy, what kind of blessing do you think I should bestow to counter this dark curse?”