“Why do you think so much?”
As soon as I saw the cat eating something today too, I threw myf on the ground.
“Please, save me.
The Emperor threw dirt on me.”
I'm about to die.
I don't know what the Emperor is planning, but he is asking me to use magic.
And he says I have to fight a battle with the Awakened!
"Save me, Cat Lady!
I know I'm a great witch, but no one knows I'm incapable of using magic...
How do I solve this?
Huh?
Huh?"
“Pityful, pathetic!”
In response to my desperate words, the cat showed an indifferent expression.
"If you're going to curse me, give me a solution too.
Don't just eat, you have to work too!"
“Huh, are you stupid?”
"What?"
“Why don't you remember what I told you?”
Thank you for making me realize that a cat like you can make such an expression, you damned one.
As if she read my rebellious thoughts, she hit me on the nose with her thick tail.
Yes!
“Tsk, tsk, really stupid.
Didn’t I tell you before?
Why don’t you look at the system carefully?”
That's because my hobby was reading web novels, not playing!
I caught the cat's tail, which was moving back and forth, and answered with a sullen expression:
"There was nothing important.
I just glanced around.
Nothing was immediately useful."
The system was surprisingly vast and complex, and opening and checking them one by one was annoying…
“Meow!”
"Yes!"
She hit me with her tail again.
As if she did not see my injustice, the cat suddenly became angry:
“How did you fall for such an idiot to make me suffer like this!
Look!
Complete these things and collect points!
Then you can gradually unlock the stages!”
"to open?"
Ah, my eyes lit up.
Under Daily Tasks, there was a “View All” option, and when I clicked on it, a list of all tasks appeared.
I quickly browsed the list.
'Let's see.
There are a lot of very small things.
Collect apples, salute, show charisma?
I don't know why there is a weeding mission, but anyway, can I collect points with this?
But, is this appropriate?
These don't seem like things Duchess Ariel would do.'
Anyway, are you saying that if I unlock everything, I can become a really great witch? truly?
“You're a great witch now too.”
The cat, who disapproved with her tongue, seemed adorable to me now.
“These are missions, so those around me won't suspect them, right?
Even if they look strange, they won't care because they're from the system.
That's why you told me to do them, right?”
"This is correct."
My heart skipped a beat.
If I become a Great Witch, I won't have to fear the violent power of the Awakened!
I wanted so badly to try anything right away, but…
I sighed deeply.
Now it's late.
It was the second night that I did not go to the Emperor.
I raised my head:
“I have to solve that first, right?”
“Of course!
Were you planning to be late today too?”
“Oh, I was going today.”
The risk level of losing the Emperor's control has gone from orange to bright red.
I gave the man a look as if he were in front of me.
A toxic man.
Really toxic!
'Since he has no way to summon me, he is testing me with his body.'
All I can rely on now is the capabilities of the system window.
I hope that whatever plan the Emperor makes will have no effect.
Me too, I had thought of something for tonight.
'A threat is met with a threat!'
I can't keep worrying and going to the Emperor every night.
'The desperate person is not me, but Caseys, that man.
So let's take advantage of that.'
If I succeed, I might be able to make a deal.
With a firm expression, I made sure no one would come around, and then pressed hard on the system window.
With the bright light spreading, I felt dizzy.
Suddenly, I found myf standing in a familiar corridor.
Casey was trying hard to maintain consciousness.
Last night, the woman didn't come.
'Was I wrong?'
He had expected her to be cloy monitoring his condition, but it seemed that was not the case.
However, from a certain moment, his vision began to fade rapidly.
As if he was walking in a dream, and regardless of his lost state, his head became foggy.
'Here it is.'
This feeling is now familiar.
That mysterious woman.
His distant companion, his mentor.
She came.
As he felt resentful, his anger rose.
Why, like the sand seeping through his fingers, can't he hold it?
'Why?'
The woman who appeared like smoke was dancing before his eyes.
He felt close to her.
He pressed hard on a sharp piece of glass he was holding, and it cut into his skin.
With the throbbing pain, his vision became a little clearer.
It was a cruel technique that used his body, which was constantly regenerating and getting damaged.
'But that's not enough.'
If he continued like this, he would forget everything again.
His memories would be fragmented, and he would not be able to question her about how she had evaded the many knights stationed outside.
'No.'
This didn't matter.
Now, he desperately wanted to know this woman.
He wanted to talk to her.
He wanted to hold her hand.
He wanted to grab her waist and inhale her sweet breath.
He wanted to feel free from this horrific pain.
'Remember, Prince.
'You are a monster.'
His mother's sharp words.
'This is normal.
You must never lose control until you find your guide.'
His father's looks that commanded him to bear the pain willingly.
'The pain will be like breathing.
But, Your Highness, you were born as the most powerful Awakened.
Pain is yours from birth.'
Memories of his desperate childhood as he searched for a mentor who never appeared.
Why do these pathetic memories, which he got rid of as an adult, come back so clearly now?
Casey curled his lips.
His cruel desire to hurt others mixed with his tender sense of not wanting to hurt her.
Conflicting and irreconcilable feelings overwhelmed him.
'As I expected.'
I can't hurt this woman.
At that moment.
The woman who always conveyed crazy warmth and left, saving him, spoke to him:
“Your Majesty.”
As if she knew that he was trying hard not to pass out while bleeding, she asked him calmly:
“You're looking for me, aren't you?”
Her voice was surprisingly casual and informal.
“Your Majesty, I came to help you.
I don’t want to be chased like a criminal.”
Not noble.
This is what he thought about.
“So, if you try to catch me or look for me on these nights that I visit you...”
But, strangely, her voice was like a voice he had heard before.
He looks very similar to someone.
Who is she?
“I will never come back again.”
His thoughts stopped.
Won't you come back?
You will abandon me.
His savior, whom he waited for with difficulty, as if his throat was suffocating.
His mentor will abandon him.
“Why?”
A horribly low voice came out.
“Why do you say that?”
Is it because he's chasing her?
Is it because he uses witches to track her tracks?
Or deploy knights at night to catch the night moth?
“But if you have no intention of restricting me when I visit you every night...”
Her next hand was warm.
He sighed as he felt the warmth of her hand on his shoulder.
A soft, warm feeling, frightening enough to become addictive, seeped into his blood vess.
“If you only promise, I will continue to come to you, Your Majesty.”
The aura that was pressing on his heart dissipated as if it had found the one it had longed for.
Damn, he could breathe.
“Promise me.
Can you do it?”
He couldn't help but shake his head at this subtle threat.
The woman approached and whispered:
“Don’t try to hold me by force when I visit you at night.
Don’t wonder about me.
Receive me normally.
Don’t tell anyone and wait for me.
If you just stick to that, I will come back to you whenever you are in danger.”
He couldn't help but agree.
If he doesn't agree, you won't come back again.
“I promise.”
“Don't forget this.”
During the day, he would search for her, but at night, he would let her free.
Even with his confused mind, he repeated this promise with difficulty.
The strongest monster in the world shook his head graciously.
Drop, drop.
A little blood seeped from his fist, which he held until the end.
the next day.
The magicians thought:
'Our Lady has gone mad!'
Well, not completely crazy.
'It's gotten weird!'
At least, that was certain.