Underneath a sky full of dark clouds. Black thorn trees squirm like snakes, and among them a black-haired girl with a giant dragon arm that defies the laws of physics glares at me.
“Are you here to stop me?”
She asks as she looks at me.
“I’m cold.”
When I answer this, Maleficent flinches. She knows the pain I’ve suffered indirectly in a world that I still don’t know if it’s a fantasy or a dream.
It’s not the kind of cold that makes you go crazy the moment you touch it. It’s the kind that gets stronger forever.
There’s no limit. Or it’s impossible to adapt to.
When you’re completely submerged in that cold and realize that even suicide is a luxury, you can only go crazy.
And even then, you’re still tormented by the cold.
“My warmth just melts into thin air.”
It’s okay that the harvester is dead. When he dies, he takes his warmth with him. But the people the harvester will kill in the future. Or the people who could become the harvester are dead.
“I don’t like that.”
While I was at it, I swung the white branch and cleared away the thorns around me.
The thorny trees that were wriggling slowly shrank.
Maleficent opened her mouth in displeasure at the sight.
“You’re moving freely in this place where magic doesn’t move. What kind of power are you using?”
Whirl.
Maleficent changed her dragon-like hand into a human hand. Victoria, who was sitting underneath it, carefully walked towards me.
“Belle. That woman. She’s strong.”
“I know.”
I was mentally attacked. My heart was dug out.
This content is taken from freёwebnovel.com.
I’m not an ordinary person. I’m strong enough to call myself the Queen of Evil. Calling myself evil means boasting about my absolute power.
“Didn’t you two have a bad relationship?”
Maleficent asks Victoria.
Causing discord here? Isn’t that a bit crude? If I could, I would like to show you some great magic.
“It was just a bad act. Both I and Belle knew that you were doing something strange. Marley.”
Besides, since they were pretending to be on bad terms, the slandering wouldn’t work.
Victoria glared at Maleficent. At the same time, she slowly gathered water from her surroundings. However, there was already a serious shortage of water.
The air around her was already completely dry, and she could feel Victoria exerting her strength. It was a unique sensation, but I could tell what it felt like.
It was a movement of trying to squeeze out something that wasn’t there.
Betray
Suddenly, Victoria staggered and fell to the ground. Superpowers don’t use magic, but they use physical strength along with concentration. Since she had drained a lot of blood earlier, she was ready to collapse.
“You’re having a hard time standing after losing so much blood? Should I make it easier for you?”
Maleficent said that with a sneer. However, unlike before, her expression was free of a sense of superiority.
When Maleficent attacked the harvester, she was obsessed with the idea that no matter what you did, you couldn't beat her.
But unlike then, she was watching me.
Whenever she spoke, she couldn't help but stare at me, unable to hide her emotions, as if she couldn't stand to know how I would react.
I walked over to Victoria, who was panting on the floor, and sat on top of her.
"Kee-yak!"
Victoria screamed. But if I didn't do this, I really thought she would collapse from anemia. My gaze was not focused right now.
She was pressed down and struggling, but she couldn't say anything to me because she was holding it in.
"Isn't that too much for an anemic child?"
"It's just the right amount of pressure for a child full of life."
If Victoria's opponent had been a warrior with mediocre skills instead of Maleficent, her neck would have been cut off by now.
Even if there was a certain amount of safety net, Victoria, who destroyed the advance base of the fish tribe all by herself, was not ordinary.
I swung the white branch again when I saw the black thorn tree creeping out from the ground.
The black thorn tree is regressing. This witch. She moves in a dark way.
“No matter how much I look at it, I don’t understand the principle. It was the same last time. Even when she had a nightmare, she immediately broke it. I didn’t know that she would try to go inside instead of going outside like an idiot.”
Nightmare.
You’re talking about the hallucination I had yesterday.
“Did you find out something about me there?”
I asked her.
Then Maleficent kept her mouth shut. It meant that she couldn’t find out properly. She must have seen the same thing as me while following me.
Since no one said anything, I guess I couldn’t know anything even if I tried.
I found out a lot too. If there was only a harvester, it was possible that all the people whose warmth I had taken had come inside.
But memories were memories.
Because, there was Hukkeshni. Until she fell to the bottom of the water and disappeared, I didn’t touch her light or warmth.
So there’s no chance of that.
It’s just an illusion created by memories.
Hukkeshni alone stood out, but Daegon and Wonshicheonjon also stood out, so I guess they were high-level.
Or maybe that’s why I left such a deep impression on her.
She was hostile to me until the very end.
“Bell. This pig. It’s heavy... ... .”
Victoria, who was lying under me, groaned softly, but I ignored her. I knew she was still drawing moisture from the bottom. She was using her stamina, so if she didn’t stop, she would collapse.
“What are you going to do, Maleficent?”
I asked Maleficent, who was aiming at me with a yellow jeweled staff, at some point.
If she decides to kill me, she can grab me and twist me.
In short, the skills I have are more like counterattacks.
If we use a game analogy, it means that I am not using the opponent's attack power, but rather waiting for the opponent to fall for my gimmick.
So, let's scratch my heart a little?
I'm jealous of her skills.
"First, Princess Aurora, who insulted me, should sleep forever as promised."
"What? Did you not get invited to the birthday party alone? Alone?"
Snap.
Oh. I'm gritting my teeth.
I asked that because I thought of a witch from a fairy tale, but Maleficent in front of me was the same. She was a powerful witch there too.
At least as much as the witch in front of me.
"You're surprisingly bad-tempered, Belle. Could it be that you were just sitting on the bed like a vegetable all this time to make me let my guard down?"
I shook my head in denial.
“I thought Merryweather was an escort. I stayed still because I didn’t need to move. I really just found out Merryweather was a witch.”
I don’t know what or how, but there was a clear and transparent ice floating in the air that was barely visible to Victoria’s eyes.
It was filled with murderous intent to kill the witch in front of me even if I fell.
Feeling fear of Victoria’s murderous intent, I slightly raised my foot and stepped on Victoria’s hand. Then, with a small groan, the blade disappeared.
I saw that the strength had drained and it was sagging, and I got up from Victoria’s back.
Victoria has now stopped, and I have to deal with the witch.
A witch with strong pride.
How can I say this that hurts the most?
“Don’t be too disappointed. Even if I knew she was a witch, my actions wouldn’t change.”
And I swung the white branch once more to drive away the black thorn tree that was occupying the background. Now, in this place, I'm the only one who has the initiative.
"You don't have to do it, do you?"
As if the difference in status is so great that it's okay for someone like you to do anything.
In reality, even if I knew she was a witch, all I could do was wait until she did something, but this statement would stab a witch's pride.
Look.
Right now, black fog is flowing out from around Maleficent. And the smoke is slowly rising into the sky.
It means that she wasn't just talking to me without thinking.
The black °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° smoke that rose high into the sky slowly formed a swirl.
"Are you trying to sparkle?"
Are you trying to show off? Knowing that's what it would sound like, I asked Maleficent.
Kkwarung!
The swirl lightning poured down from the center.
Unfortunately, the lightning only destroyed the buildings around it.
Oh, what a pity.
The person who was sleeping inside died. It wasn't the harvester, so I don't know exactly how he died, but the light that was faintly visible gradually got smaller and disappeared.
"You missed."
I said that to mean try to hit it right next time, but Maleficent aimed her wand at me.
But the lightning didn't rain down again.
"What are you doing?"
"You want to be attacked right now, don't you?"
Oh no.
I must have moved too obviously.
"I'd rather be hit than erase the fleeting warmth."
I tried to change the subject, but Maleficent glared at me. She strangely didn't attack me. Based on Maleficent's personality so far, she must have already exceeded the threshold.
But since she doesn't attack me obsessively like this.
“You heard something from Hungkeshni?”
I tried to hide my expression, but I can see it clearly.
Correct.
I think Hungkeshni, who laughed at her in it, talked about my weakness. Of course, the Hungkeshni I met in that nightmare wasn’t Hungkeshni herself.
If I analyze it in my own way, I think it was my arrogance that said that.
I’m desperately acting as a passive character, but I think that ordinary people are just matches.
Or that they’ll become materials for the harvester.
The arrogance that I’m in a position to exploit others.
Except for the endless cold, I was once an ordinary person, so it’s not strange to think that way. I kept my appearance in check, but I guess I couldn’t hide my true feelings.
How can you tolerate teabagging while explaining this and that to someone you’ve already won?
I understand. The problem is that you didn’t say it when you were already winning, but since you said it in a dream, let’s just say that there’s nothing you can do about it.
If you heard that, you can tell me a little more.
“Maleficent. Are you scared? You’re the queen of evil, but you’re scared of a monster that doesn’t assert its opinion?”
Of course, Victoria is listening, so I twist it a little and provoke Maleficent.
“You don’t mind killing someone weaker than you, but you’re scared of touching a monster.”
I turned my back on her on purpose.
“I’m disappointed.”
And I approached Victoria, who was still dizzy and clutching at the stone floor, sweating profusely.
Of course, I watched Maleficent clenching her teeth through Victoria’s eyes.