Chapter 40 Witch's Service, Scarlet Valkyrie!

[Catch him...get him...he's mine...he's ours...]

"who are you?"

[I am you... We are you... I am the witch of time... We are the witch of time...]

……

"call!"

Lamia suddenly opened her eyes, covering her chest and gasping violently.

I haven't had this 'dream' for many years.

She remembered that she had this dream all the time when she was a child and always had trouble sleeping.

For this reason, her parents even looked for a pastor, herbalist, etc. for her, thinking that she was influenced by some supernatural power.

But no one noticed anything wrong with her.

Ever since she was captured by the Witch Cult, during those hopeless and dark days, she had never had this dream again.

Unexpectedly, I started having this dream again today...

"You dreamed about your previous experience in the Witch Cult again?"

Deya yawned and climbed out of the bed.

His bed was very big, more than enough for three or four people to sleep side by side.

Deya, who was wearing pajamas, waved his hand, and a translucent wizard's hand pulled open the curtains at the window.

The morning sun shining in gave Deya a boost of energy.

He sat up and looked to his side, where Lamia was sitting next to her, leaning against the headboard with her arms around her legs.

This witch can't fall asleep if she lies down. She only feels safe when she sits like this.

It's like a cat in a hen's squat, alert to its surroundings and ready to escape at any time.

"Did I wake you?"

Lamia asked softly.

"No, it's almost time to get up. We have to go to the palace to attend the birthday banquet for our king today. You should stay at home for now."

Deya said lazily.

"I have something to ask of you."

The witch asked tentatively.

"What do you mean? What do you want to ask of me?"

Deya raised an eyebrow.

"I want a certain amount of freedom to move around within the city of Abranah."

"No problem, I agree. You can wander around the city. I've paid you a salary, so you can buy whatever you need."

Deya said generously.

"It's not to buy things. The news of my presence in Abrana may have been passed back to the Witch Cult. The Cult may send people to arrest me at any time. I need to keep an eye on them."

After a pause, Lamia whispered again: "If you have finished using me, you should actually let me go now. If I stay with you, you might attract the cult's ill will."

Deya looked at Lamia seriously, and the witch looked back at him.

This witch actually thought so, instead of using this excuse to cancel the contract...

She actually cares about me. Could it be that this witch has Stockholm syndrome?

“Letting you face the Witch Cult alone would be a life-or-death situation. Besides, your ability is very useful, and I don’t know when I will need it again.

Besides, you have other uses.”

As he spoke, Deya looked Lamia up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

Lamia nodded in understanding and asked, "You want to do it now?"

"think."

The witch said nothing, her slender fingers fell on the ribbon around her waist.

"Wait a moment."

Deya stopped her. Under the witch's suspicious eyes, Deya said: "I have a habit of saving the best part of a dish for last.

If we start with the delicious food, it will lose the fun, so let’s start with other aspects, like the feet.”

Deya said, his eyes falling on Lamia's curled up feet.

When she was in bed, she was still wearing the ascetic nun's uniform, but her shoes and socks were taken off.

Ten delicate and dainty jade toes are like tempting fruits, and the snow-white skin is flawless with a faint pink glow.

The witch understood what Deya meant. Although she didn't quite understand it, she still pursed her lips and obediently stretched out her pair of small snow-white feet.

“I don’t really understand, but I’ll try my best.”

"Wait a moment."

What else do you want to do?
Lamia gritted her teeth.

Deya took out a pair of black stockings from the bedside table, threw it to Lamia and said, "Put it on."

Lamia took the sock, stroking the smooth material, and said, "Only one."

"Just wear one, that's what makes it interesting!"

The witch stopped talking.

You have a lot of tricks!

……

Abrana District 1, Royal Palace——

The palace was decorated with lights and servants were preparing for today's banquet and dance.

His Majesty King Sussets XXII, who is bloated in stature, is strolling in the garden accompanied by Prime Minister Viscount Palin and Archduke Ferdinand.

"I can't wait any longer. I will announce the wedding of Theresa and Deya from the Cavendish family at the birthday banquet today."

His Majesty the King suddenly said.

Viscount Palin, who was promoted by the king to be the prime minister, bowed and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, are we ready to start?"

"Yes, Prime Minister, those nobles in the parliament are becoming more and more arrogant, and have already formed a scale. We must divide them, and the Cavendish family is the best target to use.

The Cavendish family has the largest sphere of influence on the border, just like a nail stuck in the middle of those border nobles. We can borrow the power of the Cavendish family to remove those obstacles. "

There was one thing that His Majesty the King had not said in his mind, which was to get rid of the Cavendish family after the matter was accomplished.

He had always been greedy for the wealth of that land and its army.

As the king of Susaitani, he also wanted to keep the border troops and power in his own hands as much as possible, just like the emperor of Narbo.

"Archduke Ferdinand, how are you preparing? Those little nobles may not obey and they may cause trouble."

His Majesty the King then looked at the Grand Duke who was silent beside him and said.

Archduke Ferdinand smiled and said, "I am preparing. With the support of Frederick and I, and the Hudson family's navy, your Majesty does not need to worry too much.

Those small and medium nobles are just a group of scattered soldiers. Without a leader, they will not be able to achieve anything."

His Majesty the King laughed and said, "After the matter is accomplished, I will give you some of their wealth. Haven't you always wanted those people's factories?"

Archduke Ferdinand just smiled; he and the king understood each other tacitly.

When that time really comes, it will be a conflict between these dukes and the king again, and there will be another fight.

Now, they need to unite.

Viscount Palin reminded him at this time: "Your Majesty, I am amazed by the plan you set up more than ten years ago, but you should be careful. Princess Theresa has a bad reputation in private. You must not let Her Royal Highness miss the important event."

The king's face darkened.

He got a headache when he thought about the stupid things his daughter had done.

They are all so troublesome!

The king nodded and said, "I'll tell Theresa that this idiot shouldn't mess this up for me in the end!"

……

At the same time, Deya, who was in a good mood after enjoying the foot skills service of Miss Witch, was riding in a carriage towards the palace.

He wants to cancel the engagement!
At the same time, he was going to meet a more important person hidden in the palace.

The final boss of the fifth version of the game, the strongest in the game before Deya crossed over, the 'Scarlet Valkyrie'!
(End of this chapter)