The Former Witch Reincarnated as A Village Girl

Emerald concentrates all nerves in the body as he magically powers the magic formation. There is concentration and a lot of magic to break the curse. Once it fails, it will be impossible to perform the ritual again. So Emerald bit his lips and chanted, sweating from his forehead.

"My name is Emerald the Witch. Follow me, O all the magic vegetables, who will be hung by thee and will break the curse of death..."

At the same time as he began chanting, the magic formation glowed, the light enveloped the monster and went, the magic vegetarian materialized and became a particle of light, and began to fly fluffy through the universe. This is where it comes from. Emerald retightened his mind and continued chanting.

"Unleash, bind and power. Disappear, demon curse. All the magic vegetables are in my hands now......"

The light that was wrapping the monster becomes a line, and it connects with Emerald's hand. Emerald grabbed the light and squeezed it tighter and harder. This is the important procedure for de-cursing. Emerald can put his arm into the final chant.

"My name is Emerald the Witch! Let go, the curse of death!

The moment he uttered that word, Emerald pulled a line of thoughtful light and activated the ritual. The light that was enveloping the monster condenses intact, swallowing the monster's body and going. The sight was painful as if to squash, and the groans leaked from the monster as well. But at the next moment, the light scattered with the sound of the breaking of Pachin and glass. The monster's pitch-black scales are stripped away, and the person who was the monster appears with the light.

"Ugh... ku... me, is...?

"Oh, you look... you can't be..."

Emerald complains when he sees the appearance. I completely lost my word to unexpected events, unlike what I had imagined. Shortly afterwards, a fierce roar echoed from the roof of the church.

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"A! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

"Son of a bitch......! Don't let him get away."

On the roof a girl covered in black mist was running around laughing high. Chateau follows him as he floats in space with floating magic, firing a sphere of magic. But the foggy girl dodged it without any magic with her high physical abilities, and as she kicked up the walls of the tower, she danced over it, slashing it into chateau with a foggy blade.

"Ahaha!!

"Shh!!

Make a sharp metal noise and the fog blade scatters away. A silver shining dagger was held in the hand of the chattier who received it. It's a magic sword produced by Shathia with magic. At some point the foggy girl lands on the roof with her torn shoulders contained, again distracted from the chateau by the fog.

Shatia then threw down the silver dagger and put a ton of magic into her palm as she pointed her empty hands at the foggy girl. A huge magic cannon is unleashed with the roar, going toward the foggy girl as she destroys the roof.

"I can't avoid this!

There is no escape. If it stayed this way, the foggy girl was supposed to do her best by striking straight at a mass of magic. But the misty girl's body, which was supposed to have blown up, scratched off with the black mist and scattered away. Just fog. Shatia hacked her expression and looked back. There was a fog-covered body girl approaching.

"Kuhahahaha!!

"Mmm... as always, you're a good deceiver..."

Preventing the massive amount of black fog that struck him with his left arm, Shatia landed on the roof with an abominable grunt.

Now I'm totally hit in the left arm. That mist, which is granted a curse, is a substitute that should not be touched with bare hands. But Shatia dared to sacrifice her left arm to protect her entire body. Worst case scenario, your arm should be chopped off. That's what I thought. Knowing it or not, the foggy girl likewise landed on the roof, laughing her ass off with that black-filled face. But at that time, a part of the roof blew up and a girl appeared from there. She was a beautiful girl with long purple hair and feathers of a worn black dress.

"Oh, you finally woke up. Vestalis."

"Did you realize it was me from the beginning?... Mother Shatifar..."

Shatia didn't look very surprised when she saw that, and she casually greeted and waved.

The girl's name is Vestalis. It was that witch who was once feared as an immortal witch. She is the one who has been transformed into a black monster by the curse of Reaper, who has been wandering with loss of memory ever since.

"Well. There were a few things I didn't know, but I was finally convinced."

Shatia says so lonely as she strokes the head of the approaching Vestalis. Vestalis also had a spicy look from wherever he was, and the two slowly shifted their gaze towards the foggy girl.

"Now you won't even have to hide it... why don't you show up? Fantaretta."

When Shatia said so, the black foggy girl suddenly dropped her shoulder and dropped like a broken doll. And then suddenly he laughed his ass off and began to exude the mist that was wrapping his body around him. A black mist flies around like a tornado, and the girl with the wheat hair who came in black clothes descends into the center. A girl with a bright impression who was briefly wrapped up and had a single hair jumping from the heavenly side and a mouth that hung constantly with her eyes as sharp as a beast. The girl looked down at the Shathiers with an evil grin.

"Oh, can I? Did I find out? I made Vestalis a cool monster and toyed with him. Isn't that terrible, Mom?"

[Witch of Ruin] Fantaretta says so with a queer laugh like she doesn't feel any guilt. Cursing her, she transformed her companion, Vestalis, into a monster with the curse of Reaper. But even he seemed to see it as only one of the toys, and Shatia sighed small.

"Why? Why did you do this...?

"Ahahahahaha. I thought we talked about that hundreds of years ago."

Shatia finally asked how Fantaretta, her biggest question, could have imitated betraying her fellow witches. Then Fantaretta put her arms behind her head and started talking like nothing had happened.

"Human beings are not stupid creatures, Mother. If you poke him a little, he'll show his true nature right away. Just because I told you where the witch is, I'll send a brave man right away to kill him."

That's what Fantaretta said as she rang her fingers and pointed to Vestalis. And when I broke a finger other than my thumb, I cut a line in front of my neck, sending a dead gesture.

"I knew you didn't think much of humans... but why did you do anything to betray your people?

"Hey, didn't your mothers try to protect humans? The other witches didn't protect what their mother said and put their hands on humans... I'm in the way. My mother."

Now Fantaretta said with dignity as she pointed to Shatia. I'm not trying to hide anything, and the words even include intent to kill. She was seriously trying to kill Shatia, who was her mother's replacement.

"And I carried out the plan, and led the brave men to kill their mothers. Of course, I got hit, too. You pretended? So Cloak hated the humans, and even that emerald tried to avenge the humans... it was all my plan."

Fantaretta says so with a tingle and a small grin. Vestalis, who stood beside Shatia in that too outrageous gesture, had completely lost his word and had his hand on his mouth. You transformed yourself into a monster for that reason? I wanted to ask. But she was too shocked to even move her mouth.

"But! I knew it was up to my mother to interrupt me at all times... I thought I'd done it perfectly. I even used reincarnation magic to come back...... it really sucks, right? Mother."

Fantaretta said so in a low voice as she squeezed her fist and stared at Shatia like she was going to resent her greatly. I seriously hate it. She really hated that her plan was interrupted. All the witches I've ever met had feelings for Shatia because she said she was replacing her mother. I respected it, even if it was hostile. But Fantaretta is different. She totally recognized Shatia as an obstacle.

"Oh... well... I knew it, yeah"

"... Mother Shatifar?

"Vestalis, you stay back..."

Shatia groans sadly as she realizes something. Vestalis, who felt uncomfortable there, spoke up, but Shatia merely gave advice. But Vestalis, who knows it's better to listen to Shatia at times like this, stepped back from the spot, as he was told. Shatia takes a step forward and approaches Fantaletta without hesitation.

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"Fantaretta, I'll tell you the truth"

Shortly after Shatia said so, she caused a terrible gust as she waved her arms from bottom to top. Fantaretta can't react to a sudden attack, and is caught in the wind and launched into the air. Chasing after it, Shatia flew into the sky with floating magic.

Kick the church tower and Fantaretta also takes orbit, dodging further up as he wraps his body around the fog. From right behind, a chateau was approaching, and Fantaretta stopped on the spot the same way when she stopped over.

"The truth... what the hell are you going to tell me?

"You've been wondering, haven't you? What kind of witches are we? I don't know why there are only seven of us... I'll tell you that."

Realizing something was wrong with Shatia, Fantaretta lost a little room and cut out the conversation while focusing her magic so that she could leave at any time. Shatia puts her arms together and opens her mouth with a calm atmosphere.

"The reason there are only seven witches... is because I myself destroyed [the Witch Clan]"

Fantaretta doubts her own ears for a moment in the words told to her by Shatia. Because in the end an incredible word popped out of her figure. Fantaretta keeps the conversation going while she squeezes her eyes open.

"Once upon a time, our clan of witches was in charge of bypassing and seeing the world. But some witches rebelled that they were the ones who ruled the world, and began to exercise their power... just like you are now."

Shatia describes what happened back in the day with a sad look on her face. That was as if it were a phenomenon of witches happening in the world today. Fantaretta had some unpleasant feeling, nature and Shatia took a distance from.

"I had been tasked by the chief of the clan with the role of wiping out the witch of betrayal. It's to correct the witch who made the mistake and preserve the equilibrium of the world..."

Fantaretta's head cannot keep up with the truth that is told one after the other. Were we destroyed by Shathia, our mother's replacement? So what the hell are you doing? Isn't this just repeated? Such a question fills her head. And to her in confusion, Shatia told her of further tragedy.

"Then what do you think happened? Every chief was drunk by the idea of a traitor, and the whole clan complained that they should be rulers..."

"... what will your mother do with it?

At last, Fantaretta asked me that even though she didn't want to hear the answer or anything. I couldn't help but ask. I have what I've been looking for right now. It's up to me to try to find out. And Shatia smiled brutally with Nicole.

"I killed him, there's no one left. I did my part. Because that's how I was raised."

Like nothing happened, Shatia says so in a voice with no emotion cage like Fantaretta did earlier. It seems to be looking at Fantaretta and the clouds on the other side.

"Then I took six babies who knew nothing and went out into the outside world. To live as a new witch without telling the truth."

"That's... us..."

Fantaretta waves her neck to the side so that the truth told is unbelievable. But Shatia's cold eyes complain that this is real. There was no escape. This is the truth. Shatia then points her fingertips towards Fantaretta.

But Fantaretta, you were on your side.

A gust of wind strikes Fantaretta with cold words. Same killing spirit Shatia once directed at the witches of betrayal. That's what was hitting Fantaretta right now.

"Gu......!

"I killed many of my compatriots with this hand. To maintain the equilibrium of the world, don't let a single witch have too much power... a traitorous witch like you must be killed. That's what I do."

Shatia's eyes had no light. Just chill out and arm like a machine, emitting a shock wave of magic. The blown fantaletta descends as it rotates in the air, posturing and preparing for an immediate interception. But Shatia, who was supposed to be in front of him, had disappeared and, if he noticed, was moving behind him.

"Do you know why you're mastering the magic of my sleep song...?

"Agoo... Ha... ahh!

Make a blunt noise with the gokins. Fantaretta is hit with a chunk of magic and blown away again. But I could hear Shathia from my own ear, and I knew she was right beside me. Shatia asks questions without any emotions.

"To kill the witch completely."

The witch's body is strongly linked to the magic vegetable. As a result, you can retain a large amount of magic, and you are getting old too slowly. By integrating with magic, they are elevating their peculiar bodies to higher dimensions. That is why, on the contrary, if the magic is such that the magic itself is directly extinguished, the body will collapse and completely end its life. The Sleep Song was a magic for annihilation made to kill witches completely.

"Up...... hah......!?

Countless lights splash. The silver-haired girl's lonely song plays, and the light wraps Fantaretta's body around her. And when the light was lost from its eyes, its body became a particle of light and collapsed. Fantaretta, still conscious, rose to bitterness and twisted her body.

"Ohhhh!!... Oh, you just beat me, I'll waste it... Mother! Sooner or later, I'll understand. We witches are the ones who rule the world...! Sooner or later, we will all betray our mother!!

Fantaretta complained so, even though her body was collapsing. It doesn't all work out where I let myself disappear. As witches have become haters of humans with their own little craftsmanship, and trivial things make witches treason. Even after hearing those words, Shatia stared at Fantaretta with her lonely eyes, zeroing the words.

"Then... I'll just repeat it again. Same thing."

Finally, Shatia replied so, and at the same time Fantaretta's body was completely extinguished. With the remaining particles of light sidelined, Shatia turned her back to flee.

The case thus came to an end. The monster who was making a scene in the city was crusaded by the Knights, and Fantaretta, the mastermind, was hidden from Shatia's defeat. Shatia, who was originally engaged in intense fighting over the church, will also be questioned, but thanks to Korsal's defense, he gained nothing. It's all over. Lose what's important, and the world still goes by the hour.

"What are we going to do? Mother Shatifar."

"Do you want to go back to the mansion for now? Mr. Loreid might be worried too."

"Come on... Tori, I'm going to relax."

Three girls are walking down the road. One is like a doll with beautiful golden hair wrapped in twin tails. The other is a beautiful girl with long purple hair stretched out. The other is a girl with clear eyes in her long silver hair. They didn't have the purpose to say this, and they walk away somewhere.

The witch keeps on living. Making mistakes but continuing to fix them by being right, yet still trying to stay alive.

One girl sat under a tree in a meadow where greenery was growing. She was a girl with chestnut hair wrapped in twin tails and a cute little animal-like face in her round eyes. She was reading a book that seemed somewhat difficult, and she roared yeah when she turned the page.

Another girl with a different vibe approached me for such a girl. Girl with a robe wrapped around her and beautiful silver hair dripping. Noticing that she was approaching, the chestnut-haired girl rushed up to the girl.

"Welcome home! Shatia!"

When the chestnut-haired girl called it that, the silver-haired girl, Shatia, nodded her face as she scuffed. Back in the village of nostalgia, somewhere the atmosphere was softer, she had loosened her expression either because she had seen childhood taming for a long time.

"Oh...... I'm home. Moffi."

Shatia replies that way as she unwraps her heavy robe.

The voice of childhood taming I heard a long time ago had not changed, and it was still a childless mouthpiece. But Mofi - smiled as if it had appeased.

"How was Wang Du? There were all kinds of people? Did you learn the magic? How'd it go? Shatia."

"Oh right. I went to the Wang capital, and I went to all kinds of places. I met someone I miss, and I could see some interesting magic..."

Moffy asks what you care about quickly. Anyway, I wanted to know what kind of life Shatia lived and what kind of magic she learned when she went to Wang Capital. While perplexed by such a same mofi - question attack, Shatia politely explained each and every one of them.

"You're the one. How about studying magic? Did you use the magic book properly?

"Mochi! A little bit of magic for me, too! Look, Shatia!

When Shatia asked, Moffi - confidently and forcefully - answered, saying so a little further away and starting to show off his freshly remembered magic. It is not enough to call it the magic that is still absurd, but it was still a magic that Moffy could see that he took it very seriously. Shatia was happy to see it and for some reason she was as happy as she was about herself, and when she stopped near Mofi, she began to guide her on what to look out for. Then Moffi smiled gladly to be noticed.

"Eh heh! Keep teaching me magic. Shatia!"

"Oh, of course."

Shatia also smiled so that she could cheer up, with some lonely eyes, to the words of Moffi, who said with an unmixed, pure smile, to which she replied.

This is how one story ends. The former witch, reincarnated into a villager girl, returns to her hometown village and sends a time of peace. At least she enjoyed studying magic with childhood taming while praying that this peace would last.