"A rut? Hmm... I’ve never heard of that before," Aria muttered. "Maybe it’s a term within the beastmen. Anyway, the invitation is indeed perfect. I want to gauge how strong I have become against Swan who seems to possess a powerful witchcraft as well."
Aria still remembered how her hand melted while pulling Swan’s hair. She also couldn’t forget how that crippled thing suddenly appeared in her room, floating like an angel and healing her burn scar instantly until there was no way for Aria to prove to people that she had been scalded.
The more she understood witchcraft, the more she realized that Swan was one-of-a-kind, or maybe the best dark witch she had ever seen because even now, she still couldn’t heal any of her test subjects.
’All dark spells are meant to harm or deceit, so Swan must’ve used a higher-level dark spell. Something that is not written in my Necronomicon,’ Aria pondered, before commenting, "I wonder how many sacrifices Swan has made so far. To have such an amazing skill must require a lot of sacrifices. Does she use a lot of child sacrifices too? I’m sure she does. I heard that beastmen children are even more innocent and simple-minded than human children, so they must’ve been an even better sacrifice."
Anastasia shuddered thinking about Swan—that stupid and weak-looking woman—who killed children just to make herself stronger. freewebnovel.cσ๓
She couldn’t care less when Aria bullied Swan until she was crippled for more than a decade, but she was scared that Swan might’ve been holding grudges against her.
"Do you think Swan holds a grudge at us for everything you did to her back then?" Anastasia asked. "I’m afraid she will hurt us both as revenge."
"Oh, for sure," Aria smiled. "It doesn’t make sense for her not to hold grudges after getting bullied so much ever since we were kids, right? I’m sure that she can’t wait to kill us, Mom."
Aria knew that her mother wanted to save herself first. She knew her mother very well because their personality was similar.
Aria could’ve called her mother out for trying to save her own skin, but it would be better to wait and see what her mother would do next.
"T-then, if Swan’s dark magic is proven stronger than yours, we should quickly apologize and beg her to lift the trade ban, alright? This is a dire situation, Aria. If we don’t act fast, the church will lead a revolution and we will be executed," Anastasia urged worriedly. "I believe in your strength as a dark witch, but if you can’t defeat Swan yet, you need to understand the situation, alright?"
Aria’s smile disappeared instantly.
The more she learned about dark magic, the more she didn’t understand Swan’s power. Without a chance to test her ability, it was difficult for Aria to gauge how strong Swan was.
She sighed, "I don’t want to do that, because that crippled witch doesn’t deserve to be begged. But I will do it, not because of her, but because of you, Mom."
"B-because of me?"
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