Swan was in so much pain, she had no strength to utter a word. She simply stared at Aria and silently wished that the time would pass quickly, and Gale would slam the door open and save her.
Aria could guess what was on Swan’s mind, and it made her happy knowing that Swan wouldn’t dare to talk back to her.
’Ah, this is better. She is meant to stay quiet and accept whatever punishment I give her. It has always been like this, and should stay like this forever,’ Aria thought. She took a deep breath and started telling Swan about what she had done to gain the dark power she had right now.
"You see... after what you did to me in this castle, I returned to Holy Achate with so much anger. I couldn’t believe that you—a crippled bitch—dared to humiliate me in front of the Beast King. I want revenge, and since you are a witch, I’ve decided to become a witch as well," Aria revealed. "I got a mysterious book that guides me on how to become one, and starts sacrificing some prisoners and feeding on their hearts to get stronger."
Swan intended to stay silent because she didn’t want to trigger Aria’s anger and experienced another bone-shattering pain.
But she couldn’t help it when Aria mentioned sacrifice.
"Aria, you... you killed people to become a witch?!"
Arai raised her brow. She knew that Swan had a lot of sympathy for random people, even in the castle. She would often protect other maids from getting punished and took the punishment instead, especially whenever the old maids were making mistakes.
She grinned as she realized she could use Swan’s empathy to fish her anger out, "Isn’t that obvious? You are also a witch like me, so you must’ve been sacrificing a lot of people too, right? But yes, I sacrificed five prisoners at first, but that’s not enough."
"H-how many people did you sacrifice?" Swan asked.
"Fifty," Aria confessed without hesitation. "They were the prisoners at first, then I decided to kill young women—I mean, the maids. Then I realized that mere maids wouldn’t be enough to get me stronger in a short time, so I did what the book instructed me to do. I sacrificed children."
"CHILDREN?!"
"Yep, children, kids, little people, whatever you want to call them," Aria giggled. "The book said that I can get powerful quickly as long as I sacrifice children, so I’ve been taking them from their family in the city, and eating their hearts!"
Aria sounded so happy as she told Swan about these horrifying details. She liked seeing the expression that Swan made. Swan’s eyes immediately welled with tears as she imagined those children who had been killed for such a foolish ambition.
"Why would you do that to them? What have they done wrong to you?" Swan asked in a trembling voice as she was trying to hold back her tears. "And why do you keep smiling like that? Aria, you are a child murderer!"
"You are a witch, just like me. Of course, you’ve done your fair share of murder and sacrifice, right?" Aria smirked. "Stop acting like you are a saint. You are a filthy crippled witch." freёwebnoѵel.com
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