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─ ─ The Witch of the Covenant
The Duke Franken family.
Otto Heinrich von Franken, the lord of this house with the blood muscles closest to the Imperial family among the imperial aristocrats, lay ill in his own room at Castle Frankenberg.
It''s a pretty serious disease. He was invaded in the lungs and could not even be treated with Blood Magic, and his diet sometimes made it difficult to even breathe.
Afraid his son would get sick, Otto threw his son and his wife out of the castle and locked them in the castle as if they were going to cage themselves.
There''s no way you''re going to visit an old man just waiting for his death.
That was supposed to happen.
"That''s terrible, Otto."
The girl''s voice sounds. It''s a voice as thin as a girl, pathetic but somewhere distorted. The voice was echoing in Otto''s room, where the guests were not supposed to come.
"Witch............. Seraphine............. You''re here……………………."
"Well, 15 years. That''s unusual. Old, invaded by disease, dying ugly. It''s really unusual. Even if it was human. It''s ugly when you quit being human."
"Horrible, witch............. Ho ho, ho ho..."
It is the witch who overlooks the old man.
A 14- or 15-year-old girl wearing a black robe in a black outfit.
Seraphine. A witch with two names, "Seraphine of Blood”, who is a member of that ancient association of witches. Something that quit being a human being and became the real “witch” of immortality.
"So, what can I do for you? You can''t undo that collapsing body. If you stay old, you''ll just die of disease. There''s no way to help."
"I know very well that there is nothing that can be done about the disease of Non...... There''s nothing more to it than to die. But there''s something to remember. It''s my daughter, Abominable. Cursed daughter. I heard that one was alive. What does this mean, witch...?
Abomination child. Cursed daughter.
That''s about Elsa. A daughter who was a homunculus and was born as the first child of a couple of sons and was supposed to keep the couple of sons apart. Just a daughter made for that. I wonder what it is without saying that I am cursed.
"Looks like something unexpected happened. But it won''t matter to you anymore if my daughter stays alive. Anyway, that was hidden as stillbirth. So you could not tear apart your abominable righteous daughter and son."
"Abominable...... The presence of that daughter, who defiled the blood muscles of my Duke Franken family, the closest family line to the Imperial Family, is abominable. I also resent the abomination that she gave birth to. Don''t let that abominable child live happily ever after. That abominable child must die..."
"Must I die, or? Is that what you want from me?
Seraphine listened with a suspicious smile to the words of the old and dying Duke.
"That must definitely die. A covenant witch. Now is the time to live up to your covenant. Curse and kill that abominable child, witch. That must not exist. Be sure to curse him. Curse kill. Curse kill. Kill the curse! Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
"Don''t be so hasty. I''ll kill you. Sounds like something interesting to me."
Seraphine laughs suspiciously at the crazy Otto words.
"I''d like to see how much my apprentice has grown. If we''re gonna set it up, we''re gonna have to go flashy. Later, that cursed daughter gets married. It wouldn''t be bad to stain that ceremony."
Seraphine told him so and looked at Otto.
"Do you want to die easy at the end, Otto?
"No. As long as Nong is alive, that girl remains a civilian daughter. Suffer. With his forgiveness, Konrat will not even recognize him as his own daughter, and he will live in exclusion. Think of the sin of plotting this nonsense...!
"Then do as you please. I''m a covenant witch. You paid the price. Then I''ll work for you. Oh. Looking forward to it. I''m not looking forward to it. Imagine the moment everything was smashed and how much of a disciple you raised would resist me."
Seraphine returned his kurli and heel to tell Otto as he spit blood and left Otto''s quiet room.
"Death. Death to the abomination. Death to those who defiled the blood muscles of the Duke Franken family………"
Otto continued to vomit his grudges while being ill and unable to make a normal decision.
Believe me, that resentment will be real.
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For Elsa Eckert, the last three years or so have been like dreams.
I was going to go to a school full of nobles that I didn''t think I could do very well, where I was going to learn. I don''t think I owe this to my grandfather, the former court magician who taught me magic before.
But Elsa thought school life would be tough.
The school is a place full of nobles, and I am only the daughter of a bakery.
I have never been proud of my parents'' bakery for raising me, but I understood that the pride would be trivial if compared to the historical blood muscles of the aristocracy.
That''s what I''ve been thinking since the beginning that I''m sure you''ll be bullied.
But it didn''t.
The first student I got along with was a familiar person everywhere, while in the position of being a courtesan of the Duke of Oldenburg family, who advised me on a lot of things at school. That guy shouldn''t come close because he''s dangerous, or where do I get all these stationery?
Now I know I couldn''t bully myself because of that red-haired girl. Because of that kind heart, I was able to enjoy my school life. But I feel guilty that I would have bothered that girl for that matter.
Still, it is certain that school life was enriching.
I became acquainted with the Crown Prince from a few events and became closer and closer through study groups and events at the school. The viewing of theatre at the Cultural Festival taught me a lot about my lack of upbringing, and I tried to explain how the cuisine of the Culinary Research Department was amazing.
Elsa and the Crown Prince were getting closer and closer, even though this could not have been allowed to happen. Elsa was passionate about her first love. I was also consulted about the Crown Prince''s problems.
The Crown Prince was worried about whether he really deserved the next emperor. But there is no way that a crown prince so gentle to the common man has ever deserved an emperor. Elsa encouraged the Crown Prince with every word she could think of. The red-haired girl also held back her love, and Elsa was really, really obsessed with the Crown Prince.
"If it''s for you, I can give up my right to inherit the throne."
Soon the Crown Prince and Elsa were close enough for the Crown Prince to tell them so.
But Elsa was confused.
I was wondering if this was really okay.
The Crown Prince was definitely a talent to be an emperor. There is no mistake about that.
But there was no other way for me and the Crown Prince to be united than for the Crown Prince to renounce his right to inherit the throne. For the first time there, Elsa understood that marriage was something like that.
Elsa worried that she might be bothering the Crown Prince this time, as she was bothering that kind red-haired girl herself. Even if I still had the love I wanted to grab, I wondered if I could really sacrifice the Crown Prince.
The troubles persisted for days and one day abruptly it came.
"You''re not really our daughter."
That''s what was told to those who thought they were their real parents, and it was an incredibly historic nobleman named the Duke of Franken who was introduced to them.
"I was waiting. I''ve been waiting a long time. They finally picked me up. I''m really sorry I kept you waiting."
That''s what the owner of the Duke Franken family, who named him Konrat, said in tears.
Suddenly Elsa was confused. I''ve always thought you were the daughter of a bakery, but you were actually the Duke''s child? I thought it was a dream because it seemed impossible. But this is definitely a reality.
Both my real parents and my raised parents seemed to love Elsa.
That''s why Elsa said:
"Thank you so much for everything. And thank you for coming."
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