The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 168 - 125 Lightning Curse Increases Power Again (5101)_2

Chapter 168: Chapter 125 Lightning Curse Increases Power Again (5101)_2

Thunderbolts fell, creating countless sparks around the Lord, like dazzling fireworks, reminiscent of an art exhibition.

However, an invisible shield stood above the Lord, protecting him.

Under the continuous onslaught of the thunderbolts, the shield gradually assumed a human shape.

Ivita stared at the small humanoid above the Lord’s head, trying to figure out what it was.

The Lord glanced up nervously, but as time passed and Ivita seemed unable to break through, he became smug again.

"Hahaha, I told you, you can’t kill me."

"No one here today can sentence me to death."

"Hahaha..."

"Yes, Parviga has laws, but they can’t punish me, hahahaha..."

The witch apprentice at Lady Alice’s side walked down from the audience, looking at the frightening thunder magic, and gulped.

As an apprentice-level wizard herself, she was struck by the vast disparity in their powers.

This apprentice, who was also Lady Alice’s sister, tossed a bottle of silver magic potion to Ivita, "Baron, your thunderbolt has forced out whatever is protecting the Lord. This is the Revealing Powder from the Duchy of Lombardy. Sprinkle it on the Lord, and it will reveal the true face of any demon."

Ivita took the potion, glanced at the glass flask filled with sparkling silver sand.

The grains shimmered in the sunlight, each looking like a twinkling star at night.

Ivita opened the flask and tossed its contents towards the Lord. The beautiful silver sand blew in the wind, forming a silver gust around the Lord.

The Lord accidentally inhaled a good deal of the powder, frantically coughing and covering his nose, looking absolutely wretched.

Amid this silver storm, a beautiful fairy with rose petal wings materialized above his head.

This fairy had long golden hair, fair skin, a dress woven from fine gold threads, and a crimson mark at the center of her forehead like a beauty spot.

The fairy was not very tall, only as high as an adult’s forearm.

However, she had beauty beyond earthly scope.

At this point, the Rose Fairy was struggling against Ivita’s lightning magic, gasping for breath.

The people in the stands gasped in surprise. No one had expected a tiny, adorable fairy atop Lord Prole’s head.

No wonder he had seemed so fearless earlier.

He had hidden protection.

The Hearthstone Grand Witch glared at the fairy floating in the air, "Sir, that is a flower fairy, she uses white magic, the most primitive form of magic."

"However, her rank is not high, she’s just a common fairy."

"Equivalent to a formal witch level."

Despite being out of breath, the Rose Fairy managed to retort. "Incorrect."

"Only white magic is real magic. Your magic, and the magic I see before me now, is black magic — evil witchcraft!"

"You evil villains."

"Vile villains!"

Seeing that his lightning magic was unable to break the fairy’s protection of Lord Prole, Ivita waved his hand to lift the Lightning Curse.

The originally dark sky was suddenly illuminated.

The drizzling rain abruptly came to a halt, and everything returned to normalcy, becoming a clear sunny day once again.

Ivita examined the fairy with surprise and noted her hairpins looked like roses. It was as if she herself was a rose that had taken human shape.

On top of her rose petal wings, he noticed a few small chips. It seemed that her wings had been injured.

Ivita looked at the Old Witch, "What is a flower fairy? I recall Knight Gastrot mentioned a Black Fairy."

The old witch explained, "In the Magic Black Forest, some flowers, under the influence of stardust, develop wisdom and magic."

"Over time, these fairies established unique relationships with humans, becoming godmothers and profoundly infiltrating human life."

"They’ve become an integral part of human life."

"The Black Fairy is one of the strongest types of flower fairies."

Hearing the name Black Fairy, the Rose Fairy was agitated. Despite her small stature, her voice was loud. "Don’t mention that evil name in front of me!"

"She’s a demon!"

"She...she betrayed white magic."

Ivita frowned at the Rose Fairy, "You keep accusing us of being villains, but isn’t the person you are protecting the one who was sentenced to death and accused of treason in this courtroom?"

"Rose Fairy, are you going to disregard the opinions of everyone here, insisting that the man behind you is good while we are wicked?"

The Rose Fairy went red in the face.

Lord Prole’s face fell, he hastily said to the fairy, "Godmother, you said you wouldn’t give up on me."

"This is what you told me two days ago in the Parviga prison."

"Stop listening to them. They are too bad, godmother, you are too naive."

"They are trying to deceive you."

Seeing everyone viewing her with surprised, disgusted, and scared eyes, the Rose Fairy became hesitant. She shook her head, and explained to Ivita, "Prole is definitely not a bad person."