The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 170 - 126: Dramatic Change and Four Seasons Garden_1

Chapter 170: Chapter 126: Dramatic Change and Four Seasons Garden_1

With the explosion of a streak of starlight, almost all wooden benches in the court were blasted into splinters.

Then, the starlight disappeared, and the sky returned to its clear daylight.

Ivita paused for a moment, only to find nothing special had happened. He saw the Rose Fairy bow to him and suddenly said, "I’m sorry for causing all this trouble. The blessing on Lord Prole has been revoked by me."

"Without the fairy’s blessing, you can kill him now."

The Old Witch exhaled, "Luckily, the Queen of Stars isn’t angry."

The Hearthstone Witch told Ivita, "Destiny Magic is deeply connected to the Queen of Stars’ domain, so no witch wants to anger the stars."

The Rose Fairy flew to Ivita, suddenly saying, "You know, Wizard, I truly pity your fate."

"You were cursed by bad fairies when you were born."

"I don’t know how many fairies were involved, but it was a cruel curse that stopped you from becoming a Knight."

"But thank you this time, goodbye."

"We may never meet again."

"This is a gift from me, as compensation for the trouble I caused. I must return to the Four Seasons Garden."

A thumb-sized rose glowing with white light fell onto Ivita’s chest. The glow of the rose gradually constricted and solidified.

Ivita oddly held the rose necklace; the necklace was made of pure silver while the rose was alive.

The Rose Fairy disappeared in front of the crowd.

She had left this place.

The Old Witch came to Ivita and whispered, "Your Highness, that foolish fairy has left you quite a treasure."

"This is a powerful protection spell. It seems she took the petals that represented defense from herself and gave them to you."

"This is White Magic, and White Magic is best at protection and healing, so its defensive effect might surpass all formal Black Magic."

"Although she didn’t give you the same blessing as she did to the Lord, she gave you something even more precious."

Ivita was a bit curious, "Where is the Four Seasons Garden? Can she be safe without a protection spell?"

But then again, what does it have to do with him?

The Old Witch said, "I’m not sure which Four Seasons Garden she is referring to. There is a Four Seasons Garden in the Magic Black Forest, and there is also one among the islands in the Mediterranean to the south. For historical reasons, there are several Four Seasons Gardens."

Ivita nodded.

And upon losing his blessings and the fairy’s protection, Lord Prole became anxious.

He repeatedly shouted at mid-air, "Mother, didn’t you say that you’ll never abandon me?"

"Mother, come back quickly, you’re my fairy godmother."

"You..."

Someone stood in front of him.

It was the mayor of Parviga.

The mayor, holding an axe, looked coldly at Lord Prole who was kneeling on the ground. "I said, today I’ll sentence you to death. I will carry out the execution myself and decapitate you."

With the loss of protection, Lord Prole surrendered immediately, waving his hands, "Wait..."

"I..."

"I have realized my mistakes, please give me another chance to repent..."

The mayor swung the axe, "Too late!"

A head landed on the ground, followed by splattering blood and the applause of the audience.

The people who suffered losses in the failed coup were jubilant, celebrating the Lord’s death.

Next up for execution were the Lord’s accomplices.

The authority of order in Parviga was restored in the court.

Everything returned to normal.

Ivita never expected that by attending this court and serving as a juror here, he would unexpectedly receive a necklace from the Rose Fairy.

The Margli merchant sat next to Ivita, curiously staring at the rose in Ivita’s hand. He said, "I’ve seen something similar before. It belonged to a young man I met on an island in the southern sea. His wife was captured by a monster, and he wore a similar flower on his chest. He told me that it could protect you and prevent others from harming you."

Ivita laughed. "You have seen a lot."

The next court session was held to witness the criminals being sentenced to death.

By the time everything was over, it was already evening.

As per usual, Ivita stayed in the house provided by the Blacksmith Guild along with the Old Witch. By this time, the Black Wolf, Griffin, and their people and supplies had already returned to their territory.

However, Ivita could stay here for as long as he wanted to. The Blacksmith Guild probably wouldn’t ask them to leave.

Ivita was planning to leave in the next few days.

He planned to visit the market in Parviga during these days to see if there was a mirror that met his requirements.

The market was a mix of all kinds of people, even Lady Alice couldn’t be sure that she knew every merchant there.

So, Ivita decided to try his luck.

The next morning, after Ivita and the Old Witch had breakfast and were about to go to the market, Alice sent a worker with news from Ambros City and Viscount Winchester Territory.

Inside the house provided by the Blacksmith Guild, Ivita spread the letter out on the wooden table, the Old Witch also squeezed over to look.

Ivita read softly, "After reviewing Viscount Winchester’s terror attacks on the following cities, Ambros city council..."

"Deems that Viscount Winchester has committed treason. Ambros City declares the release of all his vassals from their oaths of loyalty and revokes his title of Viscount."

"The city council decides to call for the army to collectively resist the traitor!"

Ivita was slightly surprised. "The city council of Ambros is going to expel the Viscount from the country."

"This is written by Viscount Winchester—As the sole legal heir of Viscount Ambrose’s Independent Country, I accuse the city council of concealing the Grand Viscount’s death. I hereby declare that the city council of Ambros is an unlawful institution and a totalitarian body that monopolizes the national resources."

"I declare, all the decrees declared by the city council, past and present, and the future, are invalid!"

"I officially declare war on the city council of Ambros!"

Ivita exchanged a surprised look with the Old Witch.

The Old Witch chuckled. "The great war is coming."

"The end is near for the plains of Ambros."

Then, the exclamations of children playing outside the house could be heard.

"Trees, so many trees, overnight the streets are full of trees!"

"Did the uncles plant these? Oh, be careful not to step on them. If we damage these trees, mom will kill us."

Upon hearing this, Ivita opened the door, stepped outside, and saw that the entire street was filled with sequoia saplings.

Overnight, these saplings had broken through the bricks on the street, covering the entire street.

Why?

Was it because of the two war declarations just now?

But why would the sequoias suddenly sprout at this time? Could it be that the Thousand-Year Fire has further declined?

Why would the Thousand-Year Fire decline?

How can it be made to burn again?

The Fire of Law... it’s too complicated!

Ivita felt a bit crazy for a moment. He looked at the children who were carefully avoiding stepping on the sequoias and couldn’t help but say, "You can step on them if you want."

"It’s good for everyone."

"These sequoias should not exist."

The children on the street with their dirty faces shook their heads wisely, "No matter who it benefits, mum would still scold us."

The Old Witch was immediately angry and wanted to punish the children who dared to contradict Ivita.

Ivita grabbed the Old Witch’s hand and said, "They are not wrong."

"People always fail to do things that are truly beneficial to them, instead wasting time on trivial matters."