The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 237 - 163 Vampire and Black Night Laws (5505)_3

Chapter 237: Chapter 163 Vampire and Black Night Laws (5505)_3

"You’ve destroyed the last shred of goodness in my heart, and you will pay for it."

She was about to throw another small stone.

Suddenly, a frightened woman’s scream echoed from within the supposedly empty house. "Wait, teacher."

"I’m sorry, I understand my mistakes now, please stop, you almost killed my daughter."

With that, the magic within the house slowly faded away.

As the magic disappeared, four people appeared within the wooden house, which was previously deserted.

A woman with dark skin and curly hair, clutching a baby girl in her arms, hid behind by a girl of about four or five years old, next to her lay a trembling farmer.

The woman looked like an ordinary peasant woman.

Seeing her remove the Shielding Curse, the Old Witch triumphantly retorted: "Wouldn’t it have been better to do this earlier!

"But, my move was quite effective."

"You can invite me into your house now, before I kill your entire family."

"Davina."

Davina, holding her baby girl, sobbed, "Teacher, I no longer wish to continue learning magic, I am married."

"All I want now is to live peacefully with my husband."

"Please let me go."

The Old Witch sneered, "Your husband? Does your husband know all your secrets? Does he know you are a witch?"

"I know!" At this moment, Davina’s husband finally crawled over. He mustered the courage to say: "I... even if she is a witch, I still love her."

Upon saying this, the two embraced, looking into each other’s eyes with determination.

The Old Witch gazed at the two, suddenly saying, "Davina, you should know, if you have a true love, and you kiss him."

"Your True Love’s Kiss would dissolve the black magic within you, you should know this, right?"

Davina suddenly turned pale.

The Old Witch holding the simplified Cloak of Destruction magic book in her hand, said, "He fell in love with an independent witch, a woman far different from a helpless peasant woman. Davina... Magic is your badge, it’s part of the reason he fell for you."

"Once you lose that part, how long can your love last?"

"Are you really prepared to become an ordinary peasant woman?"

Davina’s face turned worse, she looked at her two children by her side, then at her husband, and remained silent.

Her husband hurriedly said, "No, no, no... Darling, no matter what you turn into, I still love you."

The Old Witch almost threw up hearing these words and restlessly threw the tampered Cloak of Destruction magic book on the ground, "This is a very powerful magic, and you have the privilege to learn it because you are my favorite student."

"To learn or not to learn is up to you."

"Whether you want to become a proper witch or not, is your business, but you must know, this is a big opportunity, a chance to connect you with a very important person."

"I hope you seize this opportunity."

As Davina looked at the scroll on the ground, her eyes began to show a hint of ambition.

The Old Witch was exceedingly pleased with this.

She knew, no witch would willingly become ordinary.

Davina quietly murmured, "Full-fledged wizard..."

Her husband immediately said, "Davina, don’t be afraid. No matter what you become, whether or not you possess magic, I still love you."

"Really, this is true."

"Didn’t you say your teacher is the most evil person in the world? Don’t believe her nonsense."

"You’ve said that true love can conquer anything, and besides, she can’t even get in now, can she?"

"She..."

Davina, neither agreeing nor denying, softly asked the Old Witch, "Who is this... important person?"

The Old Witch looked somewhat embarrassed. "Well, after many years of diligent magic research, I’ve formed an alliance with a being from Subspace and brought him into this world, in human form."

Shock flitted across Davina’s face.

Because it was too crazy.

That was the Demon God of Subspace.

In the history of the Magic Black Forest, every time those subspace beings descended, they would cause considerable disasters here.

Those subspace beings, when descending on other places, could destroy countless worlds.

Only this Magic Black Forest, with its countless oddities and many mishaps, managed to withstand their impact.

But, Davina held some belief in the old witch’s words.

This could indeed be an opportunity.

Should she take the risk?

Driven by greed, she glanced at the scroll and gently said, "I invite you in, Hearthstone Witch."

The Hearthstone Witch laughed and showed satisfaction. "I knew you were my smartest disciple. Teacher always regarded you highly. Learn."

"Learn quickly."

The Demon God is still waiting for the results of this experiment.

Before anyone studies the Cloak of Destruction magic and confirms that there’s no problem with this magic, the Demon God would not directly learn this magic.

Because if someone has tampered with the spell, then it could be troublesome.

The old witch turned to leave. She requested entrance merely as a formality from her disciple.

She herself did not have the habit of stepping into a trashy place like a farmhouse.

In the world of the old witch, she, who was high above, would never step into such a rundown place.

Just as she was about to leave, Davina’s husband suddenly rushed over, grabbed the scroll, and heartbrokenly said to Davina, "I don’t care if you’re a witch, really. You said we’d live a peaceful rural life as a family."

"Why are you still learning this magic? You... "

The old witch sharply turned around, glaring angrily at this meddling person.

Davina was startled, "Teacher, don’t... "

The old witch stared at the man, raised her hand, and simultaneously a handprint appeared on the man’s neck, lifting him into mid-air.

He struggled to breathe. "I’m... I’m not afraid of you, old witch... Kill me... "

Davina said, "Please don’t, Teacher... "

The old witch laughed. "Who said I’m going to kill you?"

"Keeping you alive is more interesting."

"Do you know how I tracked down your wife? Because the adventurer’s guild of this town was requesting fresh blood. Oh yes, the people around here are often weak and sick, and people often disappear. How despicable."

The old witch raised her left hand, and Davina suddenly felt uncomfortable, while also sensing a primal instinct from within her body.

A thirst for blood.

Her irises turned into golden circles, the insides completely black.

Her mouth sprouted fangs, and she hungerily scanned her surroundings for prey, her gaze finally locking on the infant in her own hands.

She was a vampire.

The old witch said, "I suppose she only told you that she’s a witch, but didn’t tell you she’s not even human. She’s a vampire."

"Guess how many of your neighbours, how many of your relatives she has killed?"

Davina’s husband looked at his wife as if she were a monster.

The old witch dispelled the magic that instilled Davina with bloodlust, and laughing merrily, left.

She didn’t want to kill anyone today, and she indeed didn’t do anything. It’s just that she revealed some hidden truths to her husband.

Can love born out of deception truly be considered love?

No wonder Davina hasn’t lost her magic power till this day.