The Witch's Hundred Years of Love Story

"We'll take the hearts of all the witches in this world!" _________ The shadow of the sunset gradually retreated to the cliff, nestling carefully. Every street corner has a night that officially stretches across it. The moon is high, and the stars are awake. The world polarization between the city and the suburbs at night becomes more pronounced. The town is bustling, and the suburbs are increasingly dark and quiet. Tonight is a quiet night. The woods in the suburbs rustle, flocks of bats leave their nests to look for food, and bat eyes, like pairs of lanterns in the night. Suddenly, a strange light appeared. The sound of an engine does not belong to nature like stirring the whole forest. All the animals that could be named or the mysterious species quickly look over their red eyes with a highly wary look. A car travelled on a winding road between pine forests and cliffs, then paused in front of the woods. The car turned off the engine, leaving the space with a silence mixed with a few sounds of crickets. The car door opened. A woman stepped down. The person had long black hair that fell over her shoulders. She hid her body in a large, loose robe. The woman walked to the edge of the forest; she raised her hand, and suddenly, the stumps shook violently, as if magic was moving them - the position that nature gave. Then, the tree stumps drifted to the sides, forming a path in the middle. The woman smiled and walked in. Wherever she went, the trees behind her returned to their original positions as if nothing had happened. The woman walked for a while, suddenly in front of her appeared a vast tree, which at first glance was several thousand years old, even in the dark, but thanks to the moonlight above, you can also see an old tree trunk had stab wounds that were horizontal and vertical, very deep and long, must have been caused by a sharp sword, somewhere, there were blood-red streaks on the tree trunk. The other woman paused for a moment, then padded around the tree's base five times. Then she stopped in the first place, mumbling a spell. The miracle happened. The stump of the great tree in front of his eyes suddenly vibrated, the crackling sounds became more and more frequent, the tree seemed to bend against an invisible force, and then, it was split in half, revealing a road in the middle. She slowly entered. Behind the unexpected door is a villa built in the medieval style, with a lattice fence and old roses. The paint on the wall has also peeled and faded. The woman had just appeared, the lights in the house had automatically turned on, and a man wearing a butler's outfit slowly walked out, put his hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully. "Master is back." The woman nodded once as a response, then went inside. In that mansion, more than ten people, both boys and girls, were held in iron cages, cages hanging high above the beams. As soon as they saw that woman, the ten people were lying limply when suddenly they squirmed, like bulls seeing a red shawl, their eyes filled with resentment. They seemed to want to scream, but their throats did not make any sound. Until this person below waved his hand, those people's throats seemed to be blocked by a foreign object, and they were finally freed. "Zaphia Kane, a woman who deserves to die, you dare to arrest us here. Soon, until the other witches find us, you will not be at peace!" It turned out that the other woman's name was Zaphia Kane. Zaphia Kane ignored the threatening w that just sounded. She reached out to untie the knot at the neck, but the robe immediately told off, and as usual, the butler behind came to pick up the robe. Then, Zaphia Kane usually went to the sofa in the room and sat down. Immediately, a girl approached and gave her a glass of blood-red wine. Waiting for Zaphia Kane to finish enjoying that glass of wine, she just lazily looked up at the ten people locked in an overhead cage, smiling. "Who will come to you, witches? By the time they find you, you were dead under my knife." "Zaphia Kane, why are you doing this? Are we not the same type? Why do you have to do that?" "Fellow!" Zaphia Kane made up the other person's words. "I'm not your kind!" Her chest rose and fell violently. Maybe those two words "fellow" have reached her limit. Zaphia Kane was angry. Her eyes were also red. At that moment, two maids came out in the blink of an eye. In the hand of the guard was a tray. On the tray lay a pair of golden scissors and an ivory comb. The tray in the remaining maid's hand is left blank. "Master doesn't get angered. We're almost time for the ceremony." The manager came over and reassured Zaphia Kane. At this time, she calmed down. The other maid also arrived. They stood behind Zaphia Kane. The manager saw that, picked up the comb, and gently brushed her hair. Zaphia Kane's hair is gorgeous. Each strand of hair is dyed, reaching hip length. Once she's done, the tray manager picks up her hair, cuts each section of her hair, and then places it on the drum next to it. After a while, Zaphia Kane's long hair was finally cut short, and the hair on the tray was full of quality. Zaphia Kane's eyes looked over at the cage above. Those people were frightened when they saw this. Their breathing was also chaotic, and their faces were pale; maybe they already knew the bad omen. Sure enough, Zaphia Kane frowned. A cage fell. She moved her hand. The cage door opened, and a magic force grabbed a girl's neck and pulled her out. Those people say that again, panicked and wanted to keep the other girl, but the potent magic pushed them back. The people inside frantically wanted to rush out, but the door was open, but they still couldn't get out, because, like an invisible wall, they turned around, touched it, and were pushed out. The first girl was attracted to Zaphia Kane. Tears welled up in the girl's eyes. She wanted to raise her voice to plead or say something else, but she came back only to make a sound. The girl's eyes looked at Zaphia Kane with hatred and fear. But Zaphia Kane didn't care so much. She stooped, they clasped her hands first, her other hand extended, and the housekeeper took a tiny hair and put it in her hand. Zaphia Kane took her hair and stuffed it into the other girl's mouth. And more. Until she couldn't breathe anymore, her eyes turned white, and she fell dead. Then, Zaphia Kane waved her hand slightly. The girl could see like an invisible force hanging in the air, and then her inner chest was torn in two, blood was splashed, the person's heart was pulled out, then gradually absorbed into Zaphia Kane. The remaining nine looked on with exceedingly terrible eyes. "Zaphia Kane, you're crazy. If you do that, Vi Trung can't come back to life. You're crazy!" "I don't need him to be resurrected. I just want your heart." Zaphia Kane shouted, her face rebellious. "Anya Forger will find us. She will find us!" "Anya Forger?" Zaphia Kane raised her face and giggled. She said, "Anya Forger, the strongest witch. Unfortunately, she won't live much longer either." Hearing that sentence of Zaphia Kane, everyone was scared. At this moment, Zaphia Kane stood up. She said, "Bring that body to fertilize the flowers in the back garden." Immediately, two men in black appeared, carrying the girl's body out. Again, the maids also wiped the blood on the floor in droves. Zaphia Kane turned around. The people locked in the cage could not talk, so they looked at her with resentment and despair. Zaphia Kane went upstairs. She went on and on and finally stopped in front of a room in the last place. Zaphia Kane took the key from her wrist and opened the door in front of her. She entered, and the room automatically locked. The room was large but incredibly empty, with only a coffin in the middle and a locked treasure chest next to it. Zaphia Kane slowly approached the casket. The coffin lid was open, and the body of a man with eyes closed was lying in it. At first glance, this person looks like he is sleeping soundly. His skin is still very rosy, and there is no sign of death present on his body, but in fact, this person has been dead for a long time, a long time. The time that even Zaphia Kane could not remember. She glanced at the man in the coffin, then suddenly laughed. "You broke my heart, and I took out the hearts of all the people you protect to get revenge. We're... still the same, aren't we?" After saying that, she immediately looked away from the other person's body. At this time, the sky full of moon and stars suddenly darkened, the moonlight disappeared, and the stars also set as if they had never appeared. Zaphia Kane walked to the window, looked out, and mumbled two words in her mouth: a lunar eclipse. The moon is fighting, being obscured when evil can do all things. The great tribulation of humanity is coming. Zaphia Kane laughed. Her laughter grew louder, more and more tilted, then, she suddenly waved her hand, a vase suddenly appeared, she popped the lid, a strange creature all at once flew out, making shrill screams and filling the air. "Go, go, little bats, bring disaster to mankind." ------------- A pandemic broke out on October 20, a month after the lunar eclipse occurred. The outbreak started in a particular fishing village by the sea and then spread everywhere, eventually covering the whole country at that time. Those infected do not live more than ten days, but the incubation period is long, so it is impossible to prevent the risk of the disease from spreading unnoticed. People with epidemic disease, at first, only show symptoms like a common cold. Still, daily, the condition becomes more and more severe, making the person unable to breathe and eventually die. Dead bodies were strewn across the sidewalks, and the stench was overwhelming. People can't bury the dead, but sometimes, the buyer digging a grave also falls, then convulses and dies. In the Imperial City, which was also a mess now, the King repeatedly invited the shaman to perform the ceremony, changed the precepts, and became a vegetarian, hoping the epidemic would pass, but everything was useless. Crying was heard everywhere. People are desperate, waiting to die. Death is no longer a stranger. Children who have lost their father and mother are sitting on the porch. Today, like every day, Anya Forger and other witches went out to distribute medicine and provide food for the people. Now the streets are bare, and there is no longer a flourishing beauty like in the old days. The city looks really like a desolated palace. Houses are ruined, corpses are scattered, adults are absent, and children are wasted. Looking at the sight of dirty, thin, black children sitting on the porch, sometimes scratching the mosquito bites on their legs, their eyes were lifeless and watery, Anya Forger couldn't help but feel sorry for them, so he went over there, took out a doughnut from the basket, and held it in front of a child. "For you." The other child raised scared eyes at her. Those lonely little deer's eyes hurt Anya Forger more than ever. She wanted to wipe the baby's face, but it dodged. "Don't touch me. They say that will make you sick. You will die like my parents." That sentence touched the bottom of Anya Forger's heart. She felt the corners of her eyes sting. Anya Forger squatted down and again reached out to wipe the baby's face, even though it had been hidden well. "Aren't you afraid?" "I'm not afraid. I have magic. I'm not afraid of infection." She was only afraid that these children would be forced to grow up in her heart. Their understanding made her heartbroken. Witches can also spread diseases, but their resistance is slightly higher than ordinary people, so they take medicine and distribute it to people, hoping to prolong their lives. These poor innocent people add another day or that day. "I also want to become a witch. If that was the case, I would have saved my parents and everyone." "That's right. So now take this cake from me and eat it. Only then can you grow up and become a witch." Anya Forger gently reassured the baby. The cake was still in front. The boy in front of him heard that his eyes lit up, he reached out his hand and was about to receive the cake from Anya Forger's hand, when suddenly, she was dragged to the ground by someone, so the cake fell. "Found it, found it. She's here!" Anya Forger understood what was happening. Before she could understand what was happening, a blade was placed on her neck. Anya Forger raised her head and surrounded herself with a group of soldiers. "What are you doing?" "Don't talk too much. Bring the cuffs here!" One person interrupted her, he shouted. Immediately, a few more people brought an iron shackle. Anya Forger realized that this cuff, with a charm, was used to control witches. "You don't give a reason and want to arrest me!?" Anya Forger's eyes fluttered, extremely angry at the actions of those soldiers. She waved her hand forward. The soldiers surrounding her were immediately thrown out. "It's countered!" The guy who just shouted and made Anya Forger growl pulled out a gun, aimed at her, and pulled the trigger. The bullet shot Anya Forger quickly dodged. As she stood up, she saw a line of soldiers pointing their guns at her. At this time, the nearby witches who heard the sound also ran over. The oldest witch stood up and spoke to make peace: "Gentlemen, I don't know what crime our Anya Forger has committed, so you have to point a gun at it like that?" "The Wizard has already said that it is Anya Forger who is the source of this pandemic. In her chart, it is clearly indicated that she is a comet, with the destiny of La Hau Ke Ho, the devil of this world, so only by killing her will the pandemic end!" With the words he just uttered, everyone was surprised, especially Anya Forger. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. What is an unlucky fate? North Node, South Node? A con man who just likes to talk nonsense! The old wizard stiffened. "The epidemic is caused by climate change, nature, and people's arbitrary lifestyles of eating, living, and not drinking without boiling. If the King doesn't soon issue an order to reform people's lives and clean up the living environment, give them food to eat and dress properly, but believe in nonsense, the epidemic will continue." "Ah, these witches have betrayed them all. The words of the King, the Sorcerer, are the words of God. If you don't listen, you had better die!" Finally, I didn't expect them to give the order to shoot, regardless of the innocent people around, irrespective of how it would damage their homes. They just wanted to kill Anya Forger by all means. Avoiding bullets from witches was not tricky, but it was different for commoners. Suddenly, Anya Forger turned around. She saw the child sitting on the porch earlier, crawling out to get the cake that had fallen on the ground, but at that time, a bullet was rushing toward the baby. Anya Forger immediately rushed to that place and hugged the baby without thinking much. Finally, the bullet shot straight into her shoulder. Anya Forger gritted her teeth, didn't make a sound, just raised her head. She saw a slight twitch hit by a bullet, fell, eyes turned towards her, just like that. Anya Forger hugged the baby and put it in a safe place. The baby looked at her bleeding shoulder and asked, "Are you in pain?" She flashed a smile. "Witches don't know pain." That's right, and witches have always been considered mutants by humans, unable to feel pain or integrate into this life. Anya Forger turned her head and saw that the muzzles were still firing bullets, but there were countless bullet casings on the ground. Her eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth, decided, then clenched her fists and shouted, "Stop it, I'll let you catch it!" As soon as her words finished, the people on the other side simultaneously hung up their guns, but the witches here were also surprised and surprised to see Anya Forger's eyes. "Are you crazy? We don't have to submit to such injustice. What is not ours? We will not accept!" "That's right, Sister Anya, we can still fight." Anya Forger closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her voice trembled: "We can fight, but they can't." Her gaze fell on the citizens huddled behind the wall next to her. Then she said: "If I die and the pandemic passes, then it's worth it." After she finished speaking, she immediately stepped forward. The people, on the other hand, also prepared the cuffs. At this moment, when Anya Forger was only a few steps away, a voice heard again: "Sister, will I be able to eat your cake in the future?" She turned her head. She suddenly felt a pang. "Yes, they will protect you." Her words were like trust, as well as advice. In the end, that shake was also worn around her neck. This is the witch's oppression. Put it on, all the energy in her will no longer be used, a pain in the spine passes, and Anya Forger is escorted out. Meanwhile, Sylvia Briar, a witch girl, feels this is not good. She does not want to let Anya Forger die, but she also does not believe that the tricks of the other magician are actual. Since the disease outbreak, the witches have been dedicated to inquiring about medicine, daily distributing food to save the people, and doing so many things. Still, in the end, they received this result. Sylvia Briar didn't resign. The girl turned around. While everyone was not paying attention, she used the teleportation technique and disappeared. A moment later, Sylvia Briar's figure appeared in a large mansion, with a few words written above it: the Admiral's residence. At that moment, the door of the Admiral's residence opened. A man dressed in Western clothes appeared, surrounded by many soldiers and servants. Sylvia Briar recognized that person, and that was also the person he was looking for. The little girl rushed over and called out, "Brother Damian Desmond, Mr. Damian Desmond." When the soldiers saw Sylvia Briar, they immediately surrounded it and blocked it outside, not allowing it to approach Damian Desmond. But Sylvia Briar did not give up. He knew that Damian Desmond loved Anya Forger. He would definitely go and save her if he heard that she was taken away, even about to be killed. Sylvia Briar hugged a ray of hope, shouting, "Brother Damian Desmond and sister Anya Forger have been arrested. They want to kill her. You have to go and save her." Sylvia Briar jumped up and wanted to see Damian Desmond clearly, but he didn't pay any attention to it. His face was cold as if he hadn't listened to Sylvia Briar's words. Sylvia Briar persisted, naively believing that Damian Desmond would look back at it, but no, he got in the car and left. The soldiers kicked Sylvia Briar to the ground. It hurt so much that his eyes filled with tears. Why is this so? Why did Damian Desmond change his attitude so quickly? Didn't he just need to hear the news that Anya Forger was injured before? He would all be eager to come. People change their hearts quickly like that. ___________ Anya Forger was escorted to the street. The people around her looked at her with frightened eyes. Some people even rudely scolded her, and others threw rocks at her. They all... believed the mage's words, thinking that she was bad luck, the source of the pandemic. They all... turned disgusted, scolded her. They were all the people she loved the most and wanted to protect the most. Why is that? How cruel and ironic. At this time, Anya Forger was escorted to the funeral pyre. Many people gathered there, and on the heaven forum, it was the magician. He's gorgeous, his eyes at her. She was dragged to the pyre by two strong soldiers and then fixed her hands on the cross. She did not expect that she would die suddenly and suddenly one day. There were a lot of people watching below. Given this situation, the pandemic is far from over. The magician brought a bowl of wine to Anya Forger. He took a sip and then sprayed it directly on her. "This witch is the nemesis of mankind. If she lives for one more day, mankind will have another great tribulation." The mage spoke loudly. As soon as his words ended, the people below were already in a rush. "Kill her, kill her." "Let her die, evil, bad luck." "Because of her, my husband and children died." The magician extended his hand as if to reassure the people below. The crowd was less sobbing. Anya Forger looked at him, mockingly said, "Trickery, let's bet." The mage pointed directly at her face and scolded, "I'm about to die. I still have a lot of mouths!" "If you don't bet, you are turtle neck." Anya forged her eyes and raised her eyebrows to provoke him, the choked, but in the end, because he didn't want to lose face in front of the crowd, he reluctantly said: "Bet what?" "If you kill me and the epidemic passes, I won't be a human in my next life. But if you kill me and the epidemic still ages, I will go to the Underworld to kill your ancestors for eighteen generations." "Maneater talkative!" The magician reached out and slapped Anya Forger's face, causing her face to tilt to the side. When Anya Forger raised her head, she suddenly saw a familiar figure. Damian Desmond. The first thought that came to her was that he had come to save her. But that thought just flashed, and then it disappeared. After seeing Anya Forger's eyes, Damian Desmond immediately turned his face away and left. Anya Forger was dumbfounded for a moment, and then, as if she understood something, she smiled lightly. Human love turns out to be worth only so much. Other witches also ran over at this time, and Sylvia Briar burst into tears. "Everyone, hurry up and find a way to save Anya Forger. She's dead. Grandpa, brother. She was wrong." "I went to look for Damian Desmond earlier, but he ignored me." Sylvia Briar turned to Anya Forger and shouted: "Sister Anya, no matter what life you live, don't fall in love with him. He's a rogue. He's deceiving and heartless." The people beside Sylvia Briar covered her mouth, some also to rush, but Anya Forger shook her head. At this time, the old mage suddenly mumbled a specific incantation and turned into a flame, burning Anya Forger. She closed her eyes, feeling the heat spreading through her entire body. Anya Forger seemed to hear the sizzling sound of her skin. Through the fire, her eyes fought and became vague and disjointed. … March 16, 199s, the world, It's sunny today, excellent. A boat drifts in the middle of the ocean. The sea surface is clear and blue, like a shelf of jade stretching to infinity. In the distance, rocky capes and small islands emerge as beautiful wonders of a place thousands of miles away. The sky and the sea seemed to merge and then split in two. They were like two halves of a pearl; this boat did not know which half it was on. Comfortable and relaxed are two words used to describe this moment. Also, you can feel that you are moving with each flow, not dull and smooth. The sand wind wraps around your body and tosses you gently like a goose feather. Each wave gently patted the side of the boat as if playing, teasing. Sometimes, a few waves splashed up, clinging to the bow full of freedom. The Hai Au bird and the white colour flutter like pulling the curtain of space higher and broader. At the side of the boat, a party was being held. On the left side of the boat, Mr John Forger, Mr Tom Blackbell, and Mr Matthew Sherwood were together fishing, arguing, betting on who could catch the bigger fish or tonight whether the dolphins would follow the "trap" that Mr Tom Blackbell Forger was designed for swimming to the surface and dance or not. On the left side, Mrs Anna Blackbell, Mrs Loona Sherwood, and Mrs Diana Foger leisurely enjoyed tea. She discussed new fashion models and the beautiful scenery her father intended to invite each other to visit. Suddenly, the engine hum sounded. In the distance, a canoe is splashing water approximately. "Who is that?" Mrs Loona Sherwood asked. Mrs Anna Blackbell immediately covered her mouth and laughed. "Wow, that young sister already has bad eyes and ears. That's my daughter." Mrs Loona Sherwood softly said, "Ah": "Becky Blackbell is here." Right, when the canoe landed on the side of the boat, a girl with short curly hair, a round face, and monoid eyes wearing a blue suit, stood up and shyly bowed: "Dear parents, two aunts, and two uncles!" Mr Tom Blackbell immediately nodded and asked the employee to help the girl get on the boat. Mrs Diana Foger also immediately ran over. "Are you okay? Do you get seasick when you go ?" Becky Blackbell - the eldest aunt of the Blackbell family, shook her head slightly. Then he turned to Mrs Loona Sherwood: "Hasn't Olivia Sherwood come yet?" Then asked Mrs Anna Forger: "Where is Anya Forger, uncle?" When Mrs Diana Foger saw this, she gently scolded love. "As soon as I arrived, I asked my friends to ask, but my parents came out and they didn't care." Then she sulked and turned back inside. Mrs Anna Forger laughed heartily: "Look at how big her head is, but still childish. Later, I don't know if Becky Blackbell will marry her husband. She would always follow her back to her husband's house. Or if a husband and wife love each other, if you get jealous, you'll be miserable!" The three men on the other side burst out laughing. Becky Blackbell and Mrs Loona Sherwood could not help but cover their mouths. Mrs Loona Sherwood said gently: "Anya Forger is still sleeping. Olivia Sherwood will probably come later." Becky Blackbell replied yes, then entered Anya Forger's cabin. ____ After a very tiring morning, because she had to write invitations to send herself and personally supervise the decoration of tonight's party, Anya Forger had just laid back on the bed and slept soundly.