Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Imperial Capital, Widowmaker District, No. 32 Jingui Street.

The mansion, which had been silent for half a year, finally became lively again.

Orange-red lights illuminate the living room, bringing a bit of warmth to the late autumn night.

The carriage with its matte black carriage stopped beside a street covered with fiery red maple leaves. The black vulture pattern engraved with gold wire on the carriage's side was unusually bright, as if the black vulture in the coat of arms would spread its wings and fly at any time.

"Long time no see, my dear husband."

Isadella stepped down from the carriage.

Today, her clothing is no longer the black military uniform of the Foresta Empire, but a crescent-white windbreaker.

Under the pure white navy beret, pure white long hair flows down like a waterfall.

She crossed her arms and looked at Xia Ya who came out to greet her in front of the mansion. The plumpness that was about to come out outlined the thrilling curves under the plain white windbreaker.

It seems that every time Char sees Isadella, she has a different style, a majestic princess, an untainted knight king, a gorgeous queen... The only thing in common is that they are all stunning and breathtaking. So beautiful.

if--

Ignore the dangerous arc that is quietly sketching out of the corner of Isadella's mouth at this moment.

"Even though I was extremely confident of your victory from the beginning."

"However, seeing you truly return is a happy event worthy of national celebration."

"but--"

"Don't you think you've been a little biased recently..."

"My royal husband."

On Isadella's pretty face, the faint smile became more and more obvious.

"Even if I know that Xiao Ai and the others are your inseparable partners, I have promised you that I will not embarrass you because of those meaningless jealousies... That is not in line with my identity."

"But, at least in the eyes of the people of the empire -"

"Your first identity is me, the husband of the current queen and the future prince of the empire."

"Instead of the master of the White Tower, or the lover of the eldest lady of the Winter Flower family..."

She got off the carriage and came to Xia step by step.

Those beautiful red eyes stared straight into Xia Ya's eyes.

"Could it be that in your mind, my ranking is actually lower than Xiao Ai, Sylvia and the others?"

"Otherwise, why can Xiao Ai and the others know the full story of your trip to the First Epoch, but on my side, they only mentioned it casually during chatting."

"And after you came back, you also looked for Xiao Ai and Sylvia first..."

"And he never came directly to the palace to find me."

hiss--

Facing the beautiful queen who was so close, her beautiful eyes flashed with dangerous light.

Xia Ya couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

What kind of proposition is this?

In fact, among the women with whom he had a clear relationship, Char did spend less time with Isadella.

This is mainly because Isadella, Sylvia, and Xiao Ai are all different.

In addition to her status as "Char's fiancée", Isadella is also the empress of the Forresta Empire, which is currently waiting for success.

Compared with her, Xiao Ai naturally needless to say, although Alora now also has the title of deputy leader of the sword holder within the empire, and can be regarded as a genuine high-level empire.

Before that, Alora also held a position in the military...

But the reason why Aurora holds these positions is that Char's current status requires her to do so, and she also wants to help Char.

If one day Char breaks with the empire and chooses to defect from the empire...

Then Aurora would only leave with Char without hesitation, and treat everything she had in the empire now, including power, wealth, reputation and status, as insignificant.

Just as they had agreed in the snowy fields of Ceylon, she would only live for Char.

Although Sylvia is the master of the White Tower in name, in fact, whether it is Sylvia or the Silent Singer Isveda, the senior executives of the White Tower also know... Sylvia herself is a brand, or It's just a matter of saying that the shopkeeper hands it off.

In fact, the internal affairs of the White Tower are all left to Isveda. The Silent Singer has been frantically consulting the Alchemy School on the latest development progress of the hair care potion.

As for Sylvia, on weekdays, she would only occasionally attend meetings with the White Tower's high-level officials, and that would be enough, and she would just stay in a daze in meetings every day.

For them, Char can be said to be most of the meaning of life.

But Isadella was different.

As the heir to the empire and becoming the queen of the empire, this is the education and responsibility Isadella has received since she was a child, and it is the entire meaning of her past life.

Even now, after experiencing the journey of becoming the King of Knights and establishing a dream zone, her mentality has changed - but the rise and fall of the empire is still a mission that she cannot give up.

At this time, all the old nobles have collapsed, the power within the imperial capital has been reshuffled, and it is a key node for the transfer of imperial power... As the new emperor who succeeded to the throne, Isadella has too many things and government affairs, and military affairs need to be done by her personally Make a decision.

Because of this, because she was worried about disturbing Isadella's own affairs, Char did have many things that she just briefly talked about in casual chats with Isadella, but never explained them in detail.

Because in his subconscious understanding, this is something that he should do himself, and Isadella should not be bothered in her busy schedule.

Of course, it really has to be the other way around and understand it as Her Majesty the Queen said.

This can indeed be regarded as when facing Isadella, Xia could not truly open up her heart like she did when facing Sylvia and Xiao Ai.

"Aren't I worried that Your Majesty is busy with your affairs..."

Xia Ya spoke carefully.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Isadella.

"Needless to say, I actually know everything."

"In your eyes, I am the Queen of the Empire first, and then your lover and partner."

"This difference has destined the relationship between you and me. We cannot be like Miss Sylvia, or like Xiao Ai, a girl who belongs only to you and truly lives only for each other."

Isadella blinked her beautiful red eyes.

The color in those beautiful eyes is no longer dangerous, but has a bit more meaning that is difficult to identify.

"I'm just saying this to tell you, Xia."

"I can never be the same existence as Xiao Ai, and I don't want to be the copy or shadow of another woman in your heart."

"I am me, Isadella von Fresbergu... I hope this name has a unique weight in your heart that is not similar to anyone else."

"However, when it comes to my feelings for you, I think that I will not be inferior to Xiao Ai or inferior to Sylvia."

"What they can do, I can also do -"

"for example……"

The corners of Isadella's mouth moved slightly, she came close to Charia, and spoke in a very low voice in Chara's ear:

"For you, I will give up my entire empire and everything I have now."

"It's not impossible to rewrite history again and create a new fantasy zone like I did before."

The sound was extremely slight.

Even Sylvia and Aurora, who were preparing a family dinner in the mansion not far away, couldn't hear it with their powers of perception at the level of the powerful ones on the throne.

However, as someone who is extremely familiar with the character of the empress of the empire in front of her.

However, Char could detect the unshakable determination in Isadella's words from the soft whisper.

She is such a person, proud and self-centered. Once she speaks her words, she will not be swayed by anyone's will.

"In my heart, your status is more important than my current imperial throne."

"I belong to you."

"Isadella von Fresberg, first of all, I am your lover and fiancée, and secondly, the empress of the empire."

"If you open your mouth, then let me abandon everything in the current empire and bear the risk of never returning."

"I am willing to take the Holy Sword and go with you to the historical reverberations of the First Age, and sleep together at the bottom of the abyss for five hundred years."

"Only this point, I hope you can remember it firmly, Xia Ya."

As she spoke, she took a step back slightly.

He was no longer close to Xia Ya's ear, but in front of Xia Ya, looking at Xia Ya carefully with those beautiful red eyes.

Not only that, Xia Ya also clearly felt...

In the mysteriously mapped star realm, the holy sword contracted with Isadella was blooming with dazzling brilliance at this moment.

That gentle, yet majestic and profound mystery was gently sweeping over his body and soul.

Then, he removed some of the hidden wounds and weakness on Xiaya’s body that was still slightly uncomfortable due to sleeping for a long time...

And, the souls that were still a little weak because of five hundred years of gaming have all been replenished and enriched.

This is a novel experience that Chara has never had before.

In the past days, Char had faced the power of the Holy Sword, but that was in the historical reverberation of the Third Age, when he still wore a whirlpool mask and appeared as "Black Knight Cain".

The holy sword penetrated his chest, and the huge golden light destroyed all the vitality in his body.

Now as a friend, this is the first time that Char has experienced the protection of the holy sword.

Unlike the Holy Spear Lungominiad.

The Holy Spear is the anchor of the storm, the embodiment of the Tower at the End of the World that anchors the outside of the world and the inside of the world.

What it represents is pure destruction that controls the storm and thunder.

Although the contract of the holy spear can also bring the protection of immortality, the protection of immortality is only immortality. It can even be understood as some kind of curse, which can only help the contractor to hang on to the final straw when he is seriously injured. Just one breath.

The Holy Sword is different.

The meaning of its birth is "salvation".

It is true that when facing the opposite of justice and the disaster as the enemy of the savior, the holy sword can also burst out with brilliant majestic power, crushing the darkness like golden divine punishment.

But similarly, the holy sword of salvation naturally has a salvation aspect.

It is an ideal place that stands on the seat of disaster, can restore broken things to their original state, can heal all pain, and heal all resentments.

It is not simply immortality, but it can heal all pains in the soul and body.

At this moment, when the blessing of the Holy Spear shines.

Even with Char's current status, he also felt the warmth and comfort all over his body.

Originally, Char planned to spend several months or even several years to slowly recover and slowly recover from the sequelae of sleeping for 500 years, but now all of them have been cured and completely eliminated.

"That's right."

"If you keep looking sick, how can you be my husband?"

Isadella stood in front of Char and looked at his whole body carefully.

Until the golden light of the holy sword slowly dimmed, she nodded with satisfaction.

Having said that, a trace of imperceptible fatigue flashed in her red eyes.

The more powerful the life, the more difficult it is to heal the injury.

For example, if a first-level beastmaster who has just entered the extraordinary realm is injured, then even if the injury is serious, any monarch-level healing pet skill can heal it.

However, potions and healing skills that can heal mythical creatures, or beings beyond the boundaries of the throne, have never existed in history.

This is why most extraordinary people can recover in a few weeks or months after being injured, while demigods and pseudo-gods who suffer serious injuries often need thousands of years, or even several epochs of sleep, to recover through a long period of time.

And even holy relics... from ancient times to the present, there are only a few of them.

How could Isadella, the master of the holy sword, not pay a price to cure the hidden injuries and sequelae that Char himself was quite troublesome to cure?

However, she forcibly suppressed the fatigue in her eyes.

However, the next moment.

Isadella saw the boy in front of her stretch out his hands.

She did not resist, and let her body fall into Char's arms.

"Although I know that my husband is invincible... I have never doubted that you will lose."

"But, to see you come back safely-"

"I am really happy."

She hugged Char's neck like this and whispered in the boy's ear.

"As for your preference for Xiao Ai and the others, I will forgive you this time."

"However, forgiveness is forgiveness, but I am the empress of the empire after all, and I have to have some dignity."

The cunning look on Isadella's pretty face became more and more obvious.

"So, Xia, my husband——"

"Tonight..."

"Be prepared to commit a great crime of disrespect to the empress of the empire."