bookrandom Chapter 389 When someone accuses you of witchcraft, you'd better actually know it.
Chapter 389 When someone accuses you of witchcraft, you'd better actually know it.
The conflict between the Dark Clan and the Quark Clan gradually came to a complete end.
Even the gloomy duchess stopped going out to fight one after another. For several days in a row, Miya Xing saw the gloomy duchess come excitedly and leave angrily.
It's as if they made a special trip just to get scolded and angry.
Rumors have resurfaced that Black Qua is preparing to renegotiate the magic contract.
Perhaps because no one was stopping them, both sides became quieter and quieter, and opinions split into two camps, with one camp believing that both sides were gathering strength for a real battle.
As someone in the know, Miya Xing was unclear about the reasons for the ceasefire between the two sides, but he knew that the real war was not coming soon as people were anxious about.
The Dark Lord and the leaders of the Quark race seem to be waiting for the same opportunity.
"The Quark race is tired of the Dark Emperor resurrecting and bouncing around every now and then, and the Dark Emperor is also tired of bouncing around for a while and then reincarnating again," he pondered.
The opportune moment for the Dark Emperor is the power of the Dark God, and the opportune moment for the Quark Clan is the birth of the Minotaur Messenger.
"Do the Quark race... now know about Minova's existence?"
During his travels to various planets, he pieced together the story that the universe had been peaceful for over five hundred years, and that Princess Naya and the Cute Knight were merely legends of unknown origin before the establishment of the Cute Academy.
Oh, even the Dark Emperor is a legend.
Before he reappeared out of thin air, the Dark Clan had been trying to distance themselves from the Dark Emperor.
The person who spread this legend must be a quark who deeply dislikes the Dark Clan.
Five hundred years is neither a long nor a short time, but for some reason, those who firmly believe that the legend is not a legend cannot produce any evidence.
Before the Dark Lord appeared, the veracity of rumors was as uncertain as which variety of bananas the elves ate best.
The controversy has always existed, but it's not important.
The story of heroes sacrificing themselves to protect the universe has always been beloved by people on all planets. The appearance of the Dark Emperor confirmed part of the legend, and the establishment of the Moe Academy allowed those who wanted to maintain a peaceful life to breathe a sigh of relief.
We discovered the pine tree too early.
Five Stars did not appear at the same time as Princess Naya, and the Dark Emperor did not stand there waiting to be killed.
“Even the Dark Emperor has become a rumor,” those with infamous reputations are most likely to be remembered with eternal infamy, “Does anyone really know that the Minotaur’s Messenger exists?”
The Venerable Elder Vassilis, whom Professor Qian Jin mentioned, seems to have a very comprehensive understanding of the matter.
But apart from the time he drank Teacher Kiki's potion, Teacher Qian Jin never mentioned Elder Vance's name again.
He asked about it, but Professor Qian Jin said he didn't know it.
I also flipped through history books, but they were history books about the Quark and Dark races.
The former was full of great achievements, while the latter was in utter chaos.
"I wish I had the chance to visit the Quark tribe now."
He was curious about the current situation of the Quark race, and also about the bully named Campbell he encountered in the witch world.
As he stared at the floor, his thoughts raced. A gust of wind blew past him, ruffling his hair and blurring his vision. He squinted and saw the gloomy duchess, who was so enraged that she seemed to be blowing air around herself.
Oh~ so this is what the gloomy duchess meant when she said she pinned Ribusi to the ground and trampled her.
“Your Majesty the Gloomy Duchess, welcome back.” Mr. Carrington said the same lines as always, his tone and manners unchanged.
In the present day, especially to the ears of the gloomy Duchess, it has a jarring and unpleasant feel to it.
The gloomy duchess never sulks to herself.
"You, and you too!"
Somehow, the blame was shifting to himself.
Miya Xing was bewildered: "Me?"
"Yes! You! And the wasteland! I won't let any of you go!" she said, gritting her teeth and stomping her foot as she walked away.
Did nothing.
Four hundred years later, the gloomy duchess acts eccentrically, and having not experienced more than two hundred years of "prisonment," she acts even more flamboyantly.
It would be much easier to go back using magic, but every time I just walk in and walk back.
They must also put on a show of finding fault, and look victorious after successfully finding fault.
It's not very easy for people to understand.
He had heard of the gloomy duchess's provocations towards Ribusi, which were nothing more than the Dark Emperor's high regard for her and her widespread fame among the Dark Clan and the Quark Clan.
This is something that her future self would want to fight with if she heard it.
Miya Xing listened to it once and never listened to it a second time.
She was afraid that if she couldn't control her expression, she would incur the wrath of the gloomy duchess.
"I was still taken out on them."
"Are you afraid of her?"
The desolation seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and the leisurely tone of the voice made him feel uneasy.
It seems that ever since she went to Dark Night's place, she has fallen in love with the elusive nature of her appearances.
Miya Xing hadn't gotten used to her gradually drifting away.
He joked, "With adults protecting me, of course I won't be afraid."
The gloomy duchess from four hundred years in the future was so deeply ingrained in people's minds that even when faced with the current gloom, Miya Xing couldn't feel any fear or apprehension.
There was a subtle sympathy, though.
Upon hearing this, Huangwu merely raised an eyebrow indifferently.
The days flowed by peacefully, like water gently lapping at the shore.
One day, the Demon Lord of the Dark Desert brought back a human who couldn't use magic from Earth.
Mingmo brought that human girl here before, and they came to discuss something with Huangwu.
Ya Xing couldn't hear their conversation, but the little girl was right next to him, clutching her dress tightly and refusing to get close to anyone.
Mr. Carrington said the girl had no father; her mother died in a witch hunt.
The death was neither dramatic nor classic.
Of course, witches were not dealt with on the spot once identified.
There is a procedure for this.
They could defend themselves during their trial, and they could also prove that they were not witches.
The witch is considered to be as light as a feather in the judgment, with a standard of five kilograms.
The girl's mother weighed over five kilograms.
But this doesn't prove it's not a witch; in the lore, it's very likely the devil adding weight.
The kind and honest people are certainly willing to give it another chance.
There are many ways to identify a witch, one of which is: throw a person into the water; if they float, they are a witch.
As mentioned in the previous point, witches are described as being as light as a feather.
The poor woman couldn't float.
However, this does not prove that she is not a witch.
If she were slightly luckier, and the priest in her parish, like most priests, opposed witch hunts and was willing to offer refuge to those accused of witchcraft, then proving she wasn't a witch would be just as simple—
Enter the church.
Because churches are sacred places.
Unfortunately, she wasn't lucky enough.
Her daughter was slightly luckier than her.
The Dark Desert had no interest in interfering in the infighting among humans, and the map that the Wasteland had given him was a bit outdated, so he couldn't find the place for a while.
So I stopped to ask for directions.
Those who hadn't had enough of the excitement could tell from his solitary walk and attire that he came from out of town and had some money.
From a brief chat, I learned that he had a foreign accent, no other relatives, and was a traveler who came here in search of something.
It's really impractical for someone to travel such a long distance alone; there were probably people traveling with him, but they may have gotten separated.
They asked, but Mingmo did not refute them.
He seemed quite impatient with the villagers' enthusiastic inquiries.
He just wanted to ask for directions.
Everyone was talking about something else.
Seeing that he wanted to leave, the villagers were instantly angered by his perfunctory attitude.
A hand was held out in front of him: "Sir, the devil has been very active recently, and many people have been bewitched by him."
So--
"You must prove that you are not a wizard and that your mind has not been bewitched by the devil."
A group of people blocked his way.
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