The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 47 - The Male Witch of the Past

Clara threw her body on the bed. It was because too much of it sat up all night, his body could barely be moved anymore.

She daydreams long enough, ignoring Jean who is putting her breakfast on the table. Clara thinks about a lot of things. Whether it was the state of the Wayne family, someone who called him Master or a new feeling in his heart.

"I wonder how Allen is doing now? Also Mr. Hendrick. Avrim hasn't returned yet..."

"Miss, if Miss feels lonely here. What if I go shopping at the market tonight? Tonight downtown will be crowded."

Clara suddenly replenished her spirit and sat facing Jean with sparkling eyes.

"really? Did ya? Is there a night market in the city center? I'll go with you Jean!"

"Thank God that Miss wants to."

"Jean."

"Yes Miss?"

"Is it true what you said before? That His Majesty won't make a harem in his palace? I think only Agapanthus can do that." Chirps Clara.

"That's right Miss. Only one of the many noble girls is in Hortensia." Said Jean casually as she poured tea into Clara's cup.

"Ba..noble! Must nobles?!"

Then my chance almost disappeared...

"Eh? There is no doubt about it, Miss. Also, the emperors before His Majesty chose their wives from among the nobles. If it does not go that way, the origin of the girl needs to be questioned. Can - can the girl be called a witch. It's still good to be excommunicated, there's a chance he's burned alive - living like a legend in circulation isn't it? Not a girl." Jean shrinks the volume at the end of the sentence.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Using magic to attract the attention of the opposite sex is a prohibition on this Hortensia even I think up to the entire Herbras."

"Did anyone get that cruel punishment?"

"It used to be because someone used magic with penyena - mena so that he was burned alive - alive. It's not because he uses love pellets. But still, misusing magic is not a good deed."

"The point is, don't abuse the magic you have then you'll be fine. Isn't she?" Ask Clara.

"That's right Miss. Even Aunt Avrim has it too, Miss knows about it, right?"

Clara nodded, "When the escape, my arms and shoulders were injured. I felt like my wounds were healing too quickly, and it turned out that Avrim was the one who did it."

"Did Jean have it too? That super-fast healing ability...?" Ask Clara.

Jean floundered, not knowing what to answer. "Ah Miss! Doesn't Miss want to be ready? Tonight we're going to colonize the entire night market, right?"

"True as well. But it's still tonight, I just ate my breakfast."

Jean's acting weird, don't don't don't she have one, too?

...❀...

In a place filled with darkness, many people came in crowds carrying torches in their hands. They also simultaneously threw all the torches in one place.

Where there's someone tied up in a big, tall wood. For whatever reason, the wood burned more slowly than someone tied to it. The people who threw torches at the young man. Started to curse, curse, insult to give the man all the bad prayers.

Unfortunately, even though people hate it. But the young man did not pay attention to him at all. He preferred to laugh out loud - bahak resembles a madman. Makes people hate him even more.

"Aahaha! So stupid! You are too stupid to understand what this world wants! You greedy man!" The young man chided the sea of humans below him.

There are many people who hate this young man. There was only one person who gave him a look full of worry and pity. A girl who thinks that young man is her best friend.

He wanted to cry, but the current situation would not make people sympathize with him and stop this ritual of burning.

"Stop..." His issue, his gaze kept glued to the young man.

From the beginning there was nothing good about this.

No one benefits.

It was true what the young man said. Man is but a handful of foolish beings who struggle to fulfill his sheer lust. The greed in them slowly but surely will swallow them in a worse state than his current self.

"What pathetic....! Burn me alive - live only for your satisfaction.?. peace? What a funny reason! You guys are joking, aren't you? There is no way you will get results without sacrifice. It's true that I put a 'tamak' stamp on all of you. Hehe..."

Even though the man was shouting out loud, the people who wished to burn him did not hear the little chatter. They continuously threw all sorts of materials to make the fire bigger.

The man looked at the girl who was shedding tears for him. Then he smiled faintly and muttered softly.

"See you later in the day. We'll meet as different people, Young Miss."

...❀...

"Well..." Clara retracted her consciousness, she daydreamed for quite a while.

"What's wrong Miss?" Jean, who was still loyal beside him, asked.

"Nothing, just wondering when His Majesty will be home?"

"Miss, Your Majesty just left this morning and it's not even lunch time yet. Miss knows it's not that Your Majesty will be back tomorrow afternoon?"

Clara snatched away the upset. He got up from his chair violently and pulled Jean by the hand. "Then just now!"

"Did? What Miss?"

With a fixed look on Jean, Clara said. "We'll cook lunch for ourselves. And eat together anywhere after. And finally gossiped about His Majesty until the night market started. Good idea, right?"

"Well, except for the idea of gossiping His Majesty. I'm not sure about that..."

"Huh! There is no need to think about His Majesty's feelings. Your Majesty just doesn't think about our feelings."

"Miss..." Jean melengos heard it.

Arriving at the palace kitchen, the chef stared at their presence full of curiosity. "Mm, Jean and Miss Scoleths. What's up - coming to the back kitchen?"

"We want to help you cook!" Answer Clara energetic.

"Sorry...?"

"I'm sorry, Nero. Miss suddenly wants to cook for herself. It's okaywhat's it?" Freshman Jean.

The chef, Nero nodded with a big smile. "As it seems, alright Miss Scoleths would like to cook what? Let me help you get the ingredients."

"I want to make a lot of cookies. For a snack at once I'll take it to the night market with Jean. Without snacks my life feels empty, right Nero?"

"A. Yes, Miss!"

"Then for lunch?" Ask Jean.

"Make it as usual. We make it for the lunch first. After lunch is over, make the cookies." Clara said, her spirit still remains the same.

"All right, Miss."

Clara was happy because she was allowed to cook (disrupt) in the palace kitchen. Jean followed Clara.

Because she thinks her hair will get in the way, Clara ties her hair. She also wears a plain white apron as well as one or two hairpins for her haircut that escaped her bond. He kept the ranunculus flower-shaped jade flops in his apron pouch so as not to get dirty. He also folded his sleeves.

"Miss is really going to follow, eh? Can Miss cook?" Ask Nero.

"Don't underestimate me! Even though I look like a house girl whose hobby is shutting herself up. But I'm the figure of a dream wife."

Miss is very confident.

Miss Scoleths is filled with a lot of energy.

"So Nero, what are we gonna do???"

Jean frowned. "We?"

"That's right Jean. We are three! Me, Nero and Jean."

Jean frantically looked at Nero, unfortunately Nero did not even care about it, he was currently preparing tools and ingredients to cook lunch. As if saying 'don't involve me' in his eyes.

Jean glanced again at Clara, hoping Clara's eyes really overwhelmed Jean. And finally she helps Clara and Nero cook in the kitchen.

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