Fated to Be Loved by Yandere Witches – Chapter 32

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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For the first time in a very long while, Evangeline donned her battle attire. She emerged into the living room wearing a robe and hat made from rare monster hide, wielding a staff crafted from thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood.

“Johan, go to some city with Marguerite.”

“But Master…”

“No buts. I can’t fight properly with you here. Marguerite, I know you’re there. Take Johan to another city. This will be settled tomorrow, for better or worse – come back then.”

Upon hearing these words, Marguerite immediately whisked Johan away from the cabin. After confirming her beloved disciple had vanished, Evangeline stepped outside.

Fenrir, who had been waiting outside the cabin, immediately bowed to her.

Mounting Fenrir, Evangeline pointed in the direction where she sensed magical energy.

“Let’s go, Fenrir.”

[…It’s been a while.]

“Yes, several decades.”

Fighting another witch.

But even if it hadn’t been decades – even if it was her first time – she couldn’t back down. This forest was where she first met her precious disciple.

“I need to teach her what happens when you invade another witch’s territory.”

The moment she finished speaking, Fenrir dashed off in the direction Evangeline had indicated.

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“Master-!”

Just as I tried to cry out to stop her, I realized I had already been transported to the city. I immediately turned to Marguerite and shouted:

“Miss Marguerite, I need to go help Master…!”

“What could you possibly do to help?”

“What do you mean what could I do – anything is better than doing nothing here-”

“Let me be clear. You can’t do anything. Just hiding here is the best way to help. Understand?”

I closed my mouth, unable to refute her words. She was right. Though I had impulsively said I would help with blood rushing to my head, I actually had no way to assist Master.

Master herself had said my magic nullification wouldn’t be very helpful. She’d told me that even holy knights with superhuman strength gained through years of training had died helplessly before that witch.

I could do nothing. That fact left me feeling powerless.

“…Master.”

“Don’t worry. Evangeline? She’s the strongest witch I know. Your Master won’t lose.”

“But what if- what if Master does lose?”

“In that case… Evangeline wouldn’t be your immediate concern.”

Marguerite gave a bitter smile as she spoke, imagining Master’s defeat.

“All of humanity would die.”

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Whoosh!

The forest burned. The lush green forest was merely fuel to feed the fire demon’s flames.

The Fire Witch smiled as she watched the burning forest. Fire was good. Watching things burn was the best. Nothing could compare to the warmth of dancing flames.

As she stood in a daze watching the flames devour the forest, she suddenly noticed the fire retreating from the forest.

‘What…’

It was as if the flames feared the trees. Seeing the flames completely beyond her control, seemingly reluctant to even touch the trees, the witch frowned.

“You should greet the owner when visiting someone’s home.”

Thud- Someone approached while speaking those words from the distance. When the Fire Witch turned her head, she could tell from the other person’s face that they were also a witch.

An incredibly lovely face, yet something about it made your whole body shiver just from looking at it.

Even that cute face gradually began to feel as repulsive as some crawling insect.

“…A witch.”

“Hello? I’m Evangeline, the owner of this forest. And you are?”

“To think there was a witch in a place like this.”

“Hey, when someone asks you something, you should answer. How old are you? How old are you to be so rude?”

“So close by-”

The conversation wasn’t going anywhere. Realizing this, Evangeline sighed lightly and tapped Fenrir’s leg. Receiving the signal, Fenrir obeyed his master’s command.

Moving with arrow-like speed that belied his house-sized bulk, Fenrir instantly reached the Fire Witch and swung his foreleg.

The Fire Witch belatedly reacted by shooting flames, but they scattered in all directions without touching Fenrir’s body.

“Huh?”

By the time she noticed something was wrong and tried to use magic again, Fenrir’s paw had already struck her.

Hit by the several-ton monster’s foreleg, the witch went flying through the air. Watching the Fire Witch soar into the distance, smashing through countless trees, Evangeline hoped this would be the end.

‘If only she’d die from this…’

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. The witch who had been sent flying by the paw strike suddenly erupted in flames all over her body, then glared at Evangeline and Fenrir, completely unharmed.

She’s not some phoenix – how does she recover just from catching fire? Evangeline thought this while glaring back at the Fire Witch.

“Why… why didn’t you come save me?”

“Hm? What?”

“Why… even though you were so close by…”

Watching the witch mutter these words, Evangeline finally realized what she was talking about.

This witch had burned an entire city, they said. It wasn’t easy for a normal witch to act like that. Since witches were still human at their core, they wouldn’t suddenly massacre countless people.

There needed to be a proper reason. And of course, being captured and tortured by holy knights was reason enough.

“Ah, you- you were captured by holy knights?”

“Yes, and even knowing that- you didn’t come save me.”

“I see, that must have been hard. Being captured by holy knights…”

Having clashed with the church multiple times in the past, Evangeline knew well what happened to witches captured by holy knights, and could easily imagine what this witch before her had endured.

Fear and terror she could empathize with as a fellow witch. Feeling those emotions, Evangeline spoke:

“-But why should I have saved you?”

“…What?”

“You got captured because you were stupid, right? Why should another witch clean up after your stupidity?”

Hearing Evangeline’s words, the Fire Witch’s eyes flew wide open in disbelief, even in her half-crazed state. Could such words really come from the mouth of a fellow witch?

But regardless of what expression she made, Evangeline continued speaking:

“That’s just how being a witch is. We’re creatures destined to suffer for life.”

“…You.”

“You were captured by holy knights and tortured? That must have been painful. But so what? Just being born a witch is painful for me. Every day is hell. But did you ever come save me?”

The Fire Witch clenched her mouth shut and glared at the witch before her. From how she induced revulsion just by being seen, one could guess what kind of curse this witch carried.

And what kind of treatment she must have endured because of it.

But, as Evangeline had said – that pain was none of her concern either.

“-You are a creature that should not exist.”

Seeing that Evangeline would not empathize with her, the Fire Witch erupted in flames from her entire body. Seeing this, Fenrir charged in like before, but this time couldn’t approach easily.

A flame wolf, identical to Fenrir, appeared to face him. Though the flames still couldn’t touch Fenrir directly, it didn’t matter.

The flames drew back from Fenrir and condensed into a single point. The concentrated heat was lethal even without direct contact, and Fenrir’s fur tips began to burn.

[Grrrroooar-!]

Seeing Fenrir bark loudly as he fought the flame wolf, Evangeline realized she would have to face the opponent directly herself.

‘This is bad…’

Though she had put on all sorts of impressive gear, Evangeline wasn’t actually that strong a witch. More precisely, she lacked proper means of attack.

The magic of the Witch of Love – manipulating the preferences of all things in the world. This wasn’t very effective against other witches. Direct magical attacks were impossible against witches who could protect themselves with magical energy.

Of course, her defense was top-tier, able to block any witch’s attacks, and she would probably win in the end… but such a prolonged battle would result in the entire forest burning down.

‘If it’s going to burn anyway…’

Evangeline thought of the beaker in her pocket. The way to use magic that her disciple Johan had taught her. Though she still didn’t understand the principle behind it… but it would give her maximum power.

“Burn to death!”

She made all the incoming flames miss her as she slowly walked forward. The flames that missed her struck the surrounding trees, setting them ablaze.

Though the fire didn’t spread immediately to other trees, that was only a matter of time. She had to make a decision. She needed to defeat that witch very quickly.

“Die-! Just die!”

Walking toward the Fire Witch who kept firing flames tirelessly, Evangeline reached her and pulled out a beaker from her pocket.

Seeing her take out something only palm-sized after expecting some kind of attack, the Fire Witch burst out laughing.

“What do you think you can do with that?”

“Good question. I wondered that too.”

The beaker contained seawater. Her disciple Johan had explained that this seawater contained tremendous potential. Indeed it did.

She used her ability on the seawater. Though she didn’t understand the principle, she made the components of seawater repel each other.

This instantly split the seawater into oxygen and hydrogen. The water vanished, leaving only the separate elements filling the beaker.

Then once more- she used her ability. The scattered hydrogen atoms were drawn together.

As heavy deuterium became lighter helium, the lost mass was converted to energy. Energy equal to E=MC².

“Wha-”

In that moment, the sun rose on earth.
All oxygen in the area was consumed in combustion, replaced by a massive mushroom cloud.

The god of death, the destroyer of worlds, had arrived.

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The holy knights leading their army in pursuit of the witch’s trail were shocked to see the enormous mushroom cloud rising in the distance.

Their primitive medieval fantasy minds couldn’t comprehend what it was. But one thing was absolutely clear.

“God is angry!”

“His divine wrath!”

The holy knights and soldiers immediately prostrated themselves, bowing toward the direction of the mushroom cloud.

The next moment, as if in response to their actions, a massive shockwave swept through and engulfed the army.

“Aaaaargh-!”

“H-hold on! Grab onto something!”

Soldiers who couldn’t hold on were sent flying in all directions, and even those who barely managed to hang on were not left unscathed.

Only then did the blast wave end, and the soldiers gazed at the still majestically rising mushroom cloud.

“…Dear God.”

On this day, the army pursuing the witch immediately retreated.

Only a few newly inducted holy knights who didn’t value their lives – or more precisely, were forced by their seniors – headed toward that location.

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Bruh there’s no way she just casually nuked her lmaooooo