Fated to Be Loved by Yandere Witches – Chapter 38

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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The man charged.

Though it was just one step from a standstill, he accelerated to full speed instantly, suggesting professional training.

This explained why I couldn’t react to his movements. Going from 0 to 100 in an instant, my eyes couldn’t keep up.

However, that was only by my human standards.

“Ha, really… even if I’m invisible, is that any reason to underestimate me?”

The speed apparently wasn’t that impressive by witch standards, as Marguerite muttered this while using powerful magic.

The spatial magic she had used before on Hecaterina, the witch disguised as a holy knight. An instant-kill technique that could blow away body parts shot toward the man.

However, the moment the magic collided with his head, space itself seemed to pixelate and shake before deflecting the magic entirely.

“Wh-what?”

While Marguerite let out a startled voice, shocked that her magic hadn’t worked, I quickly ran forward and swung my sword against his.

A mass-produced weapon I had bought in the city.

Steel met steel as the swords clashed. Yet somehow his sword felt harder.

Clang-! Clang!

After a couple of lightning-fast exchanges, the man used some technique to send my sword flying far away with an almost magical movement.

After deflecting my sword, the man frowned and glared at where Marguerite should be.

“What are you doing? Kill me quickly, witch.”

Then he thrust his sword lightly at me. Though I barely managed to dodge his blade, I couldn’t avoid it completely.

Having my neck cut, I learned firsthand how terrifying it was to have a long piece of metal aimed at your life, and how horrifying it felt when it actually made contact.

‘Oh shit…!’

It seemed impossible to dodge twice, but the man immediately recovered his sword and attempted another attack. As I squeezed my eyes shut sensing death, just like before, the man’s entire body became distorted with static.

Though not enough to take him down, it succeeded in halting his movement momentarily – I immediately pulled back.

When the man’s temporarily frozen body returned to normal, he frowned and declared:

“-How pathetic. Is this all you can do? Then was knocking me out before just luck?”

“What’s he talking about?”

“I don’t know either.”

“This guy’s really crazy… well, anyway. I think I’ve figured out his secret.”

Marguerite said this while gesturing toward the man as if testing something. The man who had been distorting with static was suddenly moved backward.

Seeing this, Marguerite grinned as if confirming her theory. Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked her:

“What did you do?”

“Looking at it now, this guy- attacks don’t work on him. Whether it’s trying to blow his head off with magic, burying him in the ground, or throwing him into the sky – if there’s killing intent, nothing works at all.”

“Yes. And?”

“So this time I just moved him backward without trying to kill him. And look- ta-da, it worked!”

And this fact led to one conclusion: We didn’t need to fight him at all, we could just run away.

As long as Marguerite the Witch of Space was here, he could never catch us. We could just send him flying away whenever he found us.

“Well then, let’s run away now.”

“…No. Let’s not run.”

“What? You want to fight that thing?”

I nodded. Not only would running away when we’d done nothing wrong hurt my pride… more importantly, this was the type who would become even more persistent after being evaded once.

Someone who would use any means necessary to achieve his goal. Rather than leave him alone to plot who knows what schemes from who knows where, it would be better to end this while we could.

However, Marguerite shook her head as if disagreeing.

“I told you already. All attacks miss him.”

“But… I knocked him out before, didn’t I? My attacks definitely work on him.”

If his attack immunity came from magic cast by the witch who cursed him, then to me, who could nullify any magic, he was just a large fast punching bag.

Convinced of this, I whispered my plan to Marguerite. Hearing it, she grinned too as if finding it interesting.

Though the man who had been far away had somehow reached right in front of us, it didn’t matter. The magic had already been activated.

The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and we returned home.

“Maaaaasteeeeer-!!!”

That is, to the cabin where the world’s strongest witch lived.

“Help meeeee!!”

BOOM-!!

As the cabin exploded, Master came running out.

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The scenery changed. Ludwig, who had thought they might be trying to escape, felt relieved seeing Johan still standing before him.

If the enemy witch had the power to traverse space, it would be impossible for him to pursue.

‘…Magic that crosses space? Then how did he break through my curse-‘

Each person could only possess one type of magic.. Though it could be applied differently, you couldn’t exceed your primary category. No matter how he thought about it, it should be impossible for space-crossing magic to nullify his immortality magic.

It was an invincible magic that could even deflect holy knights’ blades. The worst curse that had forcibly extended his life for hundreds of years.

However, he had no time to think about such things. Because Johan, whom he had been chasing, suddenly shouted:

“Master-!! Help me!”

The moment he shouted, an explosion rang out from far away. Simultaneously, someone descended before him.

Abundant silver hair and a voluptuous figure. A woman whose beautiful features combined to create an atmosphere so revoltingly hateful it made one’s limbs curl up.

From the discrepancy between the visual information and what his brain registered, Ludwig realized the woman before him was a witch.

Evangeline, who had appeared hearing the cry for help, pointed at Ludwig and asked:

“This one?”

“Yes! And he has magic that makes attacks not work!”

“Ha, magic that makes attacks not work?”

Evangeline smiled mockingly as she pointed at Ludwig. Then all things in the world began to turn against him.

Gravity, air, wind, sunlight, flying birds, the ground he stood on, surrounding trees and leaves, insects crawling on those leaves, even the microorganisms parasitizing those insects-

The entire planet turned hostile.
It was an attack that would kill just from breathing, so Ludwig felt his body freeze for a moment when he took just a slight breath.

The filtering process unique to his immortality magic. When receiving a lethal attack, movement would freeze like this while gaining immunity to that attack.

However, for some reason his body kept freezing repeatedly now.

Evangeline didn’t miss the opening this created.

“You dare target our Johan?”

Countless magical projectiles formed above her head. Though it was a simple brute force attack of concentrated mana, its power was undeniable.

The magical projectiles fired at Ludwig with Evangeline’s gesture demonstrated enough destructive force to tear up the earth as they instantly engulfed his body.

“That’s the end.”

Having seemingly dealt with Ludwig in an instant, Evangeline turned around.

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After overwhelming Ludwig with her attack, Evangeline immediately ran to Johan.

“Johaaaan-! Master took care of him! You’re not hurt anywhere!?”

“…Master. Did you say you took care of him?”

“Hm? Yes! No one could survive that attack…”

“He’s not dead yet! Don’t let your guard down, defend, defend!”

Though Evangeline found it strange that he hadn’t died from that attack, she chose to trust her disciple rather than doubt him, even if she was being deceived.

Turning around again to look where she had fired her attack, a single shadow began trudging forward through the countless rising clouds of dust.

“So not you either.”

Emerging without a single scratch, Ludwig glared fiercely at Johan and asked:

“Then you have a secret?”

“…Yes.”

“I targeted the wrong person from the start. I almost killed someone who could break my curse with my own hands… no, perhaps this too is part of the curse.”

Ludwig said this with a bitter smile. Though he could directly resist all deaths, if an unavoidable death were to come, the situation itself would be prevented from occurring.

If an earthquake was fated to bury him, it would either redirect the earthquake elsewhere or prevent him from going to where it would strike – his fate would intervene to protect him even against destiny.

It must have been the same this time. Meeting someone who could nullify his curse was equivalent to facing death.

So it made him try to escape death by killing Johan with his own hands, even though death was what he truly desired…

“I apologize. So… would you kill me?”

“…What if I refuse?”

“I’ll make you hate me enough to want to kill me.”

“Couldn’t we just send you very far away from here?”

“Even if it takes years or decades, I’ll find you. If you’re dead, I’ll find the witches here and kill them. No, killing won’t be enough – I’ll rape and torment them until you regret not killing me then-”

“Why go so far?”

Master, who had been quietly listening to Ludwig’s words, tilted her head and looked at him as if wondering why he needed to go to such lengths.

Hearing her words, Ludwig began sharing his story, probably thinking they would want to kill him after hearing his explanation.

“-I was a holy knight.”

“…A holy knight? Looking like that?”

“Yes. Hundreds of years ago, I participated in a holy war to kill the Immortal Witch – a very old and ancient holy knight.”

The ‘was’ implied he was no longer a holy knight. Well – even Johan could understand that religious clergy wouldn’t look kindly on an immortal being who couldn’t die.

The church would have tried to either imprison him for life or find some way to kill him. The fact that he was here now meant they had ultimately failed.

“As you know, I succeeded in killing the Immortal Witch.”

“…I know, her death was quite shocking even among us.”

“As she died, she told me this. She said ‘Live in my place.'”

“…Huh?”

But something was strange. The Immortal Witch telling a holy knight to live in her place? Witches don’t think negatively about their lives just because they’ve lived long.

Unlike humans who age and sicken after living just a bit longer, they don’t easily age or get sick – and they don’t try to end their lives from depression either. There was no reason for her to tell a holy knight who came to kill her to live…

“Thanks to that, my beloved left me behind. I wandered for hundreds of years trying to meet her again, but couldn’t. Because she was already dead.”

Hearing this story, Johan’s mouth fell open. The story had suddenly turned into a romance drama.

And he carefully began watching Evangeline’s reaction.

“Now I might have a way to meet her again. Kill me, and let me meet her again. I… want to meet her once more.”

A sweet love story. Painfully heart-wrenching…

And Evangeline, the Witch of Love, was weak to such love stories.

“Johan. Isn’t there something we can do…?”

Enough to listen to even an enemy’s story.

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