Fated to Be Loved by Yandere Witches – Chapter 55

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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“Training’s over for today.”

“Hah, haaah-! Th-thank you for the training…!”

“Thank you sir…”

The trainees trembled like newborn fawns after training. I watched them quietly before adding advice about nutrition.

“Make sure to eat properly today even if you’re tired. Especially protein – eat meat until you’re stuffed.”

“Y-yes sir…”

“Dismissed.”

I left the training grounds and headed to where I was supposed to meet Marguerite – an inn near the central plaza. People were bustling about as dusk approached.

Time passed unnoticed as I watched people through the small window in the inn room.

Glancing at the clock, I realized it was slightly past our meeting time.

‘…Why isn’t she here?’

Though clocks were expensive, they weren’t particularly rare for witches who typically had considerable wealth. After living for hundreds of years, both Master and Marguerite had amassed substantial fortunes without even trying.

Master’s cabin had several large clocks to begin with. There was no way to lose track of time.

‘Did something… happen?’

Marguerite not showing up meant something had happened to her. And there weren’t many possibilities for what could happen to her while quietly staying at the cabin.

Only one thing – Master discovering we’d had sex and fighting breaking out… but we’d taken every precaution to avoid discovery, and unless Marguerite mentioned it herself, there was practically no chance of being found out.

And since mentioning it would instantly start a fight, there was no reason for Marguerite to bring it up.

‘It’s probably fine.’

I waited mindlessly for Marguerite to arrive.

The sun completely disappeared, darkness settled in, and it became that quintessential medieval fantasy night with only faint lamplight flickering in the dark.

Marguerite never came.

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“That’s it for today’s training.”

“Hah- haah!”

Watching the trainees collapse from exhaustion, I quickly headed to Elicis’s office. I knocked briefly and entered without waiting for permission. Though Elicis frowned slightly at my rudeness, now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

“Elicis, I need some time off.”

“Time off? You’ve only been here two days?”

“Yeah. Something big seems to have happened. I can’t contact Master. I think something’s wrong.”

“…That is serious. Do you need a carriage?”

“No, I’ll run there. I just came to ask for tomorrow’s class off.”

Elicis looked at me incredulously when I said I’d run to the cabin that was over two days away by carriage, but humans were naturally good at long-distance running.

Additionally, with my mana-enhanced body, I could maintain a full sprint all day. It would be tiring and difficult, but doable.

“Alright, I’ll cover tomorrow’s class. Be careful.”

“Thanks.”

Setting aside my instructor duties, I immediately bolted from town toward Master’s cabin, running mindlessly.

Certain that something must have happened to either Master or Marguerite.

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Waking up in the ruined cabin, Beatrice realized she was alone and began sobbing while hugging her dolls.

Just recently, Johan, Evangeline, and Marguerite had been here. Adults who cared for her despite her youth and inability to communicate.

But now? No one remained. As if saying everything she’d experienced was just a dream, not even traces remained.

“Johan, Johaan… where did you go…”

Meanwhile, the surrounding air pulsed rhythmically. Each time intense magical energy erupted from beyond this space, Beatrice trembled in terror.

She shook with fear, cried from loneliness, despaired at being abandoned again, and felt anger welling up at everything in the world.

She looked at the dolls in her arms. No response came when she spoke to them. Now even the dolls wouldn’t talk to her.

The reason wasn’t hard to guess. Dolls couldn’t talk to begin with. She had unconsciously used ventriloquism out of loneliness.

After spending these past few days freely conversing with Johan who could actually communicate with her, her unconscious had forgotten how to do ventriloquism.

Forgotten so completely she couldn’t remember even now when she desperately needed it.

“No, nooo… Johan, Johaan… Evangeline… Marguerite…”

She called out desperately. But no one answered.

At this moment, she was alone again.

This time even her dolls had abandoned her.

She was completely, utterly isolated in this world.

“Huu- huuk!”

Nausea suddenly rose and her head began spinning. Beatrice tried to fight back the nausea with deep breaths.

It wasn’t easy. She ended up vomiting on the floor, and the smell made her vomit again – seeing the dirty floor made her vomit yet again.

She threw up until nothing remained, and still not enough, she cried and sniveled.

She lay face down on the bed hugging her doll, just crying endlessly.

“…Beatrice?”

When she started hearing things, she realized she must have truly gone mad. Though even if she was mad, it was a sweet voice she’d wanted to hear.

Johan’s voice, the voice she’d been searching for all day, sounding as vivid as if he were right beside her…

“Beatrice, are you alright?”

“…Eh, ehh?”

She lifted her head slightly. Johan was really there before her. His sweat-soaked appearance seemed too real to be just a hallucination beyond auditory.

The mix of her vomit smell and his sweat smell proved it wasn’t even a hallucination. This was reality.

Beatrice threw herself into Johan’s arms while crying.

“Waaaaaah-! Why, why did you abandon me! You said you wouldn’t-!”

“Abandon you? When did I? I came looking for you right now.”

“Hic, no- I don’t want separation, don’t want distance-. Stay by my side always, you idiot-!”

While comforting the crying, whining Beatrice, Johan looked around for the invisible Evangeline and Marguerite.

“Where’s Master?”

“…*sniff*, don’t know.”

“Don’t know?”

“When I woke up they were suddenly gone. I don’t know where…”

Hearing Beatrice’s words, Johan was certain something had happened to them. He immediately went outside and took a deep breath before shouting:

“Fen-! Ri-! R-!”

Soon after, a house-sized wolf emerged from deep in the forest. Though Johan wasn’t his master, he was his master’s most cherished disciple.

Appearing before them, Fenrir looked down at Johan with an expression of annoyance and asked what was wrong.

[What’s this about suddenly? At this late hour…]

“Master disappeared. Since yesterday morning.”

[─Since yesterday morning? That can’t be. She’s still nearby.]

“She’s nearby?”

[Yes. Isn’t she in the cabin? I sense her presence connected to that place.]

Hearing Fenrir’s words, Johan thoroughly searched the cabin. However, he couldn’t find his master anywhere inside.

Hearing this, Fenrir looked at Johan with a slightly serious expression.

[…Can you take responsibility for what I’m about to do?]

“What are you going to do?”

[I’m thinking of smashing the cabin where I sense the presence. At this size I can’t exactly look inside that tiny house.]

“I’ll take responsibility. Find them quickly.”

Hearing Johan’s words, Fenrir grinned and swung his front paw at the cabin. Though Master’s powerful barrier stopped Fenrir’s paw initially, he succeeded in crushing through it and demolishing the cabin.

After clearing away the cabin, Fenrir pointed at what used to be the living room and spoke:

[Here, I sense the presence here- see anything?]

“I don’t see anything… wait-”

Wondering if Evangeline and Marguerite had been sealed away by another witch’s attack, Johan activated his magic. At that moment, he noticed a tiny rift that hadn’t been visible before.

Though it looked dangerously unstable, Johan fearlessly reached out to touch the rift. The next instant, as a small hole opened in the rift, it swallowed him whole.

“Whaaa?”

After being sucked in, Johan suddenly found himself standing alone in what looked like ruins.

A place so devastated it felt like a battlefield. As Johan looked around, he felt rhythmic tremors from somewhere and ran straight toward them.

“You damned woman-! Give up!”

“Shut up─ you give up!”

There he found Evangeline and Marguerite fighting, hurling magic at each other. After fighting intensely for a while, as if their mana had run out, they simultaneously charged at each other and grabbed each other’s hair.

“Kyaaah-! Let go!”

“Y-you let go first…!”

“Shut up, you damned harlot! The moment we get out I’m throwing you out first…”

As Evangeline argued while fighting, she froze upon spotting Johan watching them from afar. Seeing her reaction, Marguerite also turned to look where Johan was.

The two witches who had been violently fighting and pulling each other’s hair quickly let go and collapsed weakly.

“Owie… Johaan~ help me~”

“Apprentice… I think I twisted my ankle…”

For Johan who had just witnessed them fighting so intensely, it was an absurd sight.

He approached the two, thinking he should hear what exactly had happened.

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