Fated to Be Loved by Yandere Witches – Chapter 61

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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“Johan?”

Evangeline, stepping into the back alley, spotted the witch pinning Johan to the ground. Though she appeared to be a young girl, the menacing aura emanating from her suggested she was a witch.

The moment Evangeline realized Johan had been attacked, she reacted with lightning speed. Her mana bolt struck home, sending Hecaterina flying with a burst of laughter.

“Well, well, well. Who’s this new bitch?”

Hecaterina flipped in mid-air, landing gracefully before grinning at Evangeline. This wasn’t the mysterious witch who had teleported her away before.

Considering how rare it was to even see one witch, the fact that two completely different witches were now around Johan was astonishing.

From her perspective, believing Johan was a holy knight, it was enough to make her wonder if the Church had finally started using witches for their own purposes.

“You—who are you?”

“Haha, can’t you tell just by looking?”

“A holy knight uniform? Looks like you stole it from somewhere, you little beggar. Go pickpocket some other clothes.”

“…Interesting.”

Provoked, Hecaterina immediately transformed her leg into a monstrous limb. Just looking at it sent shivers down one’s spine.

With explosive force surpassing human limits, Hecaterina lunged at Evangeline like a bullet.

Seeing the several-dozen-kilogram body hurtling toward her, Evangeline simply grinned.

“─!?”

The moment Hecaterina made contact with Evangeline, she felt her body disintegrating at an atomic level. The sensation of her being unraveling from the point of contact.

It was an experience she couldn’t describe, even jokingly. She had no magic to alter her trajectory now that she was already airborne, and in the end, every atom of Hecaterina’s body disintegrated, returning to stardust.

Paying no attention to Hecaterina’s disappearance, Evangeline rushed to Johan’s side.

“Johan! Are you alright!?”

“I’m fine, but… are you alright, Master?”

“I’m perfectly fine! Not a scratch! Now, let me see where you were stepped on!”

Evangeline said this as she stripped Johan’s clothes, checking his chest where Hecaterina had been standing. Despite a several-dozen-kilogram woman jumping on him from above, there were no visible fractures or breaks.

Johan had instinctively enhanced his body with mana the moment he saw the woman falling, and Hecaterina had been intending to subdue, not kill him, which also helped.

“You don’t seem to be hurt anywhere, thankfully…”

“I told you I’m fine.”

“By the way, who was she? She seemed to know you.”

At Evangeline’s question, Johan explained about Hecaterina. That she was the witch they had encountered while exploring the city with Marguerite.

That she was the witch who had later killed Ludwig and his descendant.

Hearing this, Evangeline breathed a sigh of relief.

“Phew, that’s good then. At least she wasn’t your friend.”

“…Friends don’t usually step on each other like that.”

“Some friends do. Remember when Beatrice imprisoned you, yet you still protected her, calling her your friend?”

Johan chuckled awkwardly at her words. It was true that he had protected Beatrice from Evangeline, even after being imprisoned.

Of course, there had been more complex reasons behind his actions than simple friendship.

The rain began pouring down.

“……The rain’s getting heavier.”

“Yes, and it’s getting creepy too. Ritz will probably be here soon.”

The rain began to fall in earnest. The chilling weather combined with the back alley’s gloomy atmosphere made Evangeline feel as though something might jump out at any moment.

Thoughts can consume emotions. Sensing the eerie atmosphere, Evangeline recalled someone who fit perfectly with this feeling.

‘That girl, she looked young, but watching her made me tremble with fear… just like me…’

Evangeline thought of Hecaterina whom she had just defeated, reawakening the fear she had felt.

When someone feels terror, monsters never truly die.

“…Master, behind you.”

“Behind me?”

Hearing Johan’s words, Evangeline cautiously turned around. Standing there, naked, was Hecaterina.

A small frame with disproportionately large breasts and sturdy hips…

“Don’t, don’t look-!”

Evangeline frantically covered Johan’s eyes. Regardless of her efforts, Hecaterina’s naked form had already entered Johan’s field of vision.

Hecaterina, annoyed at being seen naked, clicked her tongue and conjured clothes with magic.

The uniform of a holy knight, designed to evoke a sense of fear even in ordinary citizens – the most terrifying attire she knew.

“You, what are you?”

The revived Hecaterina glared at Evangeline and asked. She knew few beings could defeat her so easily.

Though skill discrepancies arose from talent and experience, she possessed both in abundance as a skilled holy knight hunter.

“What kind of magic do you have to pull off such… such an absurd attack?”

“…I’d rather ask you that. How did you revive? The Immortal Witch is long dead. And her magic died with her recently.”

“Tell me your magic first, then I’ll answer.”

Hecaterina grinned as she spoke. Evangeline, calculating that it wouldn’t harm her much regardless of whether Hecaterina was lying, nodded slightly and opened her mouth.

“I’m the Witch of Love.”

“…Love?”

“Yes, the Witch of Love.”

Hearing this, Hecaterina stared intently at Evangeline. Then her expression shifted a dozen times before she burst into incredulous laughter.

After laughing for a while, Hecaterina pointed at Evangeline and continued laughing hysterically.

“The Witch of, Love, hahahahahaha!”

“…What’s so funny?”

“Then isn’t this funny?”

Stopping abruptly, Hecaterina glared at Evangeline with a blank expression.

“You look lovely just by existing, and you’re the Witch of Love? Where’s the curse? Is being overly loved by everyone your curse?”

“Why should I explain it to you? It’s your turn now.”

“Ah, I was going to explain. But you see… I suddenly don’t want to explain to a witch blessed with such magic.”

“Bless, ed?”

At the word “blessed,” Evangeline stared back at Hecaterina with an equally blank expression.

The two witches’ icy gazes clashed in mid-air, and moments later, they lunged at each other.

Rain fell.

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Hecaterina knew that charging blindly like before would only lead to repeated deaths and resurrections. So instead of attacking directly, she considered how to overcome Evangeline’s magic based on what she’d just heard.

‘She said she was the Witch of Love.’

Though she couldn’t understand how that related to her body being completely disintegrated, Hecaterina cautiously transformed her hand into a monstrous limb.

Then she rapidly spun her fingers before flicking one off. The finger flew like a bullet toward Evangeline. It vanished the instant it touched her body.

Confident that Evangeline’s body was an impenetrable shield, Hecaterina charged toward her.

Stopping just short of the barrier she had identified, Hecaterina used the ground and wall to launch herself into three-dimensional movement.

Humans aren’t accustomed to things striking from above. Evangeline was no exception, and a gap naturally appeared in her defenses.

Exploiting this opening, Hecaterina landed before Johan who had been hiding behind Evangeline.

“Hello there?”

Then she kicked. Though Johan defended with surprising agility, he couldn’t withstand a monster’s superhuman strength and was sent flying into the back alley.

“You—!!”

Seeing her disciple attacked, Evangeline reached out, but a human couldn’t possibly catch Hecaterina.

This was Evangeline’s weakness. She might be invincible, but what about others?

“You’re weak.”

Hecaterina had noticed from their first encounter that Johan was Evangeline’s weakness.

And who would bring a weakness onto a battlefield like this? Especially before a powerful witch, a holy knight was nothing more than an insect.

“Ugh… shit, that hurts like hell.”

Just then, Johan, whom she had sent flying, stood up, dusting off his clothes.

Seeing this, Hecaterina tilted her head, staring at him curiously. She remembered that even kicking him hadn’t pierced his abdomen, only sending him flying.

No matter how skilled a holy knight might be, such superhuman strength didn’t exist. In other words, Johan was more than just a holy knight – he possessed something special.

“Hey.”

Crackle-!

Electricity began sparking from Evangeline’s body. Her incredulity at being called weak was fleeting. The amplified current shot straight toward Hecaterina.

“Gyaaaaaaah!?”

No matter how quickly she moved, Hecaterina couldn’t dodge lightning. Instantly electrocuted, she glared at Evangeline who slowly approached.

“Gotcha.”

And then she lost consciousness.

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