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Chapter 11: Chains and Witches.
Translated by SoundOfDestiny
Edited by Zil
“Was this the plan all along, Mertina?”
The black chain tightens around Raidorl like a snake crushing its prey.
Biting his back teeth against the magical restraints that squeeze his limbs, Raidorl asks in a quiet tone.
“I wasn’t planning on doing this if I can help it. And that’s not a lie.”
When questioned, Mertina had an annoyed look on her face. She tilted her thin head.
“Nevertheless, I am the daughter of Lockwood Marcell, the Prime Minister. I am obliged to get my hands dirty and, if necessary, give up everything for the sake of this country.”
“You’re the Prime Minister’s daughter, you said that ……5 years ago.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“…it happened? Anyway, it’s all for the future of the Kingdom of Zain. His Royal Highness, Prince Raidorl, I will accompany you.”
As Mertina raises her right hand, the knights in her guard step forward. One of the knights has just been knocked out by Raidorl, but there is one more knight left.
Even though Raidorl is a strong man who has survived in the harsh frontier, there is no way he can win with his limbs bound.
“You think you can force me to take me to the Royal Capital and then expect me to fight for you?”
“There you have it, Your Highness. If the worst comes to the worst, you’ll have to fight with slave magic.”
“Slave magic …… how desperate are you!”
Slave magic is a type of witchcraft in which a person is forced to use another person by placing shackles on their soul.
It should only be used against a few people, such as criminals and prisoners of war, never against innocent people ……much less royalty.
“I am asking you as my former vassal and fiancée. Please just let them catch you.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not going to give in to you again. I’m not going to bow down to you guys again……. Neimilia, give your rude guest the moxa.”
“Yes, master. My guests, I will not tolerate any violence against my master!”
Someone came forward to the knight who was about to take Raidorl away. It was Neimilia, the maid girl who had been standing behind Raidorl all along.
She stood in front of the knight with her hands outstretched and stared straight at him, who was at least a head taller than her.
The knight raised an eyebrow in disgust at Neimilia, who was clearly a non-combatant, not even an escort.
“Would you mind stepping aside, Miss?”
“I will not”
“As a knight, I don’t want an unarmed civilian to get hurt.”
The knight exhaled lazily and reached for Neimilia’s shoulder.
A woman’s thin body could easily be pushed away by a knight who makes his living fighting.
But—
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA storm of magical energy erupted from the body of Neimilia. At the same time, her shoulder-length silver hair fluttered like a living thing, and her eyes shone like the gold of a full moon.
It was like a mythical goddess, majestic, terrifying and spine-tinglingly beautiful.
“There is only one person who can bind and flog her master, and that is me, Neimilia! I don’t remember ever allowing a fat titted woman like you to do that!”
“Ahhhh?!”
A violent outpouring of magic power leapt off the knight with physical force and slammed him against the wall of the house.
The simple wall could not even catch the man’s body and was easily broken through, causing the knight to roll around on the ground.
“Hmmm ……, this is not enough to get me to play SM with my master! You’ll have to come back in bondage fashion at least!”
“No, what are you talking about?”
Neimilia sticks her finger at Mertina. Raidorl puts a bitter look on his face at the reliable but tense squire.
On the other hand, Mertina was witnessing such a dumb exchange, but she was stiffened by the sight of Neimilia’s hair and eyes.
“Silver hair, golden eyes. …… Are you the Six Witches of Doom?”
The transformation of Neimilia’s face, which had always been calm, was distorted into a look of astonishment.
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