Author: Nikss

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Swish—

 

Having eaten all sorts of food in the Witch’s Castle, and even consuming precious meat from hunting as a hobby, Grecan’s fur turned shiny. A rich tail rustled in the air.

 

Mirania knew the soft feel of the tail.

 

The winter in the forest was cold, and even if I slept with the lights off, the lights often went out in the morning.

 

Nevertheless, Mirania had warm mornings for the past 15 years, thanks to Grecan sneaking into her bed every night and holding him in her arms.

 

A familiar and warm feeling. Mirania naturally tried to approach Grecan.

 

At that moment, Leverianz and Malandor moved shrewdly.

 

“There might be fleas. Cover yourself with a clean blanket and lie down.”

 

Leverianz tapped the fur blanket and called out to Mirania. It was the skin of a wild boar that Grecan caught on the first day.

 

The coat was a bit rough, but neat and looked warm. 

 

Grecan’s eyebrow twitched, “Bastard!”

 

Leverianz didn’t even snort at him and continued, “Sleeping here will keep you out of the wind.”

 

Malandor quickly built a hut and beckoned to Mirania.

 

Making a base by weaving tree branches and carefully covering it with leaves, as he said, was perfect for blocking the wind.

 

“My fur is the warmest and softest!” cried Grecan.

 

“What could be better than a blanket?” Leverianz answered.

 

“Anyway, both are animal skins. It might have fleas,” said Malandor.

 

Taking turns looking around at the three men looking at her with a smile, Mirania immersed herself in her troubles.

 

‘Is this a trap?’

 

Although they were smiling, their shoulders were tensely raised, which was like they were about to fight.

 

Whoosh—

 

The wind swept through the nape of her neck. As Mirania shuddered, the three eyes flashed.

 

The moment each of them tried to babble to her, Mirania snapped her fingers with an embarrassed expression.

 

Fwoosh!

 

The bonfire doubled. The white bone slave had plenty of firewood, so the firepower of the flames was stronger.

 

The tip of the rising flame coiled around Mirania’s body, like a rope wrapping her body.

 

Mirania looked like a ‘fire witch‘, wearing clothes made of flame.

 

“I have had enough of this.”

 

When Mirania, who was feeling better in the warm energy, spoke in a relaxed voice, Grecan’s rich tail, which was disappointed, became slightly dwarfed.

 

“Sleep well, everyone,” Mirania whispered, resting her chin on her knee with half-closed eyes.

 

Leverianz, who looked disappointed, eventually attached himself to the base of the tree with arms crossed.

Chuck, cross your arms.

 

Grecan, who sat in a windy seat and blocked the wind from reaching Mirania, threw firewood into the bonfire.

 

As the flickering flame calmed down, Mirania opened her eyes and gazed at Grecan.

 

As her eyes met Grecan’s, round eyes, Mirania smiled softly at him.

 

“Thank you.”

 

Grecan’s ears perked up as if in reply.

 

If Ramie hadn’t died unluckily, he would have been able to grow up as the heir of the wolf clan.

 

Was it because he grew up alone and fed himself? Instead of talking, he tended to act quietly.

 

He’s been through a lot of trouble, though.

 

‘It makes me feel proud of you at times like this.’

 

At that, Mirania fell asleep lightly.

 

When Mirania’s eyes, who fell into a slumber, were completely closed, Leverianz, who was watching, said to himself, “Is it because she left the witch castle? Mirania seems particularly tired.”

 

It was then.

 

Swish—

 

There was a slight wind. When I looked up, Malandor was sitting on a branch.

 

It soon disappeared completely, leaving no shadows to be seen.

 

“He disappears every night suspiciously.”

 

Leverianz’s voice became cold as he glanced at Malandor’s empty seat, and Grecan squinted.

 

A quiet voice awoke the cold silence.

 

“It is because of me.”

 

Mirania, who they thought was asleep, whispered in a drowsy voice.

 

“Malandor and I are polar opposites, so when we are together, we undermine each other’s energy.”

 

“
”

 

“It’s good for us to stay away from each other.”

 

The sound of breathing came out of Mirania’s lips, who finished talking.

 

Leverianz’s eyes became strange. Grecan tossed a piece of wood into the bonfire with a much darker expression.

 

One step later, Leverianz said, “He’s more considerate than I thought.”

 

Although his disapproval was faintly obvious, he no longer spoke of Malandor.

 

About an hour later, Mirania, who had been breathing regularly, opened her eyes. She immediately straightened her back and looked up at the sky with a fierce gaze.

 

The full moon in the middle of the sky was pouring out the moonlight. It was the tempting moonlight.

 

“It’s an ominously bright yellow moon.”

 

Grecan, who followed her gaze to the sky, blinked.

 

Leverianz, who got up quickly, also glanced up at the sky, and tilted his head because he could not find anything wrong with the moon.

 

“What is it, Mirania? Anything strange?”

 

Rustle—

 

A leaf fell softly from above. Malandor, who appeared like a ghost, hardened his expression.

A leaf fell gently from above. Malandor, who appeared like a ghost, had a stiff expression.

 

“Mirania, in the sky
”

 

Mirania nodded and answered, “Yeah. Someone’s coming.”

 

As Mirania rose, Malandor looked up at the sky.

 

She closed her eyes, her senses widened sharply, and her fine brows twitched.

 

“Shall we go and check?”

 

Leverianz, whose pride was hurt by the fact that he did not notice the signs that Mirania and Malandor had noticed, said in a firm voice.

 

Grecan had already transformed into his human form.

 

Mirania stared at Leverianz, who was tilting his head unknowingly.

 

“That’s strange.”

 

Mirania whispered in a low voice, “I can feel the wave of the wings.”

 

“
 Of those who are coming now?”

 

‘But why do you look at me like that? What does it matter?’ Leverianz wondering squinted.

 

Mirania answered lightly to the questionable gaze, “It’s the bat tribe.”

 

Following Mirania looking up at the sky, Leverianz also looked up at the sky.

 

The yellow full moon was dotted with smaller dots.

 

The dot gradually grew closer to Mirania and the others, to the point where they could finally see the flapping wings.

 

Fluttering—

 

The sound of wings cutting through the air made Mirania feel chills.

 

The number was well over a hundred.

 

“I thought it wouldn’t be just one or two from the sound of flapping wings.”

 

Mirania frowned at the numbers that far exceeded her expectations.

 

“What’s going on with all those people moving at once?”

 

“I’d better get away for now.”

 

Mirania looked curiously at the nervous Leverianz.

 

“No, what are you doing? Wouldn’t it be better to talk about it first?”

 

Swoosh—

 

As time passed, even the wings of the bats began to be heard.

 

The more that happened, the worse Leverianz’s expression got.

 

Grecan looked sideways at Leverianz while being wary of the bats in the sky.

 

“It’s strange, you… Why do you look like that when your people are coming?”

 

Leverianz sighed.

 

The moment Grecan squinted, Leverianz snatched Mirania’s hand and flew into the woods.

 

When Leverianz disappeared, flapping his black wings over the night sky, Grecan, who was suspicious of him, immediately turned into a wolf and chased after them.

 

One by one, the bats who landed on the ground shouted in despair at the Leverianz who was moving away.

 

“My Lord! Where are you going!”

 

The bat tribe, calling out the title of the successor, also pursued Leverianz.

 

Malandor, who was examining the situation, let out an absurd breath and said, “What is this
 
 . Carrying madmen, my Mirania.”

 

Mirania was cradled in Leverianz’s arms and looked up at him as they made their way through the woods.

 

Since I was hugged by him, I could only see Leverianz’s sharp jawline and high nose.

 

Swoosh, swoosh—

 

The sound of the wings breaking through the leaves and branches was deafening.

 

Not a single twig flew to her because she was blocked by the black wings of Leverianz, but Mirania frowned as she couldn’t understand the current situation itself.

 

I was thinking about stopping Leverianz, but I decided to ask him why he suddenly did this.

 

“What are you doing?” asked Mirania.

 

It must have been an unusual reason to see hundreds of bats with strong individualistic tendencies.

 

In the meantime, even Leverianz was running like this, so I couldn’t help but find a correlation.

 

“What have you done?”

 

When I changed the question, Leverianz’s red lips drew a cool line. However, the content of the reply was vague and not very refreshing.

 

“I feel like I’m running away from love. I feel excited. If I ask you to kiss me now, will you kiss me?”

 

“What?”

 

Was it not enough to scatter the charms among the witches, and do this to me?

 

Leverianz grumbled as he narrowed his eyes, “You did it with Grecan.”

 

“That’s what Grecan did. And it can’t be called a kiss.” Mirania rebutted.

 

“Then what?”

 

“Why are you asking me about that? It wasn’t a kiss.”

 

Mirania suddenly felt pathetic having this conversation with Leverianz.

 

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