Ch. 62 The Two Witches (42)
by Afuhfuihgs
Translator Note
Content Warning: Attempted Sexual Assault… Unless you’re somehow into that :disgust:
Witch – Chapter 62 – The Two Witches (42)
“Nicks…♥ You wanted to play tag, didn’t you? You’re still such a child.”
The house where Nicks had been hiding just moments ago crumpled like paper.
In the face of overwhelming force, all Nicks could do was run, putting as much distance between himself and Beryl as possible.
If she wanted to, Beryl could have caught Nicks in an instant, but she didn’t.
Instead, she seemed to be enjoying the situation, her lips curling into a grotesque smile.
If this continued, there would be nothing left of Venetia.
Nicks hadn’t given up on fighting back.
He had confidence in his combat skills, honed through countless adventures, and subduing a single woman shouldn’t have been a problem… but he couldn’t get close to her.
He had to avoid getting too close.
An instinctive intuition screamed at him to stay as far away from Beryl as possible.
Every time he picked up something that could be used as a weapon, it crumpled. Even when he threw a carriage lying on the road, it crumpled mid-air….
“Is the game of tag over now? You can run a bit more if you want. I’m confident I can chase you wherever you go, Nicks.”
“…….”
Between Beryl and Nicks, all obstacles had been crushed, leaving nothing behind.
Such immense power should come at a cost, but Beryl showed no signs of strain.
If anything, she seemed even more excited….
In that short time, half of Venetia had already been crumpled.
No matter how fast Nicks ran, Beryl would always catch up, appearing out of nowhere.
His attacks didn’t work, and every time he tried to wield a weapon, it crumpled as if warning him not to resist.
He tried to escape the city, but an invisible wall blocked his path.
He thought about seeking help from Beryl’s friend, the mage, but in this world, it seemed like only Nicks and Beryl existed.
Was there really no way out?
This was the first time Nicks had felt so powerless since becoming a Stella-ranked adventurer.
If Beryl wanted to, she could crumple Nicks right now….
But then, perhaps…
A possibility occurred to Nicks.
“The game of tag… it’s not over yet. Do you think you can catch me?”
“You can keep running, Nicks. No matter where you go, you’re mine.”
Even if he was a mouse trapped in a jar, he couldn’t give up.
Even a cornered mouse would bite a cat.
Nicks ran with all his might. He dashed through the streets, entered an alley, and leaped over a wall blocking his path.
As a native of Venetia, the city’s labyrinth-like streets are his playground.
Whenever Beryl blocked his path, he changed direction.
In his house, which still stood amidst the crumbling city, was the greatsword Beryl had gifted him.
Surely, Beryl wouldn’t be able to crumple that so easily.
It was just a guess, but… he had to hope the greatsword would work against her.
Once again, Beryl blocked his path.
Nicks didn’t know how Beryl kept catching up, but he felt a bit more at ease.
Even if it wasn’t certain, the glimmer of hope made Beryl seem less terrifying.
If Beryl had a weakness… it was Nicks himself, he realized.
“Where are you rushing off to?”
“We’ve always gone to your house, so how about visiting mine this time?”
“Your house…?”
Beryl’s face turned red.
At least the house wouldn’t be destroyed before he could get the greatsword. Seeing Beryl’s reaction, Nicks felt more confident in his guess. Even if she could crumple the entire world, it seemed she had no intention of harming him.
He picked up the pace. If this continued, Venetia would be beyond saving.
Everywhere Nicks went was being crumpled, so he couldn’t afford to cause more damage.
Nicks burst through the door of his house and grabbed the greatsword hanging on the wall.
Unlike everything else that had been crumpled instantly, the house remained intact.
“So this is your house?”
“Yes, do you like it?”
For a Stella-ranked adventurer, Nicks’ house was rather ordinary. It didn’t have a garden or a grand structure. It was just a modest home fit for an average city dweller. Yet, Beryl stepped inside as cautiously as a country girl entering a palace, taking a deep breath.
“Yes, I love it. It smells like you everywhere~♥”
“Beryl, you’re such a pervert.”
“Yeah~♥ That’s right. Just your scent makes my stomach flutter. I can’t hold back anymore. Do you hate me because I’m a dirty girl?”
No man would dislike being seduced by the person they love, but even so, Nicks’ heart didn’t waver.
The Beryl he loved… wasn’t someone who would shamelessly say such things. She was the type to blush just from being called by her name.
“I… I don’t like dirty girls!”
In an instant, Nicks closed the distance and swung the greatsword.
It was the same greatsword Beryl had gifted him when he complained about his weapons breaking too often after being promoted to Gold rank.
The greatsword, imbued with mana, swung upward, aiming for Beryl’s shoulder.
“Nicks?”
Beryl’s eyes followed the blade. Even as her shoulder was about to be severed, she didn’t crumple the sword—she just watched it with her eyes.
She knew what kind of sword this was.
She couldn’t crumple it. The greatsword, which never broke or dulled no matter the situation, was one of the few things that reflected Beryl’s affection.
The blade silently sliced through her shoulder, and blood gushed as her severed arm rolled into a corner of the room.
Nicks saw the sadness in Beryl’s expression and realized something was wrong.
This wasn’t the Beryl who had been smiling grotesquely until now. This was the Beryl who had been heartbroken at the fountain when he didn’t answer her.
The one who had turned the city into this state, who had killed Emily…
A chilling thought crossed his mind—that the Beryl before him might indeed be the Beryl he knew.
“Please… put everything back the way it was. Venetia, Emily… everything. If you don’t… I’ll have no choice but to kill you.”
“…….”
Nicks raised the greatsword, threatening Beryl.
Even if this was the real Beryl, there was no turning back now. It didn’t seem like she would listen to reason. The only option left was to subdue her by force.
“It’s always Emily, isn’t it?”
“…….”
“Emily. Emily. Emily… It should just be the two of us. It doesn’t matter what happens to Emily… or the world.”
“Beryl….”
Tears welled up in Beryl’s eyes, as if she were about to cry. Nicks steeled his heart. If he wavered now, everything would fall apart.
“Next will be your other shoulder. Please… put everything back. If it’s you, Beryl, you can do it, right?”
What if she couldn’t…?
He didn’t want to live in a world where he hated Beryl. If it came to that, he’d rather die by her hand.
He could strike her down before she crumpled him.
Nicks gripped the greatsword tighter, keeping a close eye on Beryl to prevent her from making any sudden moves.
“Nicks, you’re too attached to other things, aren’t you? Maybe it’s because you’re too free-spirited. You were pretty fast running away earlier. Hmm, yeah. I guess you don’t need your legs, do you?”
“What are you… Ugh!”
The ground shook, but it was Nicks’ legs that crumpled, causing him to lose his balance and fall.
‘So she can touch me after all?’
Then why didn’t she…?
When he looked up, the arm that should have been lying on the ground was miraculously reattached.
“I’m tired of playing tag. I was planning to take you to my house, but your house isn’t bad either.”
With his arms still intact, Nicks desperately swung his sword from the ground, but Beryl just laughed as if it were a joke.
“You don’t need the sword anymore, do you? You won’t need your arms either. You don’t have to be an adventurer anymore.”
“No, stop…!!!”
The greatsword, along with both of his arms, crumpled.
In an instant, Nicks lost his limbs. Before he could scream, Beryl lifted his body and laid him on the bed.
What’s going to happen now?
Nicks didn’t want to give up, but the overwhelming fear made it impossible to think clearly.
Beryl, now in a revealing dress after discarding her robe, climbed on top of him.
“Nicks~♥ I’ve waited so long for this moment~♥”
Beryl’s long tongue trailed from Nicks’ neck to his cheek. The sensation sent shivers down his spine, and he bit his lip, turning his head to avoid her gaze. But even that seemed to excite her.
“Hehe. Are you scared? Men like this kind of thing, don’t they? I like it too. If it’s you, Nicks, I wouldn’t mind being broken by you.”
“This isn’t right….”
“Why? I like you just the way you are now. Do you dislike me like this? Without your legs, you can’t run to other women. Without your arms, you can’t hold a sword. I really love you like this~♥”
She’s lost her mind.
Nicks’ body trembled.
“Love me just the way I am too, okay?”
Beryl grabbed Nicks’ face and pulled him into her embrace.
With no limbs to struggle, Nicks had no way to resist. He could barely breathe in her embrace, nearly suffocating before managing to break free and gasp for air.
“You’re so shy… How cute~♥”
“Beryl… please, come back to me….”
Nicks pleaded, tears streaming down his face.
The image of Beryl, shyly removing her hood, gifting him the greatsword, worrying about him…
The Beryl who had encouraged his dreams by gifting him potions… all of it overlapped in his mind.
But the current Beryl tore through those memories, pressing her face close enough for their noses to touch.
“I want to be with you forever, Nicks.”
Beryl’s hot breath brushed against his lips as thick saliva dripped onto his mouth. The sticky desire in her eyes was directed solely at him.
“This is nice, but… I want us to be even closer. You understand, don’t you, Nicks? Even without limbs, I feel like you’ll slip away if I take my eyes off you. Let’s become one, okay?”
“Huh…?”
“Let’s be together forever… inside me~♥ No one will be able to interfere with us.”
He realized this wasn’t a metaphor—she really meant to consume him.
Nicks’ body began to crumple, ready to be devoured.
Is she really going to eat me…?
Her hot breath touched his entire body.
Even as his body crumpled, his consciousness remained, driving him further into madness.
As an adventurer, Nicks had thought about death before, but he never imagined he’d be eaten by Beryl.
“Nickssss~♥ Bon appétit~♥”
Her tongue wrapped around him.
With Beryl’s seductive voice as the last thing he heard, Nicks could do nothing but close his eyes and wait for the end.
“Eeeekk…!!”
Beryl screamed as she was sent flying, and Nicks’ body was released.
Having closed his eyes, Nicks had no idea what had happened. When he opened them, he saw…
“I told you to save that kind of thing for after you’re officially together.”
Pink hair fluttered in the wind.
Lucent
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