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"I'm surprised. What do you mean, you have to die?" Elijah's hand was still helping Davina's violin make its final adjustments, and he seemed to have asked the girl this question without thinking.
Davina liked his attitude. She always hated people who made a fuss about nothing, and the feeling Elijah gave people was very comfortable and relaxed. Yes, no matter what, this man always gave people the illusion that he was right.
Davina stretched lazily, stood up, and started to pack her things happily.
"This is the so-called Reaping Sacrifice. They said that we would be placed in a place similar to a peaceful hell where we would be placed as sacrifices. After that, we would wake up and be reborn during the reaping."
"Really?" Elijah's expression changed. This kind of explanation was clearly a loophole, "In the end, what will happen to those girls?"
How could she be sure? She was a pitiful deserter, "I didn't reach the edge of Hell, which means the ceremony hasn't ended."
Elijah understood, he nodded at Davina, and spoke with a tone of certainty and tacit understanding, "Or, is this the reason behind the witches' anger?"
Davina's movements slowed down, that's right, she was the witch's traitor, "Yes, the harvest time is coming soon, if, before then everything will be over."
It's already over, that represents the decline of this witch family, and represents the existence of no other witches in the French Region? No wonder Sophie and the others were so nervous, wanting to find this girl no matter what.
Davina very definitely agreed with Elijah's guess. He was very smart, "That's right, what I need to do now is to patiently wait."
Elijah fixed the violin and tried it again, "So, what happened next?"
Davina revealed the first sincere smile they had ever seen each other, as she said with infinite anticipation, "Then, they will be punished, and I'll be free."
Elijah was very curious about how severe the punishment for being a witch would be, so he continued to ask Davina closely, "Were you punished by Maser?"
Davina didn't think about Maser for a while. She shook her tail a little and retorted, "It's the punishment for magic, do you understand? Our magic will fade away, and I will become an ordinary person. "
For ordinary people, this was an extravagant wish, but for them, it was the same.
To be able to become an ordinary person.
In his dreams that he had hidden the deepest countless of times, Elijah had more than one hope, as all the members of his family were just ordinary people.
Life and death, enjoying the sun, rain and dew, happiness and pain, even, injury and sickness, until death.
The quiet man had a surprising amount of understanding towards her. He handed the violin back to Davina and asked her with her gentle support, "Davina, is this what you want? Become an ordinary person. "
Davina was a little lost, she did not know whether to nod her head or to shake it. She had always relied on this strong power, but now, she was extremely afraid, afraid of strength, and even more afraid of herself who could not control her own power.
Davina had long since discovered that she couldn't simply control powerful forces, so she had been suppressing her deepest emotions and impulses the entire time.
In order to survive, this sixteen year old little witch had astonishingly grown up. She sometimes seemed to be more mature than anyone else.
Davina looked at Elijah in the eyes. She could not lie, so she could only answer him straightforwardly, "I just don't want the current me, I sometimes... "I can't control my magic. I'll hurt others, hurt people close to me, even if that wasn't my intention."
Davina recalled the accident with Tim and her eyes reddened. Both of her hands gradually began to tremble weakly.
In the attic, there was no wind.
The wind carried a force that was like numerous ice-cold blades. As they moved and rubbed, Elijah brought along Davina to dodge accurately. However, in every inch of his body, there was a power that seemed to shout out their terror and cruelty.
Elijah placed his hand on Davina's shoulder as if he was comforting him, his low voice seemed to be able to calm down people's hearts, "Alright, Davina, come... Take a deep breath! Now, tell me about your friends. You must miss them... "Isn't it?"
Davina hugged onto the fiddle tightly, as though she was trying really hard to absorb some energy, her breathing slowed down, "Yes, I have a friend. One of them is called Tim. He knows nothing about witches and he is very ordinary, but his smile and the sound of his zither are very warm. The other is my best friend Monica, she is also a member of the Harvest Sacrifice Realm. "
"What about her?" "Now …" Elijah was unable to ask about the content below, but Davina's gloomy eyes had already told him the answer.
Davina's mind shook, as if she remembered the scene back then, she gritted her teeth and said, "However, she was very brave, and also lucky. At that time, no one defended me, but she did, she protected me … At that time, the only one who dared to resist the ceremony of the harvest was Monica's aunt. "
"Who is she?" Elijah felt that he was getting closer and closer to the answer.
There would always be traces that would tell Elijah the truth. As for why his brother had come back to participate in the war, that was the answer.
Davina pushed Elijah away, but did not say a word of thanks. Instead, she awkwardly turned around and went to pack her luggage. Sophie. "
Elijah's mouth slightly opened, and no longer had the desire to continue asking questions. Sophie, he seemed to have thought of something, and his deep eyes became unimaginably bright.
Look, Claus, your brother helped you catch the tail of the conspirator who seduced you to return.
Davina liked his attitude. She always hated people who made a fuss about nothing, and the feeling Elijah gave people was very comfortable and relaxed. Yes, no matter what, this man always gave people the illusion that he was right.
Davina stretched lazily, stood up, and started to pack her things happily.
"This is the so-called Reaping Sacrifice. They said that we would be placed in a place similar to a peaceful hell where we would be placed as sacrifices. After that, we would wake up and be reborn during the reaping."
"Really?" Elijah's expression changed. This kind of explanation was clearly a loophole, "In the end, what will happen to those girls?"
How could she be sure? She was a pitiful deserter, "I didn't reach the edge of Hell, which means the ceremony hasn't ended."
Elijah understood, he nodded at Davina, and spoke with a tone of certainty and tacit understanding, "Or, is this the reason behind the witches' anger?"
Davina's movements slowed down, that's right, she was the witch's traitor, "Yes, the harvest time is coming soon, if, before then everything will be over."
It's already over, that represents the decline of this witch family, and represents the existence of no other witches in the French Region? No wonder Sophie and the others were so nervous, wanting to find this girl no matter what.
Davina very definitely agreed with Elijah's guess. He was very smart, "That's right, what I need to do now is to patiently wait."
Elijah fixed the violin and tried it again, "So, what happened next?"
Davina revealed the first sincere smile they had ever seen each other, as she said with infinite anticipation, "Then, they will be punished, and I'll be free."
Elijah was very curious about how severe the punishment for being a witch would be, so he continued to ask Davina closely, "Were you punished by Maser?"
Davina didn't think about Maser for a while. She shook her tail a little and retorted, "It's the punishment for magic, do you understand? Our magic will fade away, and I will become an ordinary person. "
For ordinary people, this was an extravagant wish, but for them, it was the same.
To be able to become an ordinary person.
In his dreams that he had hidden the deepest countless of times, Elijah had more than one hope, as all the members of his family were just ordinary people.
Life and death, enjoying the sun, rain and dew, happiness and pain, even, injury and sickness, until death.
The quiet man had a surprising amount of understanding towards her. He handed the violin back to Davina and asked her with her gentle support, "Davina, is this what you want? Become an ordinary person. "
Davina was a little lost, she did not know whether to nod her head or to shake it. She had always relied on this strong power, but now, she was extremely afraid, afraid of strength, and even more afraid of herself who could not control her own power.
Davina had long since discovered that she couldn't simply control powerful forces, so she had been suppressing her deepest emotions and impulses the entire time.
In order to survive, this sixteen year old little witch had astonishingly grown up. She sometimes seemed to be more mature than anyone else.
Davina looked at Elijah in the eyes. She could not lie, so she could only answer him straightforwardly, "I just don't want the current me, I sometimes... "I can't control my magic. I'll hurt others, hurt people close to me, even if that wasn't my intention."
Davina recalled the accident with Tim and her eyes reddened. Both of her hands gradually began to tremble weakly.
In the attic, there was no wind.
The wind carried a force that was like numerous ice-cold blades. As they moved and rubbed, Elijah brought along Davina to dodge accurately. However, in every inch of his body, there was a power that seemed to shout out their terror and cruelty.
Elijah placed his hand on Davina's shoulder as if he was comforting him, his low voice seemed to be able to calm down people's hearts, "Alright, Davina, come... Take a deep breath! Now, tell me about your friends. You must miss them... "Isn't it?"
Davina hugged onto the fiddle tightly, as though she was trying really hard to absorb some energy, her breathing slowed down, "Yes, I have a friend. One of them is called Tim. He knows nothing about witches and he is very ordinary, but his smile and the sound of his zither are very warm. The other is my best friend Monica, she is also a member of the Harvest Sacrifice Realm. "
"What about her?" "Now …" Elijah was unable to ask about the content below, but Davina's gloomy eyes had already told him the answer.
Davina's mind shook, as if she remembered the scene back then, she gritted her teeth and said, "However, she was very brave, and also lucky. At that time, no one defended me, but she did, she protected me … At that time, the only one who dared to resist the ceremony of the harvest was Monica's aunt. "
"Who is she?" Elijah felt that he was getting closer and closer to the answer.
There would always be traces that would tell Elijah the truth. As for why his brother had come back to participate in the war, that was the answer.
Davina pushed Elijah away, but did not say a word of thanks. Instead, she awkwardly turned around and went to pack her luggage. Sophie. "
Elijah's mouth slightly opened, and no longer had the desire to continue asking questions. Sophie, he seemed to have thought of something, and his deep eyes became unimaginably bright.
Look, Claus, your brother helped you catch the tail of the conspirator who seduced you to return.