OBS Chapter 3639 The Fate of the Witches
Chapter 3639 The Fate of the Witches
Chapter 3639 The Fate of the Witches
"A piece that has left the chessboard cannot be played again."
The witch, somewhat displeased with Shad's change of "princess," reminded him, and Shad nodded:
"I know."
Instead of sitting upright, Shad leaned back in his chair, stroking the cat as he continued watching the two figures in the scene. They had stopped; the hunter had raised his sword at the princess, who, realizing the impending murder, looked at him with a sorrowful expression.
"The hunter would never kill the princess."
Shad said softly, this time with great confidence:
"Because compared to your daughter, Lady Gerd, this vampire witch has a unique advantage. You probably don't know, but Miss Cohens is fond of Miss Novare."
"So, you want to use love to conquer fate?"
The witch across the table, though surprised by the outcome, admired Shad's struggle. She wanted to see stories beyond her control unfold in her kingdom, as this was essential for advancing her android research. She was pleased with Shad's response, using "love" as a variable.
"But you've only tipped the scales in your favor; the possibility of the hunter killing the princess still exists. Replacing my daughter was indeed a good idea, but fate is a double-edged sword. Have you realized something else?"
Love is indeed great, but a Witcher's destiny is to fight evil. My daughter is actually harmless; she was only invited to this hotel because of me. But your vampire girlfriend…”
The witch smiled again:
“Even if there were feelings between them, when the vampire witch entered my kingdom, I knew that she harbored an evil that had to be banished by the Witcher.”
Miss Cohens' voice came from the image above the book:
"Snow White, for the sake of the Queen and the country, I still have to take your life. The Queen told me that you possess the power to destroy this kingdom."
The witch across the table glanced at Shad's expression, while Shad continued to look at Miss Noire. He hoped Miss Noire could say something to evoke Miss Cohen's memories and thus change the current situation, but the tearful "princess" said this instead:
"For the sake of the kingdom, you must kill me, is that it?"
"Yes, Your Highness, I must do this."
"Coens"
She uttered a name that shouldn't exist. As the most powerful witch among the original three, she certainly possessed such power. But it wasn't a plea, nor was it a declaration of love or a sharing of her innermost thoughts. At that moment, Shad felt the red-haired vampire's eyes pierce through the barrier of the story and look directly at him.
He saw the "answer" Miss Novaret gave him in that look, and he understood what she wanted to do.
The princess raised her right arm to the hunter and said:
"Since that's the case, then cut off my right arm and take it back. That way, you'll have fulfilled your mission."
The witch across the table leaned forward, looking at what was happening in the scene with disbelief:
"By discarding the right hand that contained the corpse of the evil creature, the hunter gained a token to return and report, but also lost his reason for killing her. Interesting, is this how problems are solved?"
Shad was also intently watching Miss Novare on the screen, feeling somewhat moved. Not by the way the vampire witch turned the tide, but by her determination.
Even he only thought of using the bond between the hunter and the vampire to get through the crisis, while Miss Novare showed him the determination of a mortal and the belief in giving up temptation and power.
At that moment, he suddenly wanted to laugh at himself for telling a fairy tale but not believing in the courage and faith of ordinary people, and not believing in the gentleness and kindness of the people in the fairy tale.
He sat up slightly, focusing more intently on the story. He was certain he would win, but this confidence no longer stemmed from knowing his fate; rather, it came from remembering Dorothy's teachings—to believe in the miracles of fairy tales, to believe that the most beautiful things from childhood still existed:
"If that's the case, I'm sure I'll win."
"Meow~"
As Xiaomia gently called out, what happened next was exactly as the two had predicted: the huntress cut off the vampire's right arm and then left the forest with the remains of the evil creature.
The pale-faced, red-haired vampire bit his lip and walked deeper into the forest. Shad retrieved the golden apple left by the werewolf girl and placed it on the chessboard.
"I will use this prop so that the princess can find a golden apple in the forest and thus heal her injuries."
"Oh, I thought you'd use that sword. But if you use this one and only chance now, what will you do next?"
So, in the story, Miss Noire really did find the golden apple, and after eating it, her severed right arm grew back.
This is impossible in reality; simply amputating the right arm wouldn't directly eradicate all the evil's power. Shad had seen that the problem with her right arm was directly related to her heart. But this is a story, and under Shad's influence, it's becoming increasingly like a fairy tale.
Since the hunter took the right arm, he must have taken away all the potential threats. And since the legendary golden apple can heal all injuries, it can naturally regenerate severed limbs instantly.
Shad continued to pick up the seven blank chess pieces on the table:
Tired and hungry, Snow White wandered through the forest. Wild animals did not harm her, and the forest guided her. The fluttering butterflies eventually led her to a small house in the woods. She ate the food in the house and then fell into a deep sleep there.
Seven blank pieces are placed on the chessboard:
"The cottage belonged to seven dwarfs who lived in the forest. After returning home, they found the princess. After inquiring about her origins and story, the dwarfs were moved by the princess's kindness and innocence and agreed to let her stay in their home."
They went mining during the day, while the princess took care of the house and prepared dinner. From then on, Snow White and the dwarfs lived happily ever after in the forest.
"Hide away and arrange for people to protect you? I thought you would unfold the story in a more proactive way—"
The hunter returned with his arm missing and informed the queen of the princess's death. Still worried, the queen went to the magic mirror and asked, "Magic mirror, who is the fairest of them all?" The mirror's answer remained unchanged: "Snow White."
The witch across the table looked at Shad again, but Shad's expression remained unchanged. As they told the story, the open fairytale book was recording every detail, though no sound was made as the words appeared.
The witch continued:
"The enraged queen finally decided to take matters into her own hands. She disguised herself as an old woman selling goods in the forest and came to Snow White during the day when the dwarves were not at home. She sold the princess a cursed ribbon. The kind and innocent princess wanted to take care of the hardworking old woman, so she bought the ribbon, and the ribbon wrapped around her neck."
Miss Novare's chess piece kept shaking on the chessboard, but the princess in the picture did not die, but was revived by the dwarves who returned at night.
"You should understand that such power is not enough to kill a 12th-tier vampire witch. The princess in the story has 12th-tier power and seven dwarf companions."
"Therefore, I must guide an even stronger power step by step. The returning queen asked the magic mirror question again, and after learning that Snow White had not died, she transformed into another old woman selling goods. This time, she sold Snow White a comb with a strong curse."
Miss Noire is revived once again, while the witch across the table smiles with satisfaction.
"The returning queen received the same answer, so this time she resolved to use the most potent poison, one that could kill even dragons—so even vampires were not spared. The poison was injected into an apple, which she presented to Snow White."
The scene above the table depicts a conversation between an old man and a princess in front of a cottage, while the witch across the table smiles and reminds Shad:
"The Queen now has a reason to use this poison, and Snow White will definitely eat the apple because she is destined to eat it. Remember? This destiny was imposed on her by you, the one outside the story. You have fallen into your own trap."
God looked at Shad, who in turn looked at the chessboard before him. In the scene, after the princess bit into the apple, Miss Noire's piece was flung off the board. Thus, Shad's last piece, Winnie's piece, landed on the board.
"But Snow White did not die; she was destined to be harmed by evil and thus fall into a long coma."
The story unfolded exactly as Shad had envisioned, and the witch across the table leaned back slightly:
"But so what? The dwarves will bury the princess, and the princess will eventually sleep alone in her grave. What difference is there between that and a bad ending? You've used up all your pieces, and you've exhausted all your resources. This time, I've won."
"Wait a minute. Since the funeral hasn't started yet, we can't say the story is over."
Shad took out the moon beast's eye, and Mia immediately looked up, but this time she didn't jump up to sniff it. The witch didn't know what he wanted to do, but the god warned her:
"Only the real moon can give you access to its full power."
The dwarves in the picture are weeping over Snow White's body, and then sadly going about arranging her funeral.
Shad gazed at the silver, eye-shaped gem, then spoke to the Old God—the Lord of the Walls:
"Isn't the most authentic moon right here right now?"
God smiled with satisfaction, and the "she" beside his ear also laughed:
[Outsider, what is your life?]
"To reverse everything that has happened is my life."
[Outsider, what is your destiny?]
"To change those sad stories is my destiny."
[Outsider, what are your fears?]
"My fear is losing my initial beliefs and innocence."
The gentle voice asked the final question:
[Outsider, what is your desire?]
Tiny snowflakes were falling in the room, and above Shad's head, the ceiling seemed to have been melted open, revealing a silver moon shining through the hole in the ceiling into the long night.
In a place like Whispering Hills, he had almost exhausted all his spiritual energy to unfold the Mystic Match Girl to this extent, but that was enough:
"My desire is this: that the first silver moon may protect me under the long night sky."