Witch Hunter from Entry to Unemployment

Chapter 150 Not having you is very important to me

Too weak and without strength.

Looking down at her palms, and then clenching them into fists, Irene's somewhat eerie purple eyes showed a slightly annoyed look.

The real side of this world was so cruel that she could not imagine it. Maybe she could have lived a peaceful and dreamless life like an ordinary person, but when the dream representing her past struck, the girl knew that she would never have it again.

There are ways to maintain the simplicity of the past.

She couldn't turn a blind eye to everything in the dream, and she couldn't continue to act like a good child in front of the enemy who killed her parents.

Not to mention, it was they who betrayed themselves first, not themselves who betrayed them.

The food at home is indeed not enough, and we may have a hard time this winter, but as long as we save a little, we can still survive.

We can obviously continue to live as a family of three and maintain a false relationship, so why should we sell ourselves?

You are obviously so good and obedient, why do you have to sell yourself out like this?

Is it because you were not their child from the beginning? They raised you just for this day?

Or was it because the way he looked at them became more and more strange, and they noticed something?

Irene is no longer the innocent girl she once was. Now she clearly understands what being a witch means, and she also knows that if she continues to maintain her innocence, she will only die miserably.

They don't care whether they are voluntary or forced, or whether they have any difficulties. They will only choose to kill themselves after knowing their identity as witches.

Only hunters cannot be spared, and all hunters who know of their existence must be killed.

The girl warned herself in her heart, but speaking of her mood, she was still quite happy.

"Oh oh oh, our priest wants to introduce your outstanding talents again, right? Killing you will be a huge loss to the entire world, right? Then I will kill you even more, after all, I am a witch.

Destroying order and destroying the world is the meaning of my existence."

At this critical moment of life and death, he seemed extremely calm.

With this thought in mind, the girl lowered her head and looked at her feet to see the miserable state of the old priest who once controlled her own destiny.

She suddenly felt that compared to gaining powerful power and living freely without any restrictions, watching the old man in front of her die miserably would make her more comfortable.

Middle spoke very calmly, while Erin tilted her head.

And because he was weak, he could only be at the mercy of others. His fifteen years of life had no meaning. Everything was arranged and designed. From the moment he was born, he was meant to become a witch.

Her petite body cast a large shadow, completely covering Middle's curled up body.

"Don't forget who turned you into a witch. If you kill me, you will lose your power as a witch!"

"I'm just stating the pros and cons. You are a smart child and should understand your situation at the moment. You are a witch. You have no place in this world. No one will take you in except me."

"The road to transcendence is not that simple. A witch also needs time to grow. I have worked hard for so many years, but I only have this little strength, right? I have fallen to this end now. You have also seen that in this world, there is no one

A person with strength cannot even control his own life and death, how much better can you be compared to me?"

"That's because I didn't expect that there was a witch beside that young man. You noticed it too, didn't you? That silver-haired elf girl is obviously abnormal. She is also a witch, and she is stronger than you... Uh-huh..."

The flames burned away almost all of his skin, and now there was no intact part of his body. His whole body was a black mass, exuding a burning smell.

Irene grinned and smiled. The girl leaned down slightly and looked down at the old man in front of her.

She only knew that the reason why she became a witch was indeed influenced by Midel. The old man in front of her manipulated and played with her life, but she obviously did not understand the specific principles.

"Yes, I put a divine word on you, and then spent a full fifteen years repeating and deepening this divine word, which made you a witch. So your power comes from me, if I

You will lose all your power if you die!"

"But you can't even protect yourself, can you? You are no match for that young hunter, nor for that woman. You are such a waste, what use can you have?"

Even though his body was still suffering severe pain, Midel's spirit became more and more sharp.

Erin knelt down and the girl held her chin with her hands, with a curious baby-like look on her face.

"You can't kill me...you...you can't kill me..."

This is the result of having no power.

Just thinking about this for a moment, the girl felt extremely irritated. She was still too weak, her own strength was too weak, and she simply could not be like the witch in the story, and be the enemy of the whole world.

"Well, is there such a setting?"

It can be said that the girl is completely ignorant of all kinds of knowledge about the extraordinary world.

She raised her foot and stepped on the other person's dry limbs. Listening to the sound of broken branches and the other person's wailing, the smile on her face became brighter.

An aura of chaos, madness, and disorder rises from the girl's body. Let's not mention her strength for now, but in terms of temperament, the girl is becoming more and more like a witch.

This old man who had always had everything in his hands and faced everything confidently was in an extremely miserable state at the moment.

"Are you threatening me?"

In addition, there are the clergy of the Holy See. The witch's greatest enemy is the gods, and she is also an existence that must be eliminated for the servants who serve the gods.

"But, this is wrong. A witch should have the power to compete with gods, right? Why am I so weak?"

Erin stepped down again, and Middle's lower body was broken like a hard-working branch.

"I...I know a lot of forbidden knowledge. No one in this world understands witches better than me. I know how to make you stronger. Only by following me can you...uhhhhhh..."

"I thought about it, and sure enough, it would be better to kill you to make me feel better. And thanks for your information, since there is a real witch here, why do I need you to guide me?"

The girl leaned over and smiled very happily. The happier she smiled, the more fear in Middel's heart became, because this time, it was obvious that no one could save him.

(End of chapter)