Mel Was Forgotten

Had that woman used some kind of magic on him?

Before Mel could think it through, a black-haired woman in a mage's robe appeared before him, looking at him with a faint smile.

"It seems you have a girl you love very much. No, it should be two. One of them seems to have fused with my bloodline." The witch completely restrained Mel with magic power.

Mel had the ability to escape from the hands of a low-ranking Apostle, but the problem was that standing before him was the Second Seat, the Primal Witch.

"Fused..." Mel immediately thought of Liberia. There was no doubt about it—the woman before him could only be the legendary witch.

What rotten luck. He had thought being hunted by Apostles in the Kingdom of Kren was already absurd enough, but now he had run straight into the Second Seat witch.

"Where is Carlos? You came from the same world as him!"

"I really don't know Carlos. I just happened to come from the same world as him. Why don't you study interdimensional teleportation magic? Then perhaps you could cross worlds directly and find him." Mel tried his best to remain calm. He had already trained his ability to withstand pressure when facing the Red Dragon.

Besides, compared to the Red Dragon, this witch was relatively kind. She had not immediately attacked him on sight, though after asking that question, it seemed what came next would not be much better.

"That Red Dragon came looking for me too, but he seemed to have found something else, so he left. Witch, would you like to go find the Red Dragon?" Seeing that the witch before him remained unmoved, Mel spoke again.

"You seem to like that little witch very much?"

"Who?"

"The girl you named Liberia."

"Yes."