Snow White and the Dark Magician

Chapter 46: Snow White and the Dark Magician

A cold arrow grazed Silver Fox's cheek. Although he'd cast the Soul Transfer Curse the moment it was fired, the trail of ice elementals still left a wound on his face.

Blood trickled from the cut, immediately causing Anna to panic. "Are you alright?" she blurted out.

Silver Fox ignored Anna's concern.

More than the sting on his cheek, he was displeased by Anna's determined gaze just now, and the decisive way she'd torn open the magic scroll. Both actions conveyed one message to him: she wanted to resist.

Much like those Netheriel Holy Church Knights who constantly preached about unyielding spirit and virtue.

However, Aisok preferred submissive women.

"Miss, you've truly learned bad habits from that brat."

Silver Fox wiped the wound on his cheek with his knuckles, glancing at the blood that had begun to frost over. Anna's actions had changed his mind.

He knew how to deal with people who wanted to resist; it was practically a daily task at Imperial Military Industry.

Crush the hope in their hearts, let them fall into the abyss of despair, and they would become as docile as walking corpses. He'd seen many such people in the factories, their eyes devoid of any light, consuming only the basic food and water needed to sustain life, and working like machines until the day they broke down.

This was likely what Aisok wanted to see, too.

He preferred a docile toy that wouldn't break easily over a fiancée.

"Still dreaming that he achieved great merit on the front lines, became a renowned Knight of the Holy Church, and will return to propose to your family?"

Only an inexperienced child could harbor such unrealistic fantasies. Silver Fox had promised Horn he would handle this matter with discretion, but now, he would personally push Anna into the abyss of despair. "Did your Grandpa Horn not tell you that he can't come back?"

"...Can't come back? What do you mean?"

"He's as good as dead."

A cruel smile spread across Silver Fox's face. "He'll meet a Magister at the Empire's border who enjoys dismembering people. I heard the previous victim's body was cut into over a hundred pieces by her magic. Should I bring back a recording of the body parts? Though even if I did, you probably wouldn't recognize them, would you?"

Ultimately, this expedition was a suicide mission from the start. It was meant to use the Dream Eater to eliminate some Knights Order members who were too loyal to Henry VI. The Pope believed the King's close relationship with the Netheriel Holy Church had become the greatest obstacle to the Empire's progress.

"Miss, let me tell you something else. That brat's name wasn't even on the expedition roster originally. It was your unrealistic fantasies that pushed him into the fire. Your father recommended him to the Kingdom Army, and he eagerly jumped at the chance. Achieving merit and building a career, how wonderful does that sound?"

Silver Fox smugly observed Anna's unfocused, vacant pupils. "You killed him with your own hands. Come to think of it, you've always been like this, haven't you? Everyone you care about ends up dying because of you. That brat, your former Maid, even your mother. Of course, Horn, who also made a mistake, can't escape... They will all leave you in the end."

"Grandpa Horn!"

Anna, completely lost, turned her head and looked towards the mansion still shrouded in darkness.

"Guillotine, gallows, or being burned at the stake. He can choose any of them. After all, he's served your family faithfully for so many years. Your father will mercifully grant his last wish."

Silver Fox walked step by step towards Anna, his gaze still fixed on the Ice Arrow scroll in her hand.

After he dealt with this matter, he would personally visit Fireplace Bay. He was curious which Elemental Shaper dared to interfere in the Imperial Capital's affairs.

This was by no means a common Elemental Shaper spell.

"What, hesitating? Are you thinking that if you obediently return to the mansion now, Horn might not be punished?"

He lowered his voice, like a devil's whisper. "It's too late. I need you to remember this lesson. From today on, every mistake you make will have someone pay the price. Horn will die, that brat will die, and you won't get to see them one last time—I wonder how many more people you'll kill through your willfulness before you become a well-behaved and sensible wife?"

Silver Fox had already reached the bewildered Anna. At this distance, all he needed to do was raise his right hand and place it on her shoulder. In his eyes, this exquisitely crafted young girl was nothing more than a canary whose fate was sealed the moment she was born.

All he had to do now was put this canary, which was trying to escape, back into its cage.

But in the next moment, Silver Fox's pupils contracted.

He saw his outstretched hand pierced by several Ice Spikes. It all happened in the blink of an eye. He didn't even have time to feel pain before the wounds and blood were frozen.

But...

Anna had been holding the magic scroll the entire time and hadn't torn open any more!

Silver Fox soon had no time to consider this. An unprecedented sense of crisis washed over him from behind. He immediately cast the Soul Transfer Curse, turning his body into black smoke. As his vision shifted, he saw the Ice Vines covered in thorns, and the terrifying scene behind him.

At some point, the block behind him had been enveloped in ice. The constantly growing ice had formed a forest, and the thorny vines continued to spread outwards, causing a thought to flash through his mind.

The ice elementals scattered throughout the city had suddenly come alive, imbued with life by some magic, possessing almost human-like consciousness!

In Silver Fox's limited experience, he had never encountered any spell similar to this.

In fact, it had surpassed the concept of magic, making him feel as though he was contending with nature itself.

Silver Fox suddenly remembered the missed Ice Arrow from earlier. He had easily dodged it and hadn't paid attention to its trajectory. However, the Ice Arrow, which should have disappeared, had spawned a forest behind him, swallowing the entire block.

Worse still, he had been targeted by the ice elementals.

The thorny vines relentlessly pursued him.

Unknown fear spread through Silver Fox's heart. How long would the Soul Transfer Curse last? How many more times could he cast it?

Could he escape the range of the vine's attack?

Within a few short seconds, all the questions were answered.

The moment he reappeared from the black smoke, before he could frantically cast another Soul Transfer Curse, the thorny vines wrapped around his ankles. The thorns dug into his skin, instantly freezing his magic along with his wounds and blood.

Then came his arms, his torso. In almost the blink of an eye, the vines had bound his body, holding him firmly in place.

Silver Fox watched as Anna walked towards him step by step.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the ice elementals raging within him had stripped him of his ability to speak.

Anna's eyes no longer held fear and confusion.

Silver Fox knew that Aisok would definitely not like Anna's gaze at this moment, nor would he like her current actions.

The last three Ice Arrow scrolls were torn open. Her eyes no longer showed any hesitation. "I'm going to see them!"

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