A Thousand-Year Vintage - Aurora, the Calamity Witch (5K)

The oppressive aura emanating from him instilled fear in Alexia, causing her body to tremble slightly.

Just like a while ago, when I was kidnapped, Yotsuba Clan- sensei came to rescue me and fought against the man in black.

Although not as terrifying as before, the woman had clearly reached the feet of the two men!

Who exactly is she?

The successive appearances of powerful figures have made Alexia realize the unusual nature of this world.

"Epsilon, the reins are now in your hands. Ladies, be good girls."

"Understood, Lord Alpha."

"Wait, don't step into the Sanctuary!"

The girl called Alpha ignored Nelson's shouts, leaped over the railing, and disappeared on the other side of the glowing gate.

"It really was you, Alpha... So that's how it is..."

Rose muttered to herself, her eyes flickering slightly, as if she had figured something out.

Chapter 216 A Millennium-Old Wine - Aurora, the Witch of Aurora (5K)

After entering the gate to the Sanctuary, Mahiro remained adrift in the darkness for an unknown period of time.

It was as if all concepts of time and space had been lost.

It made him want to just use "Shambhala" to run away.

But finally, light appeared before his eyes.

Upon entering, one finds a room constructed of stone blocks.

The interior furnishings are also very simple.

There was only a metal door and a woman whose limbs were fixed to the wall.

He was bound by layers of chains, as if he were tightly binding a ferocious beast, even though he didn't look fierce at all.

Instead, she greeted him with a smile.

Hi~

Like this.

She was none other than the Violet Lady, the Calamity Witch Aurora, who Mahiro to the very end.

"It really does look alike."

Mahiro took a closer look.

She has a slightly alluring face, elegant speech and manners, and a pair of purple eyes. The only differences are her hair color and the location of her mole.

One is at the corner of the eye, and the other is at the corner of the lips.

"You... you can't look at me like that..."

His blatant scrutiny made Miss Violet somewhat embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but looking at you, I inexplicably thought of an old friend."

"Old friend...?"

"Yes, my mother, Maya Yotsuba."

"Ah..."

Aurora let out a small gasp, her eyes widening as she blinked.

Everyone regarded her as a calamity and curse, and even the legends passed down that way, but no one expected that one day someone would give her such high praise.

Like a mother or something...

This is the first time.

I'm even a little inexplicably happy.

But then Mahiro added another sentence.

"Even their fighting style is similar; they'd beat me without holding back."

Aurora: "..."

She really wants to take back what she said; can she pretend she never said it?

"But you're very strong."

Aurora suddenly spoke up, "It was a pleasure sparring with you just now."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"It's a pity my memories are somewhat incomplete, but I think you must be the strongest being in history. If only you could have appeared in my era..."

"What are you doing appearing in your era? Are you planning to make me fight four against one? And in my fully-fledged form at that?"

Mahiro looked at the scattered items at Miss Violet's feet; they were basically just shackles and chains, and they were all broken.

These things probably symbolize the defense mechanisms within the Sanctuary, right?

"You really like to joke around."

"Are you kidding? No, I know the identities of the people I played against before. The blonde elf should be the hero Olivier... no, it would be more accurate to call her the elven hero Olivier. And the blonde orc should be the orc hero, Lili, right?"

It's such a pity I didn't get to meet the human hero Freya.

Once upon a time, a hero emerged from the elves, orcs, and humans, and slew Diablos.

How interesting it would be to meet them all!

Mahiro muttered words of regret, but his words made Aurora's eyes widen, her pupils trembling slightly.

This boy actually knew everything?

Yes, that's right.

Mahiro up and met Aurora's gaze, as if looking directly into Aurora's heart through her violet eyes.

"Oh, right, and you too. Should I call you Miss Aurora, the Witch of Calamity, or Diabolos?"

"How... how did you know?!"

Aurora was so shocked she was speechless; even her palms, which were bound by chains, were sweating.

It's not surprising that the name "Calamity Witch" is known, since it's recorded within the Holy Church.

It should also appear in some lost ancient books.

But the name Diabolos...

This is something this young man should never know, unless he's a member of the Order!

But if they were members of the cult, they wouldn't come here in the first place...

Who exactly is he...?

"No need to guess."

Mahiro's call interrupted Aurora's thoughts.

"I know you're very curious about my identity. How about this, just think of me as a Kamen Rider who happened to be passing by, and also someone who knows everything."

"Know everything...?"

"More or less."

Mahiro shrugged. "Including your past, and the truth about the history that the cult has been hiding."

So I'm very grateful to you for summoning me here; it just so happens that I can find something here too."

"Summon...? I didn't do that."

Miss Violet blinked, indicating her innocence, but Mahiro gave her a meaningful smile.

Does it make sense to say that?

"Well..."

Aurora choked.

She instinctively tried to move her arm, but instead heard the rattling of chains.

After looking at herself, Miss Violet looked at him again with a hint of resentment.

"Sir, what is the state of this beautiful woman standing before you like?"

"He's bound by iron chains."

Mahiro at Aurora, whose hands and feet were fixed to the wall and whose body was in a cross shape, and came to this conclusion.

"So, as a gentleman, could you help the lady out of this predicament?"

She said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and even tilted her head cutely.

However, Mahiro tilted his head in imitation of hers, and then said:

"A gentleman? I'm afraid my understanding of a gentleman is different from yours, Miss Aurora. Besides, you're not a lady, you're a witch."

As Mahiro spoke, he slowly approached the other person, and could even smell a faint fragrance.

"Besides, Miss Aurora, being tied up like this makes it seem like it's convenient to do some strange things."

They say women are like wine, the older the better. But I've never tasted the legendary thousand-year-old witch's flavor.

"Huh? Huh?!!!!"

Hearing him say this and seeing him getting closer and closer, Aurora couldn't help but gasp, her legs instinctively clamping together, causing the chains hanging on her body to rattle.

She had originally thought that she could find someone to rescue her and then liberate this so-called Sanctuary.

Unexpectedly, she ended up attracting a pervert who was actually going to do that to her!

At that moment, she looked as delicate as a little girl.

Under the restraints, and given that this place isn't far from the center of the Sanctuary, plus the considerable effort it took to pull the other person into the Sanctuary, she can't use any of her power right now!

"You... you stay away!!!"

Swish--

Just as Aurora closed her eyes tightly, awaiting her fate and defilement even as she was reduced to ashes, a white light suddenly flashed before her.

Suddenly, I felt my hands and feet lighten, and I stumbled into a warm embrace.

"Huh?"

She looked up in surprise at that gentle, smiling face.

"Alright, I was just kidding. Although forced love might be tempting, I already have one pet like that, and I don't need a second one right now."

Mahiro said this...

While teaching magic to children in the world of Arcadia, a magically disordered world, Major Sirius, dressed as a sexy woman, suddenly sneezed.

"I remember wearing quite a lot of layers to bed last night... I hope I won't catch a cold."

Lina tilted her head in confusion, thought for a moment, and then gave up trying to figure it out.

At the same time.

"You really have a bad heart."

"Thank you, I often get compliments like that."

"Is that so?"

Aurora seemed completely unconcerned by his words, stretching comfortably and fully displaying her graceful waist before giving him a seemingly nostalgic smile.

"But I still want to thank you; this is the freedom I've had for a thousand years."

"It really is a thousand-year-old wine."

"I was just saying. I don't remember anymore, but it's been at least a thousand years."

She transformed in an instant, her thin robe becoming a dark gothic gown. She reached out and smoothed her long, lustrous hair, tucking it behind her ears.