Lynn held himself upright and walked calmly toward her, blood dripping with every step.
"You're jealous that this family accepted your daughter. You can't stand anything good. You've been a wicked witch from beginning to end. You bewitched Carmel into falling in love with you. You wanted to become the Countess, only to discover that the real Countess was far better than you!"
"You couldn't bear their love. You couldn't measure up to that mother. You envied her compassion and kindness, so you tried to murder her. And your death was entirely your own fault!"
"I saw Carmel in the reenactment of the past. He'd known you were a witch for a long time, and because he loved you, he did everything he could to protect you during that Witch Hunt. But you threw it back in his face. Your jealousy stripped you of the right to call yourself human!"
Lynn pointed at her and said gravely:
"You were always an utterly evil witch. You spread plague throughout that county. You used black magic to terrorize everyone there. He'd actually uncovered your crimes long ago, but as your husband, he wanted to give you one more chance to change. Instead of taking it, you only grew more brazen!"
"You resent him for removing your veil at the Burning at the Stake Ground? You resent being burned to death?!"
"Then let me tell you this: you deserved to die. If you'd continued living, that would have been a curse upon everyone!"
It was like a great trial.
Every word Lynn spoke pierced her heart like a knife.
She began to shriek hysterically.
"I'll kill you!!"
She desperately summoned the raging flames, trying to burn Lynn to ashes.
But the weeping within her body grew ever more intense, and that tremendous hatred