Chapter 217

“Do you even have the right to spew such nonsense at them?”

She looked down on everyone and threw out a provocative remark. She first glanced at Airi, covering her mouth lightly with her finger and sneering.

“The root cause of Werner getting hurt is you, isn’t it? And then you go and ruin someone’s golden years with childcare, and at that age, you still have no sense… Do you even have a brain? Besides, you’re that woman’s child, aren’t you? How shameless do you have to be to stick around? If it were me, I’d be so embarrassed I’d hide in the mountains. Oh, are you relying on your father? Honestly, I don’t like your father either. Acting all high and mighty, pretending to be aloof and silent, while hurting others and pretending to be some kind of villain—it’s disgusting.”

Then she turned her gaze to Glacia and continued her sharp words.

“You’re no different. You begged your father to get Werner, thinking you could just take him like some object. Did you really think you could just snatch him up by whining to your parents? Oh, of course, there are kids who think like that. No different from those pathetic nobles, huh? Why didn’t you just hire some slave hunters? You only acted that way because you thought you were above him. I hate people like you with your elitist mindset the most. Could you do me a favor and go back to the north? Oh, should I beg my father like you did?”

Finally, she turned to Camelian Peony and unleashed a barrage of venomous words.

“You’re the most ridiculous one. When he actually needed you, you were off wandering around looking for your so-called great father or whatever and your younger sister. Oh, of course, I can understand. Everyone has their own priorities. But if you chose family, you should have stuck to it stubbornly. You couldn’t find your family, so you came back and decided to play the role of a sister… Don’t you think that’s laughable? How can someone even do that? Disgusting? Oh, come to think of it, considering where your father and brother were, maybe it’s genetic?”

It was an unprecedented insult. Both Airi and Glacia were seething with anger.

“Did senility hit you early because of your age? I was trying to overlook your nonsense since you don’t seem to be in your right mind, but I can’t let that slide. Oh, should I be blunt? Your attitude is pissing me off, and I have no obligation to tolerate the crap spewing from your disgusting mouth.”

“Rarely do I agree with Miss Airi. I don’t know what you think you know to insult my relationship with him, but unfortunately, I wasn’t raised to just let such insults slide.”

But Camelian Peony showed no emotion. She simply accepted the criticism, believing it to be valid.

“Let’s all calm down first, take a moment to cool off, and then talk things through calmly…”

She, as the elder, tried to rationalize the situation. However, what she failed to realize was that wild beasts can’t be tamed with words.

Glacia’s slash flew toward Lorcha, and the tree roots controlled by Airi also targeted her.

And only then did the unease Camelian Peony had felt reveal its true nature.

“Devour them, Gaasheg Bula.”

As Lorcha removed her glove, a tattoo similar to the one on Damian’s face was revealed.

And Lorcha’s shadow transformed into snakes—no, creatures even more grotesque—and devoured the slashes and tree roots.

“So you’ve dabbled in dark magic. You do know how insane that is, don’t you?”

Camelian Peony, who loathed dark sorcerers, gritted her teeth. Most dark sorcerers she had seen were twisted by ugly desires, accepting corrupted power. Sometimes, they even took lives to quench their thirst for power.

“I was just curious. How painful it is, how wretched it is, how heavy a burden it is… Just using a little bit of it, my whole body feels like it’s breaking, my organs are tearing, and my blood feels like it’s boiling. Then that child must have been in pain too. Bearing even more pain, an even more wretched price, and an even heavier burden than this.”

Lorcha also despised dark sorcerers. Perhaps it was because she lost her mother to a dark sorcerer in her childhood, or because she had learned of all the atrocities committed by dark sorcerers, or because of the stories Werner had told her about them.

That’s why she felt an unbearable disgust knowing that her own child from the future was a dark sorcerer.

“You flinch at just this much pain, yet you talk too much. So I’m going to eliminate all the causes.”

Lorcha glared at everyone with a venomous look.

“That child ended up like that because of the duty to protect her siblings. Werner and I may have our faults, but you all pressured her in that future too. So the fact that you’re involved with Werner is a great misfortune for someone. What did those so-called siblings even do? They were nothing but burdens, full of complaints and annoying everyone. So if you just stay away, and if Werner and I get married, the best future where none of that happens can come true.”

This sudden emotion wasn’t unfounded. She had always secretly wished Werner would stay by her side instead of disappearing. Damian’s incident had just driven that feeling home. Even if the child from the future didn’t feel real, seeing someone she clearly recognized as her own child turn to dust and scatter before her eyes would make anyone think the same.

“You’ve completely lost it. There’s a line even for crimes committed in a state of mental weakness, but you’ve crossed it completely.”

Originally, a dark sorcerer was a capital criminal just for breathing.

“Blabber all you want. Don’t argue with the decisions I’ve made. You’re just obstacles.”

Camelian Peony sensed the anomaly, drew her sword, cut through the wall, and jumped out with Glacia and Airi. Even though she fell from a height of three floors while supporting the weight of two people, her body wasn’t fragile enough to be fazed by such an impact.

Glacia and Airi noticed their shoes were wet. Lorcha had been slowly leaking water to flood the floor without them noticing. It was a trick possible because she was the Spirit King’s contractor. And she planned to later transform that water into the grotesque, mouthed creatures she had created earlier to attack Airi and her group.

“It was a good opportunity, but I guess everything has to be destroyed.”

The water flowing through the hole in the wall transformed into a giant snake, opening its grotesque, gaping maw. Lorcha, riding on the snake, aimed at everyone and began chanting a spell.

“Spear of Water, formed from the blood of the mountain, turn into blood.”

Thousands of water spears materialized in the air. It was the result of combining the Spirit King’s magic with dark magic. Of course, even this was a degraded application of the technique her son had used. She used the Spirit King’s magic as support and dark magic as the main force. Naturally, the latter was both more powerful and riskier.

The water spears rained down from the sky like a downpour, aiming for the lives of Airi and her group. Of course, Airi and her group weren’t going to just take it. Camelian Peony and Glacia launched slashes at Lorcha, and Airi summoned massive tree roots to block the attacks and counterattack.

Just as their life-threatening attacks were about to collide, a massive magical barrier nullified their attacks.

[Magic that absorbs impact.]

It wasn’t a grandly named spell. In fact, it was just something Werner had hastily created. Based on the knowledge left by his caretaker, he twisted reality to create a new spell. Of course, there were limits, as twisting reality too much would endanger Werner’s own life.

And the foundation supporting that magical power was the power Damian had left behind. It was only about 30% of the power he had in life, but even that 30% was an enormous amount, and combined with Werner’s innate magical power, it became a sturdy support that could sustain reality-twisting magic.

“Looks like there’s a problem while I’m getting beaten to a pulp by our grandfather… Can I join in too?”

In just a week, Werner had spent about four months in a special space, honing new spells while being beaten. And now, seeing his lovers fighting so viciously in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel dumbfounded.