Chapter 173 - Purge of the Witch (1) (1/2)

”How splendid!” The chief clapped.

”I will prepare a banquet and distribute one silver coin to each family to celebrate the purging of a witch,” he announced.

The eyes of the villagers changed once they heard they would have an easier winter. One silver coin amounted to ten large copper coins. It would be able to fill in the absence for their lack of harvest this season with no problem.

”Here is the girlie,” the same stall owner pushed me to the chief.

The chief smiled as he dropped one small copper coin on the ground. The stall owner searched for the coin with his worn out hands on the dirt ground. I didn't expect the villagers to be nice to a new person in town, but this was just brutal.

All the villagers had a change in their attitudes as they looked at me with scorn. The henchman was called to tie the same ropes around my wrists and ankles into tight knots. But before he could, Luke tried to negotiate with the chief while blocking his way.

”You don't have the banquet ready yet. Please let me say my farewells until it's ready,” Luke pointed out to the villagers the chief may go back on his word.

”Tsk,” he spat on the ground.

”I'll make sure the banquet will be tomorrow evening after putting your girl at the stake,” he demanded his henchmen to make the preparations.

Luke sighed in relief, thinking he bought us some time before one of the henchmen slammed my head against the stone wall. I screamed in pain as my vision flickered in and out filtered in a shield of red from my injured eyes. I felt my limbs being dragged on the floor as the sharp pebbles made my wounds get worse.

Instead of looking away, the other villagers cheered from defeating another 'witch' to curry more favour from the chief. They raised their arms in support as they yelled for my death.

”Kill the witch!” A stall owner screamed.