Chapter 1414 - Useless person (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Dusk was extremely charming.

It was not just her appearance; of course, her facial features were extremely beautiful, which was a common feature of the Witches. It went the same for Balshan, who constantly gave him the cold treatment. It was impossible to use the term ugly to describe them, so much that even her serious face actually… contained some sort of unique and distinct style.

But Charms would never say that out loud.

It would just bring about even more cold and deadly glares.

Dusk was adorable in many other aspects—her smile when she encountered happy things, her cries when she stumbled upon setbacks. She never hid her emotions or thoughts and was as pure as the clear spring in the snow. But she remained steadfast and dedicated in certain fields, for example staying at the station for an entire week and waited for Charms to appear just to thank him.

In short, she was perfect.

Dusk was unlike any of the other ladies he had encountered and was extremely unique. If everyone else was black and white, she would be red-orange, just like her short and curly red hair.

Comparing the two, Balshan was lacking greatly despite the fact that the both of them were Witches.

“Hey, don’t you think that I’m oblivious to what you’re planning.” Upon walking into the plaza, Charms found Balshan waiting by the door. “You should know that we are Witches, right?”

“From the very first day we met,” he retorted.

“So you admit you are harboring the thoughts to fool around?” Balshan raised an eyebrow.

“I do not know why you feel that way, but Dusk is so adorable, I do not have any reason to let anyone else be with her.”

If Dusk was present, Charms would have never dared say such words, but he did not wish to cower from Balshan. He was able to voice out anything—no matter how bold and audacious they were.

Not expecting him to admit his feelings, Balshan was dumbstruck for a moment. “Wh… what adorable, that’s not the point! She is a Witch, and you should know what a Witch cannot do!”

“So what.” Charms stuck his chest out and revealed the ‘war hero’ badge worn on his shirt. “I have an elder brother, so my father wouldn’t mind even if I don’t have any children! And this is a badge personally awarded by His Majesty; it is definitely enough to ensure her future livelihood, so what other doubts do you have?”

Balshan was stunned.

It took her a long while before she retorted, “Hmph, empty words count for nothing, I will keep my eyes on you before I expose you.”

“Whatever.” Charms shrugged. “Right, if you didn’t mention that you were a Witch, I would have forgotten about it. What power do you have? Why do I feel that you are purely using your strength to transport the supplies?”

For some reason, he sensed the other party’s expression worsen after asking the question.

“Are you thinking that I don’t belong here?”

“No… I was just curious.” Charms immediately waved his hands. He realized that his words came across as offensive and sarcastic. Strange… I’m usually careful with my words; when have I ever become so careless? Even if she is unreasonable, I will never stoop so low and be despicable.

Just when he thought that she had stopped answering, Balshan whispered, “My ability is to kill.”

Charms took a deep breath. “What?”

Balshan picked up a seed from the ground and placed it in her hand. Soon enough, the seed started withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Eventually, it shrunk and turned into a brown lump.

“Any lifeforms that I touch rapidly wither like this seed… It doesn’t stop at plants or animals; even stones and metals are affected by my ability, just that the effect is much slower on them, and the magic power exhaustion is far larger. So it is mainly used on enemies.”

Charms took two steps back. “Then why aren’t you fighting against the monsters?”

“The Witch Union doesn’t approve of it. They are responsible for the delegation of work to the Witches, but my ability requires physical contact to be executed. They recognize that the risks are too great and there are very few places for me to execute my ability. In the end, they allowed me to choose what I wanted to do, aside from battle.” Balshan laughed out in self-mockery. “So verbal promises do not guarantee anything… and His Majesty Roland is no exception.”