[[[CP|W:395|H:234|A:L|U:http://file1.qidian.com/chapters/20158/6/3391631635744706681097500182472.jpg]]] - Tell me the story of a woman.

The olive branch on the traveler's forehead, the wind blowing from afar on the sea, the murmur in the starless night.

The maidens of the royal family always have such unrealistic dreams.

If only she could know a hero, she thinks so occasionally.

The girl who loves to dream is easy to attract the favor of God, but God favors another hero even more, and the hero needs help, so the golden arrow shoots at the girl's heart.

Love is always blind, especially love at first sight that is manipulated, and the young heart becomes empty in an instant.

So, she helped her lover steal the country's treasures.

So, for him, she tore her brother apart.

Love that begins with a blind golden arrow naturally ends with a lead arrow.

It's not a big deal, it's just a girl who loves to dream and loses the heart of that dream.

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"The Witch"

The flames of the illusion burned on the blonde-haired magician, and with a look of disbelief, the magician fell to the ground.

And in front of him, the woman who wrapped her body in a heavy purple-black robe let out a loud laugh.

Rampant laughter.

That's because I'm happy to finally get rid of a stupid master, and the other is sad.

"Witch! You call me a witch?! ”

The woman, known as the witch, laughed, and her cheeks, hidden in her robes, seemed to have traces of water.

"Yes, witch."

An unfamiliar voice came from the doorway, and she looked back to see a man in a blue leotard with one eye closed and a bright red magic gun pointed at her. Then, the man spoke: "It seems that you killed your master, but it doesn't matter, you will have to accompany him in a while anyway." ”

"What do you mean?"

The witch restrained her smile, but there was still a hint of bitterness at the corner of her mouth.

Perhaps, she did not see this hero. But with the weapon in his hand alone, she guessed the identity of the enemy.

It's nothing, in this melee where there is only one winner, it is normal to be approached by the enemy. But this is the Magic Workshop, a well-hidden place, and there is only one possibility to be found directly.

As if he had guessed the witch's thoughts, the man with the gun smiled slightly: "That's what you imagined." ”

"You've been betrayed, witch."

It was already the middle of the night when I escaped from the spearman's hands.

The memory of the battle is a little blurry, and the combat effectiveness of the servant who has lost the master is rapidly weakening, even if he has absolute confidence in his own strength, the witch can only flee in a hurry.

Eventually, she collapsed.

Looking at the inky sky, she suddenly remembered what her teacher, Hecate, one of the Greek goddesses of the moon, had told her.

"You will betray, and you will be betrayed, this is your fate."

"Is it fate?"

She is the royal daughter of Colcas, who seems to be noble, but in fact she has been manipulated all her life.

The hero favored by the gods needs help, so she "falls in love with him". Betrayal of the country, betrayal of loved ones, and finally betrayal by the "lover".

This is the origin of her, the famous witch of betrayal, the origin of Medea.

Did she do something wrong?

No, everyone knows that she hasn't actually done anything wrong, it's just that someone has to take on that stigma, and the witch's imprint is on her soul.

As the heroes who represent the good, the necessary evil is the opposite.

The "makers" of all disasters, the living sacrifices that bear the stigma.

Hate between people

It's okay to be ugly at the bottom of your heart

Even the harvest of crops, the death of people, were blamed on her.

She's a witch! So it's all her fault! People think so.

Darkness and sinking, so the pure princess became a witch.

"Haha"

Unconsciously, laughter came from the witch's distress. The hand unconsciously let go, and as his own "witch" identity, the short knife that broke the contract fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Since she is regarded as a witch, then it is the duty of a traveling witch.

A woman who has never been free in her life, thinks.

But it was pointless, and even she didn't know if it was her wish.

The rain was falling, and in the night without moonlight, the rain seemed so dark, she thought unconsciously.

So, are you going to die?

Again

Sleep again in eternal darkness?

She held on until a cold, dry hand fell on hers, stained with blood.

Only then did she realize that at some point, a man had walked up to her. She didn't expect that in the middle of the night when it was raining heavily, there would be people passing by and coming to the deserted mountains and forests.

"What are you doing there?"

About three or four seconds later, a calm male voice came out.

She vaguely recognized it, and in her heart she had already identified the other party's next move.

In the dark night, I saw a man with blood on his body and a sharp short knife falling from the side of his hand. Based on this alone, she could judge that the next second the other party saw the bloodstains, he would scream and flee from here.

Hehe, what an ironic and indifferent reality.

What will he do next? Is it a call to the Metropolitan Police Department? Or hide under the quilt and shiver? Although time was running out, she suddenly became interested in it.

Well, but the next thing has nothing to do with me, the witch thought.

It's like before you were alive.

I'm going to die here alone

She thought, it must be like this, and then the next second, her vision fell into darkness.

When she woke up again, to her surprise, she was no longer in the forest.

An old, neat and clean Japanese-style house with a wisp of tea fragrance coming from next door. Then, the paper door of the cubicle was opened, and the man from before appeared in front of her.

"Are you awake? Can you tell me why? ”

It's still the same problem, and the man doesn't seem to be afraid of her.

The man paused slightly, and took out the brewed tea from his side: "If you feel troublesome, you can choose to leave directly." ”

"Don't worry, if I forget, I'll forget."

This is the first encounter between Medea and Soichiro Katsugi.

This is a strange man, she thought to herself. Compared to ordinary people, he seems to be an empty shell without a soul.

There's no reason to live, there's no reason to die, it's just there. To be honest, compared to the previous magician master who could use technology to make magic crystals, if you choose him as the master, it will be quite easy to manipulate.

The witch thought so.

Before she knew it, she had told everything, the Holy Grail War, the War of the Seven Servants, the Cauldron of Almighty, the Wishing Machine, and the former Master she had murdered.

To her surprise, the man accepted her statement easily.

"Can you believe a story like this?"

"So, were you lying just now?" The man asked rhetorically.

Of course not, so the man signed the contract smoothly. To tell the truth, this simply surprised the witch too much, so she casually involved herself in a battlefield of life and death, and agreed without hesitation,

It's incredible, the witch thought, and dismantled the magic that had been made with the last of the dregs of magic for the mind.

She felt disgusted for her previous despicable thoughts.

This man had no reason to go to war, nor because he was afraid of the witch, but because he agreed to this thing because-

- She, she asked him for help.

That's all.

"Try not to disturb your life now."

He spoke, uttering his only request, which sounded unbelievable to her.

"Say it when you need help."

This is the first encounter between a rebellious witch and a corrupt murderer.

By the way, by the way, a little thing happened after that.

In order to make a reasonable contract, the witch asks the man to have sex with her.

The man looked a little distressed.

After half a ring, he responded cautiously.

"Ask a question."

He spoke.

"Be violent, or be gentle."

Like I said before, it's just a trivial matter, nothing more. Nothing has changed in reality, but the witch's dark heart has been slightly shaken, and the man has given up his current stable life without noticing.

It's just a trivial matter.

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PS: Gentlemen! Mr. Ge Mu's male god said that it's a pity that it's still dead in the main FSN