The young knight, who had thought he had died on the battlefield, returned.

It is said that he also brought back a beautiful and cute witch.

In this land, witches who are proficient in all kinds of magic are undoubtedly more mysterious than mages who can only do some witchcraft.

But the witch who returned to the royal capital with the young knight seemed to be different.

On the streets of the bustling bazaar, there is an additional magic shop.

As long as you pay enough, you can get the help of the witch-sama.

Whether it's healing a wound, predicting the future, or finding a lost item or loved one...... The witch is capable of anything.

In less than a month, the residents of the entire royal capital remembered this magic shop on the street and the beautiful and cute silver-haired witch in the magic shop.

"Okay~ It's okay anymore."

"Thank you! Thank you, Witch-sama! ”

"No need to ......"

At noon on a drizzly day, a knight in civilian clothes walked into the magic shop with an umbrella and passed by the residents who had come to heal.

"Aren't you training today?"

The king did not blame the knight, but rejoiced that he was still alive—she knew it.

When she returned, the young knight was busier than he had heard from the knight's story. Even though I often come to the magic shop, it's always at night, no matter how heavy the rain is.

Only this day is an exception.

The little witch felt that the atmosphere was a little unusual.

"It's going to be war again."

"Huh?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow, so go back to the forest."

"Where are you going?"

"To the battlefield, of course."

“……”

In the past year, the little witch has been back to the cabin in the forest twice, but there is no trace of her witch master coming back, perhaps there is something more important to do.

She's grown accustomed to running her own little magic shop in the city.

"Why am I leaving?"

"If you don't go back for so long, you'll be discovered by your master, right?"

The young knight dodged his gaze, not knowing how to tell the real reason.

What he was supposed to do at noon today was to bring the little witch to the battlefield with him.

The king was glad that he had come back alive a year ago, but what he valued more was the little witch who had come back with him and had mastered all kinds of powerful magic.

Leaving the little witch behind became the task given to him by the king for the past year.

If the little witch is still in the city after he leaves, I'm afraid the king will use other means to disadvantage the little witch.

"But I ......"

The little witch is reluctant to give up the magic shop, and she is not willing to give up the knight.

She thought about it, and finally nodded slightly.

"Hmm."

It rained until the next day.

When the weather is fine, the knight is gone, and so is the little witch.

The king did not get any news that the little witch had gone to the battlefield, thinking that it was a knight's strategy to hide his hole cards, so he only stayed in front of the door of the magic shop with a sign of "closed" for a while and left.

The knight went to the northern border of the kingdom.

The rugged hilly terrain borders the cold regions of the north.

Standing on the watchtower on the border, you can see the snow-covered white plains in the distance, and you can see the wheat fields cultivated by the northern neighbor on the land that has not yet been covered with thick snow.

And their army rested in front of the wheat field, which was just a stone's throw away under a watchtower on the border of the kingdom.

To the south of the watchtower, corpses, broken swords, and dried blood were scattered across the ground.

The lookout camp on the border has fallen.

The little witch on the other side, going around and around for the direction of the battlefield, flew north, flew across the border, and flew into the snowy cold snow.