The witch thought I am a Demon God

Upon hearing this, Ivita broke into a cold smile. "The Mortal King’s plan is ingenious. Once sent to the snowy mountains, the daughter of Witch Anna automatically loses her inheritance rights to her father’s worldly wealth and power and is forever distanced from Ambros."

The Old Witch shook her head. "If what this diary says is true, then Rosmond also sent his own son to the hunter’s headquarters, the Adelaide Forest, to become a stationed hunter in the jungle, thus forever losing his inheritance rights."

"Rosmond is one of the most famous Grand Viscounts in Ambros, and the Ambros people see him as a great restorer."

"But now that I know these truths, I realize he is nothing but a villain."

"Even more villainous than myself."

"At most, I steal people’s possessions, but this man, driven by his own fears, has created such a tragedy, even allowing Witch Anna to conduct such dangerous experiments here! Damn, he’s trying to get us killed!"

"Cut the grass and pull out the roots!"

Ivita shook his head, "The suspicion of rulers is usually severe."

"Moreover, within this, the figures of the Son of the Forest and Pan God emerge. Why do I feel that the split between Witch Anna and Grand Viscount Rosmond is the result of someone stirring the pot?"

The Hearthstone Grand Witch considered it carefully and also felt something was wrong. "Your Majesty, this diary speaks of everything, but when it comes to why the Thousand-Year Fire periodically faces the danger of extinguishing and how to kindle the Thousand-Year Fire, it doesn’t mention a word."

"Even the places that did mention it were directly torn out."