Chapter 258: That evil little thing and her powers
Splash!
"Mmmmm!" Gertrude woke up from her mini-slumber of sleep when Nathaniel threw the water on her face, making her glare at him.
"You are such a disobedient woman, aren’t you? I told you in a clear voice and simple words, didn’t I? No sleep for you. Let’s see how long you can go without sleeping and giving your powers the time to relax," Nathaniel increased the power of the torture machine he developed from scratch to extract and steal witches’ powers.
"You do know what you are doing is wrong, right? This is unethical," Gertrude shook violently in her seat, and Nath shrugged.
"Is it my fault? You guys are the ones who keep calling me a mixed breed. I help other witches just fine to fulfill my duty as a white witch.
But the dark part of me? It will feel bad if I don’t feed it too, right? So the dark part of me wanted to invent something and look what I came up with. Isn’t this the best thing in the world?" Nath smiled before he sat on his chair in front of her.
He tilted his head and leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes. He was barely keeping his cool.
It has been three days since he has been constantly trying to read this ancient book, but no matter how much he tried, he hasn’t been able to find anything, and this witch, Gertrude, hasn’t been helping, even a little bit.
"What you are doing is inhumane!" Gertrude gritted her teeth before she coughed blood, the little red liquid rolling down the corner of her lips, making Nath sigh.