Chapter 27: The Witch’s Declaration
Qwanisha and Max were fuming in anger. However, what could they do? The moment the other races firmly decided a single decision, rare chances of happening as disagreement would usually appear, the humans knew they were at the disadvantage–they didn't have the qualifications to even raise their opinion. Qwanisha and Max looked at each other and seemingly reached an agreement. They knew similar cases of today's event would happen and might happen a long time ago, so they were very prepared.
"If Kaiju won't survive, then we will kill ourselves." That was what they were about to say. They knew that the statement would threaten the other races. The latter might have to wait for another decade for similar humans to appear in the Hellish Trial... or not at all.
After all, humans were cautious by nature. Now that there was no news to those who bravely entered the Hellish Trial, proudly even publicly announcing it, they might not attempt.
Hence, they knew it would work. However... they simultaneously glance at the witch, through their peripheral vision, the witch seemed to have been taken by a shock. As expected, the witch's face turned ugly as she was staring at Kaiju.
Qwanisha's heart skipped a beat. Max, on the other hand, suddenly felt like Kaiju might have survived, causing the witch, known for being so proud about their curse, to have such an intense reaction. Max stared intensely at Kaiju, and the latter's body suddenly collapsed.
His heart skipped a beat, Qwanisha wailed. Was she wrong? It shouldn't be. Max failed to react to Qwanisha's sprint towards Kaiju, seemingly ignoring the presence of the witch. Max quickly followed her, not wanting his future wife to be harmed by a witch. Only the witch could get rid of the curse, and knowing how proudful the witch was, it would be certain his future wife would carry the curse until she ceased to live.
He certainly did not want it to happen. Hence, he quickly tried to restrain her while staring cautiously at the witch. After all, he knew he would not be able to catch up to her future wife–so agile and swift that it was even difficult to catch her silhouette. At this point, he could only think of pushing the witch away from Kaiju with his movement skill.
However, who would have thought the witch suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace behind of her existence? Max glanced at Kaiju and Qwanisha, the latter hugging Kaiju in her embrace, while pressing her fingers on Kaiju's neck. Seeing Qwanisha's face painted with relief, Max calmed down somewhat.