Chapter 6
Mary was hung high on a wooden stake.
She seemed to have been whipped for days, with no inch of her skin left unbroken.
Yet her mouth kept muttering something.
From afar, she was a bloody mess, utterly horrifying.
On the other side, Little Feng was tied to a wooden chair, crying in
terror.
He kept crying for his mother, but no one present paid him any
attention.
Some couldn’t bear it, but could only clench their fists and force themselves not to interfere.
I suddenly turned to look at Arthur, who stood calmly behind me.
Even if Mary was at fault, why did he have to torment Little Feng?
He clearly doted on him before.
But now he was willing to throw that child into hell.
I suddenly remembered Nian Nian, whom he had strangled to death, and my lips turned pale.
Arthur was a madman.
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“Why are you looking at me like that?”
The man beside me suddenly spoke.
I shuddered and instinctively opened my mouth.
“What does this have to do with Little Feng?!”
Arthur froze, then smiled.
He pressed my shoulders and pushed me toward Mary.
Only then did I hear clearly what she had been saying.
“Bitch… damn bitch…”
“A whore for thousands…!”
Before she could finish, someone beside her cut out her tongue.
Blood gushed from her mouth.
I watched Mary convulse in pain, my hands trembling.
Just then, Arthur shoved a dagger into my hand.
Then he gripped my hand tightly and aimed it at Mary.
“Diana, being soft–hearted once is enough.”
“After saving a beast that bites you, you must learn to cut the weeds and pull out the roots.”
“See if she did the same to you…”
The dagger in my hand grew heavy.
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My gaze gradually calmed, and my whole body went limp.
“Let me go.”
“Diana…”
“I said let me go!”
Arthur pursed his lips but slowly released my hand.
Then I threw the dagger to the ground and turned to leave.
But he grabbed my arm, his voice hoarse.
“Why…”
“No reason. I just don’t like it.”
I pulled my arm away and looked at him warily.
“Arthur, what I said that day, I now say to you.
“You’ve changed.”
Arthur’s eyes reddened, his chest heaving.
He forced out each word with difficulty.
“I haven’t changed… I haven’t changed at all…”
“I haven’t changed… I haven’t changed…”
Suddenly, he snapped and, catching me off guard, swept me up in his
arms.
Then, stone–faced, he headed toward the werewolf camp.
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I struggled in panic.
“What are you doing?!”
Arthur gave me a bleak smile.
“Don’t even think about leaving me, Diana.”
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“Things between us will never change. Don’t rob me of the chance to atone.”
I was locked in the werewolf camp.
Day and night, werewolves stood guard; not even a fly could slip in.
Arthur knew I hated him.
He never entered the tent, just dismissed the werewolves.
He’d squat outside, rambling about our past.
He didn’t know I’d spent all my witch’s essence to save him back then.
When hatred blinded him, his mind went blank.
He wronged me.
Hearing this, I often didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
In the end, it was simply not enough love.
He didn’t love me as much as I’d believed.
As days dragged on,
I gradually lost track of day or night outside.
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Even the patterns on the tent ceiling grew less frightening.
Thirty–six distinct designs–I’d counted every one.
Just as despair set in, someone dismissed the guards and slipped through the darkness.
“Your Excellency, the High Priestess!”
A petite she–wolf gazed at me with blazing eyes.
Before I could react–snip.
My long hair tumbled down behind me.
At the same moment, a new set of werewolf clan attire appeared beside
- me.
“Please leave this place.”
A weary voice came from behind the small she–wolf.
I turned to see Arthur’s mother stepping forward.
She stretched out calloused hands, cupping a handful of earth, then gently smeared it on my face.
This was the werewolf clan’s blessing for travelers.
Suddenly, Arthur’s mother and younger sister knelt together; I stumbled back two steps.
Their bodies trembled, yet their devotion burned fierce.
Foreheads thudded against the ground–boom, boom, boom—
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Three ritual bows in total.
“Arthur committed monstrous crimes, yet he remains stubborn and unrepentant.”
Mother’s eyes reddened, voice thick with tears and helplessness.
Trembling, she pressed a heavy coin pouch into my hands.
“We raced day and night, but still arrived too late.”
“Three hundred kilometers west, exiled witch clan descendants live there.”
“We found them by chance while fleeing.”
“And this…”
A small bundle was offered to me.
My heart clenched, eyes stinging.
Nian Nian’s remains.
“This is our clan’s debt to you.”
“Run now. Don’t look back.”
The path ahead ended abruptly at a sheer cliff.
In the howling cold wind, scattered beacon fires flickered.
I held Annie tightly, locking eyes with the red–eyed Arthur behind me.
He slowly reached out, his voice trembling.
“Come… Diana…”
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Seeing his fearful expression, I smiled.
“Let me go.”
My voice was soft.
Yet it struck Arthur’s heart like a sledgehammer.
“Impossible!”
He blurted out instinctively.
As if that could keep me by his side forever.
My smile widened, but didn’t reach my eyes.
Then I lifted my heel and slowly stepped back.
Falling to the bottom, even the Witch Clan Priestess would be shattered to pieces.
“Don’t!”
His face instantly paled, eyes filled with agony.
“Don’t jump… I beg you.”
Hearing “beg you“, I froze.
Then I held Annie even tighter and looked up coldly at Arthur.
“Alright…”
He finally gave in.
The cold wind whipped ashes from the beacon fires against his face as
Arthur gave me one last deep look.
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That look was complex, sorrowful, desperate.
He didn’t want to let me go, but even more, he didn’t want me to die.
I watched him retreat with his men to the mountainside, then run off without looking back.
After all, this life was bought for me by Elizabeth.
I wouldn’t kill myself.
But I feared he would regret it.
Arthur stared fixedly at my retreating figure.
The acupuncture needles inside him had already pierced his vital
organs.
Blood gushed from his mouth.
He wiped the blood from his lips with a smile and murmured.
“If there’s a next life, don’t save a beast like me again…”
By the time I boarded the ferry, no one had come after me.
I collapsed onto the deck, gasping for breath.
As I calmed down, my heart pounded like a drum.
Suddenly, I glanced.
Faint flames glowed in the distance.
My heart leaped, thinking Arthur had caught up.
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But looking closer,
Thick smoke rose steadily from the direction of the werewolf camp.
The werewolf camp was on fire.
And Arthur hadn’t escaped.
Amid the raging flames, he was covered in blood.
On the other side lay the newly tailored bridal gown with floral embroidery.
Only it never met its owner.
Shouts from the werewolf clan’s outsiders rose and fell.
But Arthur seemed not to hear, slowly kneeling on the ground.
As his forehead touched the ground, flames mercilessly engulfed him.
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