I’m the King Of Technology

for was such a place.

A place where only women reigned and men were kept behind cages like the dogs that they were.

They also believed that eating a man ’s flesh would keep them young and beautiful, with much vitality.

Only when the man ’s flesh has a hidden disease would they age.

That was their own explanation for ageing.

One of the girls was about to cleanly cut off her victim ’s legs when the victim suddenly sat up with all his strength, accidentally touching her.

”Ahhh~~ Sisters! This smelly man has defiled my body by touching me. ”

”Oh no! You need to hurry up and wash up with the sacred Pond water, or else you will age 10 months faster after this. ”

The girl ’s face grew grim.

No! She didn ’t want to grow old.
She was still going and beautiful.

What if her lover, sister Magaret, didn ’t like her anymore?

No way!

He gritted her teeth and quickly dashed towards the sacred pond a little distance from them while cursing that bloody victim for putting her through all this.

The sad part was that even with her gone, the ceremony would still continue, meaning that all the good body parts would be eaten by the others, leaving her with the least favourable parts that won ’t add much to her beauty after consumption.

What she wanted were the heart, eyes, tongue and a few other vital parts.

So by the time she got back, wouldn ’t they have been snatched away?

Why was life so unfair?

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~Wham! Wham! Wham Wham!~

The sounds of the victims getting butchered echoed across the courtyard, tracing up towards one of the tall towering buildings nearby.

Looking outside the window were the 13 head witches of the place.

Like beautiful music to their ears, the witches couldn ’t help smiling in satisfaction at the gruesome sounds below.

”Sisters, isn ’t it truly marvellous when the young learn the ways of our sisterhood? ”

Another woman with a poisonous potted plant in her hands nodded in agreement: ”Yes.
It appears that they do enjoy this pretty much.
But rules are rules.
They can only do this once a month to maintain their beauty. ”

”Hmmm…
That ’s the tragic part.
Now, why don ’t we go back to the matter of Princess Lucy? ”

”Yes…
Let ’s… ”

With that, the ladies retook their seats around a shrine that seemed to have a single portrait of Lucy on it.

What an exquisite Portrait!

Head witch Jimila took off her hat, revealing her thick, vibrant red hair that could make many die in envy.

She was just 39 years of age.

And as law here, a Head Witch can only be between the ages of 30~45.

After 45, they were to be elders, forming a council that would aid the current Head Witch in decision making.

Today, Head Witch Jimila had found their new sacrifice for the upcoming Full Moon Festival, a year and 7 months from now.

That ’s right.

They had to leave and sail out fast, capturing her and bringing her back before the Sacrifice Date.

No matter what, Princess Lucy had to be sacrificed!

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