“My lady, run away!”
Lily’s voice echoed with desperate cries that turned into screaming.
When she came close, her thin body crumbled when she saw a blade covered in blood.
Red blood began to pool on the gray-stained floor while silver iron shoes stepped on it.
The expression of the man, with a corpse of a small woman under his feet, was full of visible hatred.
A woman stood on the staircase of the hall and watched the whole scene in a way which seemed that she was out of touch with reality.
The garden outside the castle was trampled down by the iron shoes of the knights, and so were the servants protecting her.
Shrieks that come into the ear, for a short or long time, are all looking for the same person.
Miss, miss.
Run away.
Please run away.
However, Beatrice, the girl they cry for, was just looking at a man who wore an expression of disgust as if he were looking at a cheap landscape painting.
His face, which shows no agitation or emotion, was reminiscent of a death mask modeled after the face of a dead person.
“Beatrice Amber, a witch should kneel before God and confess her sins.”
The man’s blue eyes fluttered like fire.
Beatrice learned for the first time today that he could have those scorching eyes even with such a cold color.
I knew that he had never shown me such enthusiasm.
Beatrice, who looked at him in a gentle manner, soon turned her head.
Her gaze paced between the castle and the garden, and beyond.
It was a pity to see that what I had improved all on my own was being trampled on by their feet, but that was all I felt.
She was worried about her own safety and had no sorrow to send to those who died.
Even more so, she has no heart to worry about her own life.
She would just let this situation go by with her attitude towards her acts.
The man in front of her was the most proud and beloved knight of the Empire.
He said that the number of knights following him was more than a hundred.
Yes, it was too many to hunt just one single witch, but considering his reputation spread across the Empire, it’s not difficult to understand.
“If I kneel down and confess my sins, it doesn’t mean that my sins will disappear, so why should I do that?”
There was only one charge against Beatrice Amber.
The crime of murder.
A number of two hundred people got their lives taken away by her hands.
She is even willing to shake her head if she was asked whether she was framed or if it wasn’t true.
It’s true that she killed all of them.
If you ask her if she feels guilty about it, she will shake her head once again.
“Your sins are immeasurable.”
“Do you think I know the depth of my sins?”
“You don’t.”
“How can you say so?”
“Because you don’t see humans as humans.”
Beatrice did not deny it because his words were true.
She doesn’t see humans as humans.
No, she didn’t exactly feel that humans were the same “species” as her.
At the end of the frivolous question and answer, Holy Knights who swarmed into her mansion came in alone.
All the servants who rushed towards the knights to protect her seemed to have lost their lives.
They all glared at Beatrice, the witch on the stairs, their eyes gleaming.
Francis, the high ranked Holy Knight of the Temple, pointed his white sword out and aimed at the witch as a sign of their advance towards her.
“The judgment of God will come.”
“Why does your judgement belong to God?”
It’s like hearing a funny joke.
The sound of a light chuckle rang through the blood-soaked hall.
With that, the woman was immediately taken to the central plaza of the Empire and was placed on the guillotine.
If she has the status of nobility, she won’t receive the trial she deserves.
Beatrice’s notoriety, which lasted for 10 years, ended with 182 male commoners, 32 female commoners, 13 noble men, and 2 noble women.
One of her small misfortunes was the fact that the witch’s neck was so strong that she didn’t die in a single hit, and only after hitting her half-crushed neck five more times, that’s when she completely lost her breath.
Beatrice opened her eyes.
I saw a familiar ceiling.
To describe her current situation, the two lame sentences were most appropriate.
I got up and sat down, a situation where I don’t know how many times had happened.
She was getting sick of seeing the old, deep red duvet and the scenery of my room, where people couldn’t easily catch a glimpse of, and dust that was piled up in every nook and cranny.
I felt a terrible sense of emptiness in this life that I don’t know how long it will end.
Without turning her head, she stretched out her hands to get something and accidentally fumbled the side table.
That being said, something fell and shattered on the floor.
It was already obvious without even looking at it.
A clock.
The damn clock pointing its hands to nine o’clock
After rummaging through the table’s drawer a few more times, she was able to get what she wanted.
As soon as she got five or six matches, she lit them up without hesitation and threw them onto the bed she laid on.
Even if the old duvet is expensive, it burns in an instant.
Even though she was caught as a witch, they did not burn her alive.
It wouldn’t hurt to try it once.
She experienced one more death with a terribly twisted smile.<
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