Chapter 1281 – ##08_Bride Meeting
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1.
The Great War was over, and Siwoo had just finished proposing.
Almost all of the public enemies and exiles affiliated with Hexennacht were dragged to the Gehenna Witch Tribunal, where they were awaiting trial.
However, not all Hexennacht members failed to escape.
Weren’t public enemies or exiles originally experts at moving in secret?
Like cockroaches, they scattered all over the world, hiding in the shadows to avoid the fiery surveillance network of the Location Points.
Miriam, the 22nd-ranked witch widely known as the ‘Witch of Lies,’ was also one of the witches who fled for survival.
“Ugh, damn it. This cigarette tastes like crap.”
In a shabby abandoned factory in Caracas, Venezuela.
Miriam flicked away her cigarette butt.
She was a 22nd-ranked witch.
A powerhouse among witches, one of the strongest in their society.
In countries under Gehenna’s influence, she had to walk around like a shrimp, cowering, but in Latin American countries, she had been able to swagger around with some authority.
Staying long-term in luxurious high-end hotels or spending leisurely time at high-end resorts was the norm.
She had lived in such good conditions that she didn’t even recognize it as extravagance.
Until just a few months ago.
“If I stay in this shitty place any longer, I’m going to go crazy.”
But now, she was hiding in a moldy abandoned factory with no proper air conditioning, where water dripped from the ceiling when it rained.
The dozen or so exiles in similar situations huddled around her with gloomy expressions were no comfort at all.
“…How long do we have to live like this?”
Location Points were relentlessly searching even the Second and Third Worlds, which were originally Hexennacht’s territory, conducting a massive search.
Even if the search ended, the world would never be the same.
They would either have to say goodbye to civilization and return to a primitive lifestyle, or be captured by Gehenna. Only one of these two options remained.
“It’s okay. It won’t be long anyway. Just like it’s darkest before dawn, if we just overcome this hardship, we will… *sniffle, sob… sob sob*…”
“I heard a rumor that if you surrender to Location Points, they’ll be lenient…”
“Are you crazy? Do you think Gehenna will give us a fair trial? If we go, we’re dead. We’ll just get our brands permanently engraved!”
“I need alcohol… alcohol! Someone bring me alcohol!”
“SHUT YOUR TRAPS!!!”
Miriam yelled, unable to bear the murmuring that was spreading like a group of hysterics in a ward.
The abandoned factory fell silent again, with only deep sighs that seemed to make the ground sink.
“Shit, shit, shit, shit…”
The witches gathered here weren’t exactly Miriam’s comrades or people she knew.
They had ended up running away and hiding together, and Miriam was just playing the role of the leader because she was the highest-ranked.
Should she just kill them off one by one, extract their brands, and then disappear?
It would be impossible to take them all on at once, but if she joined forces with the three highest-ranked ones, wouldn’t it be possible?
No.
The full-scale pursuit network hadn’t been deployed in Venezuela yet.
If she left traces of a barrier or caused a clash of magical power, she would be detected by the detection eyes, and that would be the end of her.
So, did that mean she had to stay cooped up here for days and days?
In this sweltering, dusty hole? If so, for how long? A year? Ten years? Or would she have to hide for 100 years?
Would the situation even improve after that much time?
It was then.
-Thump
A heavy tremor of magical power spread throughout the area.
Miriam rushed to the window and saw a hemispherical other-dimensional barrier covering the sky.
The eye patterns densely engraved inside the barrier, which burned brilliantly like melted gold leaf, all turned towards this place.
In this situation, the side using large-scale magic would obviously be Gehenna.
“Shit… Prepare for battle! It’s Location Points!”
Led by Miriam, they all unleashed their magical power, preparing for the attackers.
They understood that if they scattered like sheep, they would all end up getting caught.
At least, they had to land a blow on the pursuers to make a safe escape possible.
The witches stuck to the windows, observing the outside situation.
“I’ll kill any riffraff.”
“Those damn traitorous bitches…”
The witches gathered here were remnants of a defeated army, but they were battle machines who had escaped that hellish war.
They had also been stewing in humiliation and powerlessness for months.
The poison that had bloomed within them seeped into their magical power.
However, that poison was drained away the moment they witnessed one scene.
-Whoosh
A perfect circle was drawn in the sky as if with a compass.
There was no need to explain what that magic was.
There wasn’t a witch in the witch society who didn’t know the dimensional magic formula.
“Let’s surrender and find enlightenment!”
A witch who appeared from the center of the circle that had formed in just a few seconds, mumbled in a very tired voice.
“Demon… Shin Siwoo…”
“…Shit, of all people…”
“Stay calm! If we focus on escaping and make a careful escape…”
“We can’t escape anyway.”
A deathly silence fell over the abandoned factory, which had been murmuring in the worst possible situation.
“When… how…?”
“He was definitely over there just a moment ago?”
“I didn’t feel any presence at all.”
Because Shin Siwoo, who had been floating in the sky just a moment ago, was now standing in the middle of the factory, holding a red spear at a slant.
“Okay, I’ll give you each a pretty choker, so please put them on. Get in line.”
There was no tension or urgency in his voice as he urged them to surrender.
His tired complexion made him look like he had just finished an all-nighter rather than being about to fight.
Even his attire was just a regular suit that he would wear in everyday life.
“……”
“……”
But everyone understood.
That man was a powerhouse who they couldn’t even touch a hair on, even if they all attacked him together.
“See the lie.”
Miriam was the first to move.
There was no need to kill him.
There was no need to hurt him.
If she could just momentarily engrave a hallucination spell on him while his consciousness was scattered in all directions…
-Thwack!
“Gah!”
An elbow slammed heavily into Miriam’s solar plexus as she tried to brush past Siwoo, pretending to attack him.
-Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Miriam bounced around the abandoned factory like an exaggerated scene from a comic book, before passing out.
Moreover, a pretty choker had somehow been placed around her neck as she lay there with a nosebleed.
“No cutting in line.”
“Yes…”
The rest of the witches, seeing Miriam knocked out in one hit, obediently accepted their collars.
2.
Around the time Siwoo was suffering through endless overtime to detain the remnants.
The couples who were about to get married gathered at Sharon’s house for an important meeting.
Since Siwoo didn’t have the time to worry about these things, the brides-to-be decided to coordinate their opinions and prevent Siwoo from worrying about unnecessary things.
After about four hours of healthy discussion, the couples decided on their honeymoon destinations.
They also decided on the concepts for their first and second wedding dresses and the flowers to use for their bouquets.
Even though it was a joint wedding, it would be a problem if their outfits overlapped.
Amelia, Odile, Odette, Sharon, Eloa, Lulue, Dorothy, Linne, and Kybele were joking around, sharing drinks, and having a harmonious meeting.
However, the moment Dorothy, who was acting as the moderator, spoke up.
“Okay~ Finally, the last item on the agenda…”
A cold current flowed through the table (Linne had milk), which was beautifully decorated with Eloa’s whiskey collection, like a saloon where outlaws gathered.
A tense atmosphere that seemed like it should have a ‘pa-ra-ba-ra-bam~’ BGM playing.
Because the last item on the agenda was a major issue that affected the quality of their future married life, and it was an area that they could never concede.
“It’s about how to distribute the bonus love tickets~”
Let me explain!
What is a bonus love ticket?
There is only one Siwoo.
But there are nine lovers.
That meant that they needed to coordinate Siwoo’s relationship schedule through a proper rotation.
It wasn’t possible for all the brides to share love in the same bed every time.
Therefore, the following items had been agreed upon.
-The duration of the relationship rotation is set at 2 weeks, or 14 days.
-Each bride is guaranteed one ‘love ticket’ during the rotation period, which is the right to have a relationship, and this is absolutely respected.
Thus, a total of 9 love tickets are distributed during the 2-week rotation.
According to this rule, there would be a 5-day gap, but this was something that the lovers had agreed upon to some extent.
They couldn’t keep Siwoo, who was so busy, lying next to them in bed every single day.
But what if all the lovers had used their love tickets and Siwoo had a free day?
One or two days, or if they were lucky, even five days.
Those days were the days when they could use the bonus love tickets!
In other words, the person who held this bonus love ticket would be able to have extra lovey-dovey time during the free rotation time!
That was why everyone was so heated up.
“So, I’ve been thinking hard about a fair way to distribute them. I think it’s important that the people who need them more get more. Rather than just dividing the number equally.”
“Who decides who needs them more?”
Linne sharply challenged Dorothy, who was being as sly as ever.
Dorothy, as if she had been waiting for this, spread her arms and said.
“Who needs more love tickets? That would be~ the person who needs more love, right? Then who needs more love? We’re going to find that out right now. With this…”
Dorothy slammed her glass on the table and shouted.
“The sexual desire color diagnosis method!”
