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“She must be a mage… but in this state, she’s hardly a threat.”
“Doesn’t seem like one, though. Have you seen mages from the Magic Tower? The powerful ones practically drip jewels and fancy robes, but this is just a country bumpkin.”
“Don’t let your guard down. Did you not see that barrier around her house?”
One of the men grabbed Lulu’s hair, yanking her head up.
“Why…? Who…?”
The men clicked their tongues as Lulu mumbled, her tongue sluggish from the poison.
“Are you sure this is the Forest Witch? She looks like a dumb bitch.”
“That’s what I’m saying. She doesn’t look like someone Magic Tower mages should be afraid of. And the prince risking his neck to protect her? For what? That run-down shack and this…”
Their efforts yielded such a meager prize. Frustrated, the man holding her hair shook her roughly.
“Hey, what’s your name? Are you really the Fore…?”
Before he could finish, the scarecrow burst from the trees, slamming its wooden arm into the man’s hand.
“It’s that scarecrow again!”
“Kill it!”
Startled, the other intruders drew their swords, slashing at the scarecrow as it danced between them, lurching away from Lulu, buying her precious seconds.
Lulu struggled to her feet, only to collapse again. As she fell, the scarecrow turned its attention back to her.
In that instant, the intruder’s sword pierced straight through the scarecrow. The clothes Ervandas had so carefully chosen for it were ripped to shreds.
Ashamed of being startled by a mere scarecrow, the men tore it into pieces.
“That wench is the Forest Witch! Look at the familiar she keeps!”
“Damn thing. Scared me for a second.”
They stomped on the broken pole that served as its legs. Immobilized, the scarecrow opened its mouth as wide as it could, screaming.
KIEEEEEEEEEEEEK!
A horrifying shriek echoed through the forest, immediately cut short as a sword cleaved through its head.
The scarecrow’s head, split in two, rolled to a stop at Lulu’s feet lifelessly. The magic that had animated it severed.
Originally, it was a discarded scarecrow brought from the village and enchanted. Now, all that remained was straw and splintered wood.
But to Lulu’s eyes, the scarecrow seemed to have bled to death.
Her first creation, her oldest friend, was gone.
“Ah…ah…”
She crawled towards it, gathering its lifeless form in her arms, a strangled sob escaping her lips.
No, no, this can’t be happening…
As Lulu clung to the shattered scarecrow, the intruders grabbed her, kicking the head away and hauling her to her feet.
“Since she is the Forest Witch, let’s take her.”
“Wait, we should check the house too.”
Just then, a heavy thudding shook the ground.
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The Seed Thief
RomanceFOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSE ONLY ---------------------------------------- Tired of loneliness, Lulu decided to create a homunculus (a human made of magic). She went to kidnap a human man to get the most crucial ingredient, 'the human seed.' On her...
