Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 66: Death Abandons Debts

[Level +4, Intelligence +5, obtained 4 attribute points]
This time, Eldrin was truly dead. It has to be said that the Outer Gods are quite dangerous, actually forcing Eldrin into a second phase.
[Name: Loren
Level: 19
Strength: 10
Stamina: 21
Agility: 14
Intelligence: 29
Mana: 1720/5240
Remaining Attribute Points: 4
Accessory: [Weeping Blood Wedding Ring]
Blessings: [Truth Discernment] [Pluto's Mouth] [True Sight Eye]
Curses: [Shattered Love] [Scorn of All Beings]
Talent: [Sensitive Heart]]
Only one level away from twenty, and Intelligence was about to break through the thirty mark. Loren was one step closer to becoming a stats monster.
Perhaps because Eldrin was just a head, he only provided Intelligence for Loren.
This was also the time Loren had consumed the most Mana. He couldn't even remember how many martial techniques and spells he had used back and forth, especially when he had to use Void-walking for a long time to dodge the explosion. In contrast, the final Pluto's Mouth didn't consume much.
Loren estimated that the Mana he had left now was roughly equivalent to three or four Eldrins. To have less than one-tenth of Loren's Mana, he was already among the elite among mages.
"Let's go back."
Loren took out his little notebook, tore out the page with Eldrin's name, casually threw it away, his mood turning cheerful as he reached out his hand towards Luna.
"Mm."
Luna had also canceled her transformation by now. She reached out her hand, retracting it just before touching Loren's, paused for a moment, then suddenly grabbed it.
After the students evacuated, the Blackened had left the academy. After that, the commotion from the battle here also warned the Blackened they shouldn't come, so it was relatively safe outside now.
Holding Luna's hand, Loren ran, speeding past the city's ruins, finally arriving at the inn that was Luna's home. This place hadn't been affected, but that didn't stop everyone from hiding indoors.
These ordinary people could do nothing but hide when faced with danger. Fortunately, they weren't the targets of the Blackened.
After today, the Royal Capital was pretty much ruined, but the Gedlan Kingdom wouldn't suffer major consequences. Small kingdoms have their advantages too. Afterwards, the Church just needed to put in more effort to restore this country to normal.
Moreover, Loren looked up at the sky. The sky was now polluted by black energy, but it wouldn't be long before the Angel arrived.
"Master Mentor, I sneaked out. We need to sneak back in. There's an entrance on the roof, I'll take you up..."
"Oh, okay."
In a place where no one could see, Luna secretly transformed. Her hands trembled as she picked Loren up.
"Am I that heavy..."
Loren thought his figure was pretty good, and with Luna's strength, she shouldn't be unable to carry him.
"No..."
Luna looked down at Loren, trembling even more violently—from excitement.
...
On the other side, the King, sensing something was wrong, immediately arranged a carriage to flee, not even having time to bring along those princesses and princes.
The Royal Capital wasn't big, and the Blackened were so fast. If he had run any later, the Blackened's butchering blade would have fallen on his head.
In an instant, the Royal Capital seemed to have turned into hell. The King felt a lingering fear thinking about that mushroom cloud, grateful he had run fast.
He felt no guilt about abandoning his kingdom and fleeing, only the relief of a narrow escape, even though he had fled twice in a short time.
"Your Majesty, someone is blocking the road ahead."
"Don't slow down, run them over. The carriage is pulled by magical beasts, even if we hit him it won't affect us."
"But... he's wearing a black robe, and carrying a sword... he might..."
The coachman's words were cut off abruptly. The King had an ominous premonition. He had just stuck his head out of the carriage when he saw the cold, gleaming blade.
"You..."
This over-hundred-year-old King had just extended his lifespan, but now he died without leaving a single last word, killed like a stray dog by a casual slash.
After both the King and the coachman were simultaneously slain, the carriage went somewhat out of control. Gwen simply cut the harness ropes, then began searching the carriage for valuable things.
The two magical beasts pulling the carriage ran off into the distance. The carriage was just one step away from escaping this hell.
Loren hadn't forgotten there were two names on his list. Only now was it truly a case of debts dying with the debtor.
...
"Master Mentor..."
The moment Loren entered the room, he was surrounded by everyone. Luna was even squeezed out. At this moment, Luna once again felt inferiority.
Yes, although she had indeed experienced quite a few things with Loren, it wasn't anything special. Loren's feelings for her were also just like those for his student.
Luna unconsciously clenched the Abyssal Gaze Eye pendant on her chest. Compared to the girls surrounding Loren, Luna felt even more ordinary.
Even if two among this group of girls were Loren's daughters, Luna didn't think she could compare to those two maids.
Living in this environment, with classmates who were all nobles, and frequently bullied, Luna was deeply insecure at her core. Her identity as a witch actually intensified her inferiority.
Her parents' teachings were also for her to learn to yield. Those nobles in the academy weren't people they could afford to provoke. The first time Sylvia poured milk on her head, she told her parents immediately, but the result was her parents telling her she had to apologize to Sylvia tomorrow.
This was the helplessness ordinary people faced against nobles. Luna bore no resentment about this.
It was under these circumstances that Loren was like a beam of light shining into her life, giving her encouragement, giving her the courage to resist bullying. The Luna from before could never have imagined she would one day dare to lay hands on Sylvia.
But now Luna felt this beam of light was becoming increasingly dazzling, even somewhat blinding, making her feel ashamed of her own inadequacy.
"Master Mentor, when are we going home? The matters in the Royal Capital are all over, right?"
"We'll go back tomorrow. Just not sure if there are carriages. But the distance isn't too far. At worst, we can walk back."
Actually, they could leave now, but Gwen was currently looting Eldrin's base. He had already seen many corpses, even a mother and daughter pair. The mother was tied up, forced to watch her daughter being tortured to death. Their expressions were frozen in that moment before death. They probably provided a lot of energy for the Crimson Core.
"You're leaving tomorrow..."
Luna felt a sense of desolation, as if the experiences of this period were all a dream. Tomorrow, this beautiful dream would wake up.
"Mm, leaving tomorrow."
"Oh, right. Now that the academy is destroyed, if you still want to study, you can come be my student. Come back with me. You can still come home on Saturdays and Sundays. It's not far anyway."
"Ah?"
The sudden surprise made Luna's mind a bit fuzzy. She never dreamed in her wildest dreams it could be like this.
"You don't need to worry about diplomas or anything. In the future, when you look for a job, the title 'Master Mentor's student' will be much more useful than 'Graduate of the Gedlan Royal Magic Academy'."
"So, will you come with me?"
"Go, go, go!"
Luna excitedly grabbed Loren's hand. Under Naclis's gaze, she awkwardly let go.