Cersinia, who had been sleeping all day, turned her body over as if annoyed by Mayâs voice. She was about to fall asleep again.
âWhat else are you trying to bother me with?â
Cersinia buried her face on the pillow.
âCersinia!â
May shook Cersinia, who seemed to have no intention of waking up. Her body shook around.
âAh, why the hell?â
She thought May would just let it go for today. Cersinia opened her eyes with a frown.
âThe atmosphere outside is weirdâŠâ
âWhatâs wrong in the middle of the night?â
âI think someone is coming to our houseâŠâ
May was shaking her body slightly with a terrified expression on her face. Cersinia quickly got up. âWho is coming to our house at this time?â
âWho is coming?â
âT-ThereâŠâ
Mayâs finger pointing out the window trembled. Cersinia looked out the window. Dozens of lights were coming closer. Along with the lights, there were also heavy footsteps that shook the ground.
âWhat is that?â
Cersiniaâs eyes widened. She got up, rose up from her bed and went near the window. She could see flames flickering. Dozens of lights flickering back and forth in line with peopleâs steps. It was not difficult to tell that they were torches.
âW-What could it beâŠâ
May grabbed Cersiniaâs hem tightly. Her face turned white like a blank sheet of paper, scared of the situation. Cersinia patted her hand a couple of times before turning to leave her room.
âAh! No!â
May strongly pulled the hem of Cersinia.
âI should check it out. It seems they are coming to see me.â
She could feel the flames coming closer and closer. The moonlight that colored the room as if embroidered disappeared. Only crimson light, which ate up the feeble moonlight, was dominating her house. She could see the flames approaching like a demon. She needed to know why theyâre coming to her house.
âDonât leave the room.â
It took quite a while for Cersinia to get out of Mayâs grasp. She headed to the front door, leaving May behind, who begged her not to go with a frightened face.
The sound of footsteps louder than the sound heard in the room came from outside the door. There was also the sound of buzzing people. Cersinia took a small deep breath then opened the front door.
âThatâs the witch!â
When someone spotted Cersinia, they shouted. Peopleâs eyes poured to her at once. She felt a dozen eyes staring at her with a sharp look. Faced with quite painful gazes, she proudly spread her shoulders. She doesnât know whatâs going on, but she has to be confident in times like this.
âThat wicked witch!â
Some of them looked like they would throw the torches they were holding at Cersinia at any moment. Despite their threatening behaviour, Cersinia didnât blink. Considering the number of people coming in, she didnât think it was an ordinary thing. When she roughly counted with her eyes, she could see more than 20 people.
Cersinia reached behind her back to close the slightly open front door. Sheâs afraid that May would be harmed. Then she looked at the approaching people. All of them had their eyes brimmed with anger. She glanced at them slowly, then crumpled her face when she saw the man at the forefront.
âF*ck.â
She saw Charles walking towards her with a mean smile. It was then that Cersinia found out that Charles was the main culprit behind all this. Her eyes were shining significantly.
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âDid you think you could hide it! You witch!â
Charlesâs high-pitched voice rang loudly. There was madness in his eyes.
âT-That witch is trying to starve us!â
The villagers standing behind Charles shouted. At those words, Cersiniaâs eyebrows rose in a slanted line.
âStarve?â
She immediately remembered that the food warehouse caught fire. And she noticed that the approaching people were staring at her as if they wanted to kill her.
âAre they accused me who set the food warehouse on fire?â
Obviously, their leader was the one who did that, and she was curious to see how he would say that she had set the fire. Charles stood in front of Cersinia. He smiled meanly, believing that she would soon bend in front of him.
âI knew in the first place that you were the one who caused this trouble.â
âWhat are you saying right now?â
Cersinia snorted. He must have thought that she would be scared if he threatened her using the crowd. It was an absurd thought.
âTell me why you came in the middle of the night.â
Her unkind eyes turned to Charles. Charles gritted his teeth as he looked at Cersinia, who was still unaware of her situation. At this point, she should appear a little embarrassed, but her expression stayed the same. He didnât like the way she looked down on him. Charles didnât want to be humiliated in front of the villagers this time. He had not yet forgotten the insult he suffered at the market. He shouted to get away from the disgrace of that day.
âDid you think I wouldnât know that you set fire to the food warehouse!â
âThe evidence?â Cersiniaâs voice was plain and devoid of any emotion. She seemed too lazy to deal with it.
âI have a witness that saw you!â
Charles responded angrily. He wasnât dumb enough to come without a witness.
âWitness? Did they see me set on fire?â
âGoredon!â
Goredon, who had been hiding, was forced to walk out with a girl holding his hand, at Charlesâs call. Goredon stood next to Charles, holding his child, who was tightly clinging to his leg in one of his arms.
âTell us what you saw.â
âThatâsâŠâ
Goredon hesitated, reading the atmosphere. Charles looked at Goredonâs daughter sharply. Seeing it, Goredon shuddered and hugged his child even more.
âYesterday, while on patrol I witnessed the food warehouse burning.â
Cersinia stared at them. Goredon was wrapping his arm around his child to protect her, and Charles was threateningly pressuring Goredon. She didnât really know what happened but could make a general idea of the situation.
âGoredon. Who was the culprit you saw?â
When asked by Charles, Goredon swallowed hard and raised a trembling finger toward Cersinia.
âThat evil witch!â
âCatch the witch and burn her at stake!â
When Goredon stretched his fingers towards Cersinia, people got angry. And she felt their anger immediately.
âAre you still going to act like you didnât know about it?â
A triumphant smile appeared on Charlesâs lips.
âDid you really see me?â
Cersiniaâs sharp eyes scrutinized Goredon thoroughly. He was trembling, not even making eye contact, like a person who was lying.
âB-BlackâŠSomething b-blackâŠâ
âWhat? So your evidence is that this something black you are talking about is me?â
âDid you think I wouldnât know youâre a witch!â
Charles, who felt Goredon was being pushed back, stepped forward to help. He couldnât scatter ashes on already cooked rice.
TL note: It refers to ruining almost finished work.
âWitch?â
â Have you forgotten the incident at the Aren cabin?â
Cersiniaâs shut up at Charlesâs words that caught her off guard. How could she forget the cabin that she burned down with Viscount Montene?
âHow did he find out about that day?â
Maybe he heard it from a rumor. Cersiniaâs face hardened at the unexpected development. Charlesâs face was thrilled to see Cersinia with her mouth closed. The sense of triumph that he had been waiting for penetrated his body, creating a thrilling shiver.
âThat man was right.â
The man that trembled as he looked at Cersinia and called her a witch and monster.
âThis bitch is a witch! An evil witch who burned a cabin with her magic in her old village!â
âLetâs catch her right now!â
Now he doesnât need Goredonâs testimony. Charles firmly believed that the goddess of victory was on his side from the moment she shut her mouth. Goredon got goosebumps all over his body when he saw Charles smiling like a madman. He quickly took his daughter in his arms and left.
Charles thought this was enough but at that time.
âCersinia was with me last night!â
âMay!â
The closed front door suddenly opened, and May, with a broom, popped out. Cersiniaâs face looked frustrated. She really wanted May to stay still, but May didnât do that.
âWhat?â
Charles stared at May.
âCome to think of it, I overlooked that a woman was living with Cersinia.â
âThe fire broke out last night! Yesterday, Cersinia was in this house with me all night!â
The villagers murmured. They were asking each other what had happened. Charles couldnât let it slide like this, so he shouted.
âS-Sheâs on the same side with her. Catch them!â
âDonât touch me!â
May threatened them by swinging the broom she was holding. It was a bold act, but her face was pale. The villagers that were surrounding took two steps back when May swung the broom.
Charles rolled his eyes, chewing his lips. Apparently, Cersinia didnât want to use her magic, so the situation became difficult . When Charles saw May wielding a broom the same size as his height, his eyes lit up. He thought of a way to catch Cersinia calmly. Charles immediately beckoned to those standing behind him. At Charlesâs instructions, men with strong build captured May, who wielded a broom at once. They were a step ahead of Cersinia, who tried to stop them.
âLet me go!â
May was caught by the menâs hands and struggled.
âWhat are you doing right now?â Cersiniaâs face was cold.