Chapter 80

Third Person’s Point of view

"Is it truly true that you're the only one who's going?" Elle is agitated because she is concerned that Yora is going alone and she does not want to bring anybody else any harm. Elle's memories have been recovered, and she is already aware of the kind of person Augustus seems to be. Yora, on the other hand, was adamant about not being accompanied by anybody else. Elle, on the other hand, has a large stomach and will give birth in a month.

"My Lady, if you are familiar with Augustus, I am more acquainted with him and what type of monster he is. He is a liar and a cheat. If anything happens to me, I want to be the last person to murder him if the worst occurs. I am delighted for you that you have found peace, and I hope Archer is also content. Not to fear, I'll be returning since I still want to be of help to your future child." Yora chuckles when she says this since she, like everyone else, is unsure of what will happen to her. But there was one thing she was certain of: she did not want Augustus to succeed.

"Yora." Elle couldn't help but get even more emotional as the conversation progressed.

Logan walked through the door and into the room. Yora had made arrangements for herself to go. Logan spoke again and she would have merely opened the door as she stepped up to it from where she was standing.

"I'd want you to come back, Yora. I know how much Augustus has been a part of you, and I understand why you are having difficulty making your choice today."

Yora came to a complete halt, but she didn't turn around. In the end, she just waited for Logan to complete what he was going to say.

"As a good sorcerer, I trust that you will make it back home safely."

Yora eventually got up the courage to open the door and chose to go. In the beginning, Yora just wanted to travel to the palace in order to fight Augustus, but she soon realized that her temperament was not fit for the palace. The forest became her home, and she became used to spending time with Archer and the other witches as well. She assumed that, after Augustus was gone, Archer would be left alone once again in the world. To conclude the story, Archer begs Yora to take his life, but Yora refuses, and in the end, she has no choice but to retreat back to her castle.

Following her victory against Augustus, she would never return to this palace. She was aware in her own mind that this palace was not her home.

She moved fast, and she arrived at the palace of Augustus in short order. She had anticipated encountering a large number of opponents, but she was taken aback when she did not come across even one.

“Brother! What exactly is wrong with you?" Yora was aware of Veronica's presence. She can't be completely incorrect since Veronica is also one of the reasons why Augustus and she eventually parted in the first place.

"Judy has vanished! I have no choice but to murder her since the mark cannot be erased while she is still alive! I want Elle to be mine but I can't do that while I am bound to her!" The sound of Augustus's voice boomed throughout the dark and quiet castle.

"You've developed an unhealthy obsession with everything." A surprising interruption to the dialogue between Veronica and Augustus is brought about by Yora.

Augustus's eyes widened as he realized that Yora had unexpectedly appeared in front of him. Augustus' smile was rapid, and he had a mischievous grin on his face as he laughed. Yora, on the other hand, expressed her displeasure at the fact that even Augustus' face had gone unnoticed. It is no longer as attractive as it once was.

"Can you tell me where the former Augustus is?" Yora said to him in a chilly tone. "I still believed that it was worthwhile to go here. I blundered."

"What do you mean?"

"I'd want to voice my dissatisfaction with your terrible look and face, and that it is no longer worthwhile for me to speak here. You should have been paying attention to the individuals around you before this incident occurred. It's similar to how you didn't pay attention to your parents when you murdered them because you believed that everything you were planning on doing was good. A sad fact about your situation is that you are not in the correct state of mind, Augustus." Yora spoke while looking out of the corner of her eye in her peripheral vision. Not Augustus' response, but Veronica's reaction was what she was most interested in.

Veronica was completely unaware that Augustus had murdered their parents. Even though Yora no longer stared at Augustus' face, she was aware that the man's expression had changed to one of terror.

"Yora!" Augustus screamed once more, but Yora could only think of winning at the time. This is the cause for their parent's death, according to Veronica, who believes she is a proud sister.

“B-Brother. That is not true, isn't it? Is it not?" Veronica's tears streamed down her face, and she collapsed to the ground. Augustus sprang to his feet and rapidly approached Veronica, but Veronica just pushed him away from the table.

"How much pain to lose?" Veronica has ascended to the throne of Augustus. Her knees were crossed, and Augustus was looking up at her with a glare of rage in his eyes.

"Your eyes are clever, indeed. There they are, the deceiving eyes that duped me. Believed me. Now I want to exact the vengeance that I did not get before. So, what's the deal, Veronica? Can you describe how it feels to have a sibling who has brought you pain?" She rose up and walked away from the seat, laughing as if she were some kind of devil.

She chose to walk away since she just wanted to spare Augustus' life, and that was enough for her. She pretended to feel terrible for Augustus and Veronica, despite the fact that they had done nothing but harm her in the past. But as soon as she stepped out of the room, she was aware of a swift presence following her.

“Yora! You're a wuss, you witch! You will be held accountable for all you did!" Augustus shifted into a wolf and prepared to attack Yora when Yora brought out a bottle from her pocket. Her spell worked fast, and Augustus vanished as if by magic, completely out of nowhere.

Yora gazed at Veronica as though she couldn't believe what she was seeing. When Yora rapidly flung the container to Veronica, she sprinted after it and grabbed it in her arms.

"Be careful not to let that item fall apart, for your brother will be gone for good. Seek for a friendly Witcher who will help you remove the enchantment. Good luck, since I'm not sure whether there's anybody better than I am." Yora stepped away instantly, and in an instant, Yora was no longer in front of Veronica.

The body of Yora slid to the ground as she scraped the surface of the palace. Fortunately for her, Archer managed to catch her as he was now just outside the palace. Yora was weakened as a result of putting all of her power into that bottle. There was only one thing left for her to do at this point: she needed to restore Archer's wolf personality. Yora placed her hand on Archer's chest, and Archer was completely unaware of what Yora was doing.

He did not move till the scarlet color of his skin had faded to a pale brown. Yora's awareness was fully gone after Archer concluded his transformation at that spot.

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Yora’s Point of view

“Hnghh.. Mmmm.”

I'm not sure how I ended up here. The last thing I remember was walking out of the Augustus Palace.

I sink to my knees on the floor. When I sat up, my posture was that of a child, with my knees bent and my feet in front of me. I was feeling drowsy and exhausted. I'd like to return to my comfortable bed after this. When I was about to lie down on the floor, someone snatched my back from underneath me.

It was someone who stroked me on the cheek, but I couldn't see his face because I was too dizzy, and I must have seemed nuts since I could hear Archer's voice over the person in front of me. Because I was not dressed in a robe, the man's heated hand stuck to my exposed body and stung. I felt the heat as a result of his remark. If it's merely because the room is warm or whether the manner he's holding me is particularly enticing, I'm not sure.

As soon as I let go of his hand, I started lifting my dress to take it off, but the man stopped me, and I couldn't see his face since I thought the fever had also gobbled my vision. Furthermore, I halted in the middle of my undressing process and requested him with my eyes shut.

"Can you tell me who you are?" My hands had already been removed from the situation, but he was still holding on. I yawned, and my nose picked up on his pleasant aroma.

The man whispered, his hand warm and his voice icy as he spoke, "Yora, you're sick." According to my ears, the voice belongs to Archer. Archer seemed to have completely subjugated my whole existence.

I giggle a little. "I understand. Because no one wants me.” I sulk a little. However, my heart continues to ache despite my efforts to tell myself that I'm not in agony and that everything is good with me. It is being pounded on every second because I am asking myself why no one wants to be with me anymore.

"Please remain seated since the floor is chilly. You could get sicker as a result." He stood up and took a few steps back after telling me that.

I also got to my feet and my body has remained warm till this point.

“It's hot.”

In the end, he couldn't prevent me from lifting my hand and ultimately taking the dress off. As a result, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. All that remained of my clothing was my underwear. There was nothing else on my body. Given the fact that he could already see my breasts, I did not feel ashamed.

"Wait a minute, what are you up to?!" He sounded more assertive. I caught a glimpse of Archer's face as I tilted my head.

Archer has already piqued my interest enough for me to dream about him. I kept thinking that I should have simply asked him to have sex with me instead of putting up with him.

I leaned forward and kissed the guy.

“Mmpphh.” I couldn't keep my groans from coming out as he kissed me back.

From being sluggish to being just perfect to being the most aggressive, anything is possible. When we were halfway through our kiss, he broke the silence by speaking before inserting his tongue into my lips.

“Fuck! Why are you good at this?”

I didn't pay attention to what he was saying and pushed him into the bed so that we could both lie down. I'm not sure whether I was created to be a woman who is immobile, yet even the strength of my body is comparable to that of a male. I had a difficult time pushing him, but it wasn't the same as other ladies who had a difficult time pushing their lovers because of their exceedingly weak physical structures.

“H-hey. Yora.”

I bit his lip so that he wouldn't be able to calm himself down afterwards. The moment I kissed him on the neck, he tilted his head to the right to allow me to kiss him on the cheek. I made some notes on the wall. I'm not doing anything because I want to.

However, I did nothing more than massage his not yet hard cock, and I could feel it becoming energized as a result. My pupils have already been constricted. I wanted to do something new that I had never done before in my whole life. I sank my body till my face and his crotch were level with one another.