Marrying a Werewolf To Save Her Hybrid Sister. - Chapter 315

“Can you show me where am I now?”

He pointed at the map.

“Here, Gino forest.”

They talked about the gate and the people who had crossed it, she mentioned that many of them were eaten but the plants, some by giant snakes and other devils.

Ryan’s eyes roamed forward on the map until he felt that his eyes were burning, warming up with sleep like he hadn’t slept for days. However, he couldn’t deny that what he experienced lately had ruined his stamina.

He smiled at the woman and stretched his body.

“Is it fine for you to let me stay until rising? I promise not to cause trouble and leave in the early morning.”

She got to her feet, “I’ll bring you a blanket, please wait a minute.”

Ryan was laying and when she returned, he was fallen asleep and she sat beside him. Grinning widely, “sleep deep.” She blew on his face and a dark cloud shaped around his head.

Outside of that hovel, Wilmore was strolling around when he saw a passing cart, the man was old and was carrying straw in his carriage.

He shaped into a human figure and rushed to the road, naked.

“Stop!”

He was in the middle of the road, the old man was shocked and did not know what to do. Peeking at the sky, he cursed it was getting dark and he didn’t want to be trapped by the witch.

“Why are you, naked young man!”

“Well, I am lost, I saw a hovel in the forest but I didn’t like to stay there.”

The man looked at him blankly, the hovel? The ruined hovel was disturbing, no one could stay there because of the nightmares.

“Jump up, wear my coat, you can’t walk around like this and kill the ladies.” He laughed right away. This man was not from around this place otherwise he knew that this forest wasn’t a good place to stay.

Wearing the coat,  Wilmore sat beside the man.

“Is there a village here?”

“Yes, who are you? Can’t be from around here?”

“No, we crossed the gate!”

“Which gate?”

Wilmore looked at him blankly, if he didn’t know about the gate then how did that lady know?

“The lady in that forest saw the gate, how couldn’t you see?”

“Man! Which lady dares to stick around in this forest? Don’t you see what that witch had done to this land? In all lands, people have blue sky and a colorful life but here is shrouded by pink-red color.”

He explained.

“What do you mean? A witch had done this?”

The man sighed, “yes, she has a mirror and can seduce stray men, extracting their aura she makes them into the wooden dolls. This aura can keep her young and beautiful. To kill her, you must aim her heart with one of those wooden dolls but many people can’t do it, they can’t even find her mirror.”

“Stop! I must get back to the forest.”

“What? Why?”

“That witch had taken my nephew.”

He jumped down and began to run to the forest. First, he stopped, was he supposed to save Ryan? That idiot trusted the woman because she was beautiful and had food. The man also talked about the ruined hovel but the hovel they saw wasn’t ruined, magic! She had misled them with magic.

He cursed,  because of Luna he had to survive and save that asshole. Luna? Why could he barely remember her face? That made him furious and he bared his fangs, shaped an ice sword in his hand, and tossed it to a tree. Who did dare to do this with him? He barely could remember the faces of the people he loved, so it was the true face of the hell that people used to talk about!

Here was truly the abyss of hell!

Galloping down to the hovel, he halted, smoke was streaming out of that chimney.

The witch was disguised behind her beautiful warm face. Particularly he could be tricked by the witches but this woman didn’t even have the aura of witches. He couldn’t raid ahead and kill her blindly, what if she was innocent?

He needed to survey over the house.

Slowly, he sneaked inside the small barn on the back of the house and there he saw a chest! Nothing but a wooden chest then where was the stuff she had stored? The old man didn’t know about all of these.

He opened the chest and it was stairs that could lead down underground. Certainly, she wasn’t going to keep her mirror in front of sights. Going down the stairs, he saw roots that were protecting something!

Thumps of heartbeat could be heard from there, if the heart was here then who was that Lady? He looked down at the broken pieces of the mirror. Looking inside it he saw Ryan and the ugly creature above his head.

Like what the man said, she would not die with this, he made a blade of ice and looked around. There was no wooden doll. He smashed the sword into the roots, the hovel shuddered and dust rained down. The roots broke and he saw the heart.

Inside the hovel, the witch noticed the pain that her heart felt. Ryan opened his eyes, and the girl was no longer there. The place was cold, dark, and ruined.

“Hell,” his body ached so hard and the daze in his head brought blur to his vision.

Gazing at the table, there was the map, he picked it up and stood on his aching legs. Was it all a dream? He jolted, a witch!

He dashed out and freaked, the hovel was shaking, no animal, no stream, and heck! The noise was coming from the barn.

The witch appeared behind the prince, “you prying, wolf! I should have killed you!”

She waved her hand and the roots grew, coating the heart, catching the prince by some other, Wilmore tore them with the sword and dodged, sending a crystal blade to her heart.

“Hm, do you really think that every man has a bloated head?”

“Yes, you all love beautiful women!”

“I can’t deny that, but a beautiful heart worth a world.”

He hit the crooked witch, her hair was gone, her skin was wrinkled. Her eyes were as red as a bloody moon.

Wilmore hit the roots again.

“You can’t kill me like this?”