Trinity the last White Witch - Chapter 68

[Trinity’s POV]

“The real reason why you wanted Nadia out of your life is because of her inheritance,” I said. “Her mother is filthy rich, but you couldn’t touch her money because all of it was given to Nadia as her dowry once she’s married off.

“You couldn’t kill her either. The blame will automatically fall onto you because of the money you will get from her death. Then the only way is to keep her alive until she’s married off.

“But there’s one problem. You still can’t have her money because it would go to Earl Perlington’s estate. So here comes a devious idea. What if you cursed your own daughter and have her die in the Perlington’s manor? Not only will you get her dowry’s money, but you’ll also receive compensation for your loss.

“Since there is that law that if your daughter is mistreated or abused and died in the hands of her husband’s family, the family of the bride had the right to ask for compensation and retrieved the full dowry in return.”

I smirked when the Earl’s face turned paperwhite. “In that way, you’ll wash your hands of her death, and you’ll get double your intended money.

“And so you began seeking a witch. But the witch you sought had other plans. She required a soul as payment. A welling, naive soul that is easy to manipulate and sign a contract. And that’s where Grimora came in.”

My eyes spun to Vexana. “Am I right?”

Vexana’s lips quirked at the side. “You’ve said it all like you’re actually there. It’s almost scary.”

I had lived many years to make theories based on given facts and circumstances.

“Lies!” Earl Roselake shouted, “Don’t listen to them, Grimora!” he attempted to approach Grimora once more, but the latter backed away, eyes shaking in fear like she didn’t know the Earl.

“The truth is already right in front of your eyes, young lady,” I said, “Your father sold your soul to a witch, and once you die, you’ll no longer be in the cycle of reincarnation. Never to be reborn again.”

“. . .”

“. . .”

Grimora bitterly smiled at herself as tears wet her face. “I see . . . I guess I was doomed to suffer in the first place after all. I thought I can finally be happy after years of struggles and hardships . . . who knows that only heartbreak and death awaits me . . .”

“H-hey . . .” Dorothy attempted to comfort her, but I shook my head.

It was too later for her. No one could break the contract.

Not even me.

And that was why Vexana was just watching at the side with amused eyes. She would still get her soul even if the Earl was caught. She didn’t care what would happen to them.

In the end, she still won.

“What are we going to do now?” Michael was at a loss, and it was apparent on his face.

I looked at Nadia’s dejected expression. “You decide.”

Nadia stared at me with hallowed eyes. “I-I . . .”

“Not yet!” Earl Roselake shouted and went to Vexana in the mirror. “What are you doing? You’re supposed to be helping me! That was our deal!”

Vexana chuckled. “Our deal? We didn’t have a deal. My deal was with your daughter.”

The Earl grit his teeth. “You double-crossing . . .” He was fuming mad and spat, “Fine! What do you want then? Help me get rid of these fools and make Grimora bid my every order!”

“F-father.” Nadia was shocked. The reality was sinking in that her father was indeed behind all that happened.

While Grimora took a step back with a horrified expression.

“I should have killed you the moment you changed souls,” the Earl spat at Nadia, spit flying from his mouth.

His face then warped in a horrendous grin. “But no matter. Everything can still be fix,” he said and glanced at Vexana.

“Do it! Kill them all!”

“Are you sure?” Vexana placed a finger on her dark green lips. “I require a soul. A welling soul.”

“Whatever it cost! You can have my soul after I enjoy all the riches and power in this world! I no longer care!”

“Ahahaha!” Vexana laughed manically, and a parchment paper appeared before the Earl.

“Like we’re just going to stand here and not do something about it!” Michael rushed forward in an attempt to stop the Earl while Ric disappeared from the side and reappeared behind the old man within a blink.

Sometimes I wondered if he was even human with his speed. Can a human acquire that level of physical ability with just training alone?

However, as I expected, Ric and Michael were flung meters away by a dark greenish force while the Earl drew blood from his thumb and sealed his fate without bothering to read what was in the contract.

His mistake was . . . he trusted a black witch.

But thanks to Ric and Michael’s attempt, I now knew the medium connecting Vexana and the Earl. The greenish force that knock Michael and Ric came from the little brooch that shone green on the Earl’s scarf.

“Destroy the brooch!” I yelled at the others.

However, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worst when the Earl’s body shook and convulsed. His skin ruptured, and his bones and muscles were restructuring to give form to a three-meter beast with two horns.

“Y-you!” the Earl rasped, having difficulty of speech. “W-what did you do?!”

Vexana’s eyes twinkled in delight. “Making your wish come true. Hahahaha! Good luck, Earl. See you after you die . . .” She then disappeared with her laughter still echoing in the room.

“You witch! Argh!” the Earl screamed in terror, but his face was consumed with crawling flesh that gave form to a face of an ox. His body was ten times larger than before, and the brooch was swallowed inside his chest.

RoOaArR!

The beast howled, and every glass broke in the room. With its cry, the Earl was no more.

Nadia tumbled from the force while Grimora was paralyzed in place. Her face was stained with tears and snot, but her wide eyes remained glued on his father. Not once did she blink, even if a piece of glass scraped her cheek.

Michael and Ric’s faces couldn’t be painted as they protected their head from the flying shards of broken glass.

Dorothy’s eyes rolled in the back of her head, and she almost passed out. If not that, I slapped her on the face.

“Wake up!” I yelled, and everyone regained their consciousness. “Aim for its chest. That’s where the brooch is! It should be enough to break his connection with Vexana’s powers and get him back to his human form again!”

Michael and Ric were quick on their feet, and they tried to keep the beast occupied while I shook Dorothy’s shoulders.

“Stop daydreaming and get those two out of here!”

Dorothy blinked, and she stuttered in fear. “T-Trinity . . . W-what is that thing?”

“Obviously, the Earl who was cursed by a black witch! Get your wits together, or I’d turn you into a beast and make you fight it!”

Dorothy smacked her lips together before she shot to her feet and grabbed Nadia and Grimora’s arms. “Come on, you two! Get a move on!”

*sigh . . . Why does she always wait for me to threaten her before she would act? I really should intensify her training. I was too lenient towards her.

While Dorothy and the two girls were escaping, I snatched a jar from my pocket and threw its contents around me, and chanted a spell.

Not long, a thin fog circled the area I was standing, and it gathered and took the form of a foggy white knight.