City of Witches Chapter 206

Inside the hut in the alder forest.

Amelia gave the large travel bag a final check.

Inside her Master’s legacy, enchanted with Spatial Expansion Magic and Lightweighting, were neatly stacked clothes and Magic Artifacts, along with a single letter and a note gently placed on top.

The seasons had flowed by, the sweltering summer had passed.

The wind brushing through the lush alder branches and the wildflower-filled yard now carried the scent of autumn.

“.........”

Amelia had summoned Yebin, an Exile, to heal Siwoo.

But Yebin had only healed his body and part of his brain, failing crucially to restore his personality to its original state.

That was when Duke Keter stepped in.

She healed Siwoo and even provided White Potion for his recovery.

In return, she said she would demand one price from Amelia.

Duke Keter, who had been out of contact for months, visited Amelia as she was researching Magic while missing Siwoo as usual.

‘Are you prepared to keep the Promise of Yeowa?’

It was Keter, breaking 82 years of seclusion to appear personally.

If it was something that could move her, the price would be heavy.

But Amelia wasn’t particularly afraid.

A hollow life where all her precious people had eventually left.

Nodding faintly as she traced only regretful memories and lingering longing.

She thought there was nothing left to lose anyway.

Because she was clumsy, because she was ignorant, because she didn’t know how to cherish.

Because she had already lost everything.

“Why something like this...”

Before closing the bag, Amelia looked at the thick book Duke Keter had handed over.

A book as thick as a dictionary, covered in an ominously black leather cover.

Amelia asked as soon as she received the book.

‘What is this?’

‘A book listing the tasks you must fulfill.’

Keter said in a leisurely tone.

‘It’s the Death Ledger.’

For such terrifying content, her tone was like that of a waitress handing over a menu.

After Duke Keter left.

Amelia carefully examined the Death Ledger.

It recorded the locations of public enemies and Homunculi hiding across the Mortal Realm.

Suddenly, the Mortal Realm.

Suddenly, having to carry out the Purge of public enemies and Homunculi in place of Keter.

For the old Amelia, it would have been something she would absolutely avoid and never do.

But even after finishing packing and preparing to leave, surprisingly, no thoughts came to mind.

Amelia took a final look around the hut.

Thinking she might never see it again made it look a little different today.

The small, precious hut where happy memories with her Master were buried, where happy memories with Siwoo remained.

Amelia suddenly saw Siwoo’s shirt hanging on the armrest of the rocking chair.

Originally, she intended to leave it here.

Because this hut was a treasure chest where Amelia collected precious things.

Amelia opened the bag again and neatly folded his clothes.

And carefully brought them to her face to smell his body scent.

The fragrance, now almost vanished, brings to mind his unforgettable face and voice, in stark contrast.

After opening the bag, placing the shirt inside, closing it, and stepping out of the hut.

The wind chime hanging from the eaves rang emptily in the wind.

Sharon and Siwoo calmed Tiferet and sent her away.

She promised to return later to make proper amends before disappearing into the dark city.

“Pitiful.”

Sharon muttered softly, watching her retreating figure.

Of course, what she did to hurt Siwoo, and trying to kill him, is still not easily forgiven.

Just thinking about the blade that dug into Siwoo’s neck still made her heart pound wildly.

But apart from that, pity remained.

“True.”

Humans walk today looking toward tomorrow.

Witches are the same.

But not Duke Tiferet.

Even though no one can change the past, not the future, she was someone sucked into the quagmire named the past, forced to suffer endlessly.

Siwoo also soothed his troubled mind with a cigarette.

As if to lighten the mood, Sharon sidled up beside him.

“Is that tasty?”

“Tasty? No? Just smoking.”

“I smoke sometimes because of Magic too... but it’s really tasteless.”

“It’s good sometimes to clear my head. Since I don’t have to worry about dying from lung cancer, I should smoke even harder.”

“What’s that.”

Sharon laughed, wriggling slightly as if tickled.

Suddenly remembering, she speaks.

“Ah, thanks and.”

“For what?”

“For trying to help me.”

“Hey, lady...! Don’t tease me! I really thought something was going to happen. I was already worried because you came back late...”

Sharon, who immediately hid Siwoo behind her and prepared to fight upon seeing Tiferet.

Siwoo was purely impressed by Sharon’s self-sacrificing play...

But Sharon seemed to take it as teasing.

Because she blushed and pounded Siwoo’s shoulder repeatedly.

“I’m not teasing, I’m really thankful.”

“........”

When Siwoo gently grabbed her wrist, still hitting him, and spoke, Sharon stiffened as if electrocuted.

Then, lowering her eyes diagonally downward, she mumbled.

“Tha, thankful... I have so much more to be thankful for...”

This reaction...

It’s somewhat ambiguous to respond.

Clearing his throat awkwardly, he tossed the half-smoked butt into the trash and they returned home side by side.

After changing into pajamas and lying down on the sofa to sleep like yesterday, closing his eyes, he sensed a presence.

It was Sharon.

“Why? Can’t sleep?”

“Yeah, can’t. Planning to sleep in the living room again today?”

Sharon sat leaning slightly beside Siwoo and suddenly reached out her hand.

Then gently stroked Siwoo’s hair.

“Let’s go inside and sleep today. My bed is wide, you know.”

“Go inside? Together?”

“Why wouldn’t it be okay?”

“It’d just be awkward for no reason. The sofa is comfortable like a bed. It’s expensive, you know.”

“Still... if you really feel that way, I won’t sleep today.”

“It’s fine. I don’t necessarily have to sleep either.”

It’s the usual idle talk.

Since the Twins came, both have been so busy that it feels like it’s been a very long time since they had such a relaxed conversation.

“Then... want to do it today too?”

Sharon glanced at Siwoo and spoke in a suggestive voice.

From Sharon’s shy yet sweet tone alone, it’s clear what word is omitted between ‘want to do it today too?’

It must be referring to Sharon’s reward time.

“The Twins are here, you know.”

“So what? They’re sleeping.”

Somehow, this feels like putting the kids to sleep and spending secret time with the birth mother of the daughter."Forget it, you must be tired too."

Siwoo was one thing, but Sharon had also had a tough day today.

It wasn't like he was brimming with sexual desire, and he didn't really want to trouble Sharon...

"I want to!"

Unexpectedly, Sharon's reaction was intense.

Of course, the words that followed were so timid they were almost inaudible.

"I want to do it because I want to..."

"Well, if that's the case, then..."

He couldn't understand why she was going this far, but swept up in the mood, reckless words slipped out.

After all this, are you asking if I dislike it?

As if that were possible.

In the end, Siwoo got up and followed Sharon unsteadily into her room.

The dimly lit room was still filled with a pleasant scent.

Sharon swiftly took off her top.

Even though only her back and the side of her breasts peeking out from the sides of her chest were visible, his cock reacted.

Is this like Pavlov's dog or something?

Sharon's green hair shimmered even more mysteriously under the moonlight.

It reminded him of a fairy from a legendary forest.

"Want to sit on the bed?"

"Yeah, okay."

Sharon shyly suggested, covering one breast with her arm.

Actually, the expression 'covering her breast' is a bit flawed.

Because Sharon's ample bosom, swaying heavily, displayed a majesty difficult to cover even with both arms.

In the end, it meant only her nipples were covered...

And that, in turn, made a man restless.

Sharon crouched down and pulled down Siwoo's pants along with his underwear.

Having done this a few times before, Siwoo lifted his hips to assist her.

The heat from his cock, which had been erect since the moment they entered the room, subtly scorched Sharon's cheek.

With a flushed face, Sharon stared intently at his cock before standing up again.

Then, with a determined expression, she nodded to herself.

"Huh?"

Siwoo's eyes widened like lanterns.

Because Sharon suddenly hooked her thumb into the elastic waistband of her shorts and slid them off.

Her skin was white as snow and smooth.

Without a single scar or blemish, even if you searched with wide-open eyes, it reminded one of a sculpture or nude painting crafted by a master.

Beautiful, thick hair cascading down to her waist.

Full, feminine breasts with nipples precariously perched at their peaks.

Smooth abs without an ounce of excess fat.

An adorably indented navel.

A pelvis and pubic bone tracing a beautiful heart shape.

A flawless lower abdomen, upon which the Witch's Brand was vividly drawn.

And because she was sitting on the bed, Sharon's tightly closed buttocks were also visible.

Under the moonlight seeping through the window, Sharon's skin glistened and shone as if sprinkled with melted sugar.

"........."

Siwoo was at a loss for words.

If you gathered and selected all the beautiful curves in the world and wove them into a work called femininity, it would probably look like that.

It was shocking.

"I, I... was really scared today."

Sharon rubbed her pleasingly plump thighs together as she spoke.

Her trembling calves and fidgeting toes.

She, too, feared the unknown.

But that very fact hinted that her resolve to stand naked before Siwoo was by no means light.

"I was scared of losing you... scared I might never see you again."

"........"

Sharon approached Siwoo step by step.

With each step, it felt as if the filter over Siwoo's eyes was stripped away and a new one applied.

Not a friend, but a woman.

Not a woman, but a female.

Sharon's naked body exuded such a devilish Sensual Aura that even Siwoo began to harbor such thoughts.

Sharon climbed onto Siwoo's rigid thighs as if perching on them.

Siwoo's cock, standing tall against his lower abdomen, was pressed against Sharon's moist petals, sharing its heat.

Sharon's tense limbs were cool, but her petals alone burned with a surprisingly hot passion.

"I, I know I'm not yet your equal."

Sharon said, holding Siwoo tightly as if he were the most precious thing in the world.

Sharon's breasts, the epitome of motherhood, rubbed against Siwoo's firm chest.

"I absolutely shouldn't... and I don't want it to be that way... but even if something like this happens later, I don't want to have regrets."

"Uh, uh..."

Sharon's shimmering mint-colored eyes met Siwoo's wavering ones.

Even in this darkness, Sharon's pupils, moist with desire and fervor, exuded an eerie Alluring Charm.

Sharon's tongue slipped into Siwoo's half-open mouth like a snake burrowing into a hole.

Siwoo reflexively accepted her tongue and intertwined his with hers.

Sharon's incredibly sweet, slightly rough tongue skillfully stirred within Siwoo's mouth.

The base of his cock twitched, rubbing against Sharon's tightly pressed petals as if she didn't want to let go.

Moisture was gradually increasing.

Ending the brief kiss, Sharon spoke.

"Even if I'm not your equal... even if we're just friends for now... can't you hold me?"

Sharon pleaded with Siwoo in a pitiful, trembling, fragile voice.

"I wish Siwoo would make me a woman."

Author's Note (Afterword)

Finally, it's here!

Thank you for your support messages!

• Thank you for your consistent support, Nickname!

Haha, are you really going to support until the end?

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Judging by the parts you liked, it seems you have a slight preference for darker themes, hehe.

But still, if you keep giving so much like this... it's too burdensome ㅜㅜ I'm definitely looking for a way to repay you, so please wait a little!

• Thank you for your support, lmonhurt-nim!

As you said, I'll put it to good use for my own selfish desires, hehe.

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