Gladys was an evil witch living in a high tower. As an evil witch, she committed all sorts of atrocities, gaining notoriety. She kidnapped the beautiful and kind little princess and tormented her i...
Gladys blinked, realizing that she was in a bad state.
She stood in the deep, dark woods.
The black branches and leaves spread endlessly. There was no wind, no movement, no life, and only a dead silence.
"System, are you there?" Gladys tried to call the system.
No one answered.
Isn't this an area that the system can cover?
Gladys frowned.
She looked around and saw black branches everywhere. Gladys felt familiar because these black branches were the same type of strange black branches she used to make her wand.
Gladys thought about it.
She was sleeping just now.
If there's anything different about sleeping...
That is, this time she slept with her wand in her arms.
Then, it is very likely that she ended up in this damn place because she slept with her wand in her arms.
Gladys pursed her lips and looked around, taking in the surroundings once more.
Then she sat down where she was.
The protagonists of horror movies usually encounter ghosts because of damn curiosity.
But after sitting for a while, Gladys felt that sitting and waiting didn't seem to be a good idea.
Gladys scratched her red hair and stood up in annoyance.
The girl's face was as white as snow, her hair was like fire, and the color on her body was like the only highlight in the dark and dry white.
Gladys thought about it.
Then, Gladys tentatively called out, "Wand? Wand? Are you there?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a door covered with vines and gorgeously carved patterns appeared in front of her.
Gladys blinked.
There has been a change, so it can be said to be a response.
Gladys knocked on the door. "Wand, I know you're in there. Don't hide in there and keep silent. If you can give me a nightmare, then open the door."
As she finished her words, the door creaked open.
Gladys raised an eyebrow and strode in.
“…”
Behind the door was still a dark and desolate scene.
What was different from outside the door was that there was a huge tree here. The tree was extremely tall. Gladys looked up and could not see the end of the tree.
Black branches and leaves spread out, rustling, exuding an ominous and oppressive feeling.
There are many vines at the bottom of the giant tree. Among the extending roots, a slender young man stands in the vines, or rather, his body is integrated with the vines and branches, motionless.
The boy's eyes were covered with a black silk cloth, which was densely covered with golden spells.
His hair was jet black, falling below his shoulders and extending downwards, so long that it seemed to be about to fall to his feet.
His skin was extremely white, snow-white, translucent and fragile.
Gladys saw the boy and held her breath slightly. She said, "Could it be that you are..."
Laura smiled.
Gladys asked carefully, "The wand's spirit?"
Laura: “…”
Well, Gladys used His branches and leaves to make a magic wand, so her consciousness entered His consciousness and saw Him. Then, for Gladys, there seemed to be no problem in interpreting Him as the spirit of the magic wand.
The boy said lazily, "I guess so."
Gladys looked at the black-haired boy. She blinked, her eyes shining. "Are you going to make a contract with me?"
Otherwise, why would the wand's spirit want to see her?
"Why should I make a contract with you?" Laura raised her eyebrows.
Gladys asked him back, "Then why do you want to see me?"
"Because I want to eat you."
Gladys: “…???”
A chill ran up Gladys's spine, making her feel creepy.
"I don't think I'm delicious," Gladys said seriously, clutching her pounding heart. "Do you know who I am? I'm the evil witch Gladys. My favorite thing to do is to torture kind people. My soul is extremely evil and ugly. If you eat me, you'll definitely vomit up all the food you ate the night before."
The boy tilted his head, his crimson lips opening and closing, "It's okay, I like evil souls."
Gladys was silent.
She looked at the boy and assessed him for a moment.
Then Gladys asked, "Why is your body in the tree and motionless?"
"Because these branches and leaves are part of my body."
I see......
Gladys paused, then turned and ran, "Catch up with me if you can."
If I catch up with you, I will eat you.
Laura touched the bridge of her nose with her fingertips, somewhat confused about Gladys's train of thought.
But since Gladys had asked him to do so, he would of course catch up with her.
Gladys rushed towards the gate at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. However, when she was only one step away from the gate, she was blocked by the boy.
Gladys bumped into Laura's arms.
The scent on him was a little clear and a little cold, mixed with the woody and grassy feel of vines.
"You," Gladys was surprised.
Laura clasped her hands and said, "I never said I couldn't leave."
The boy's hands were long and slender, with smooth bone lines. He held her tightly, and Gladys was forced to press against his chest.
This angle allowed Gladys to lower her eyes and see the boy's feet.
He was wearing a black robe, the kind without any decorations. The robe reached the ground, and black branches connected to his feet. More precisely, the black branches spread outward from him.
Gladys realized that even if the boy's body was embedded in the giant tree and unable to move, she would not be able to escape because all the black branches and leaves were part of him.
"I am very kind to you." Laura smiled.
Instead of letting the branches and leaves devour you, I ate you myself.
He lowered his head and opened his crimson lips.
"etc!"
His cold breath fell on Gladys' neck. Gladys' scalp tingled. She hurriedly stopped him, "Before you eat me, listen to me first! I know a human soul is more delicious!"
Laura raised her eyelids and said, "Hmm?"
"Although you said you like to eat evil souls, believe me, her soul will definitely satisfy you," said Gladys. "Her soul is extremely pure, extremely tempting and delicious. As soon as you meet her, you will fall in love with her."
Laura's eyelids twitched, and she had a bad feeling, "She is..."
"The beautiful princess of the kingdom, Laura."