Chapter 478
Chapter 478 Poison Witch Endor
The bright light of the teleportation array slowly faded away from the room.
Six vague silhouettes slowly turned solid and appeared before Greem.
“Welcome… Lady Endor!”
It was obvious that Greem had hesitated with his choice of title. That was why he was staring right down Mary’s amused eyes when he straightened his body and looked up.
Six people had teleported to Fire Throne. Poison Witch Endor, Bloody Mary, her three Blood Knights, and that old fox Vanlier. Even though they looked completely fine on the surface, Greem could see, through countless minor details, the grievous wounds that Mary and Endor had suffered through.
Poison Witch Endor, in particular, was in a terrible state. Shadow substances had severely corrupted her body during her lengthy detainment in the half-shadow space that was the Dark Mirage. It seemed Endor would have to take a long time off to treat her body before she could regain her former strength.
“Kid, it seems this old hag’s gonna have to stay here at your place for the moment.” Poison Witch Endor’s spirits were high despite the damage to her origin powers. A trace of compassion surfaced on her hideous and sinister face.
After the outcome of the first punch had been altered, would the opponent still stubbornly launch the same second and third punch that had been determined by fate?
No. At this moment, the ripples of fate would shift the development of the future out of the hands of Fate and into the hands of the fixed rules that hid beneath the world. It was only when Fate’s ripple effect slowly calmed down that this small moment in the world would once again rejoin the tracks of Fate, rumbling forward at full force.
It was Greem’s respect and fear of the powers of Fate that made him care so much about Alice’s identity as the Witch of Fate. And now, Alice had indeed demonstrated the talent and ability she should possess as the Witch of Fate.
More importantly, their relationship was still incredibly close!
That was obvious from Alice’s plan.
Poison Witch Endor could be considered Alice’s last living relative. Alice was even willing to clash with one or several Fourth Grade witches for her sake. Now that she had sent Endor to Fire Throne, and into Greem’s hands, it was clear that she didn’t believe Greem would use Endor as a hostage.
This fact was what put Greem in such a good mood!
However, even though he basically knew all of Alice’s plan now, he still didn’t understand how she had managed to make Mary submit to her. Greem understood Mary far too well.
Mary had specially come over to his tower to fight him all for the sake of being the leader of their faction.
Moreover, Greem believed that Mary would still leave all the administrative and leadership tasks to him, even if she had won. She just wanted to obtain the title of being the boss to fulfill her deeply ingrained mindset of might makes right.
That was why conventional techniques of persuasion and offers of benefit were ineffective against Mary.
The only way to win Mary’s respect was to fight with her.
She would only settle into the position that she should be in once you demonstrated the strength that a leader should possess. Otherwise, Mary would forever waiver between obedience and rebellion, making it hard to predict what she would do.
Thus…
Greem was extremely curious how Alice had managed to deal with Mary!
After several influencing techniques of all sorts, Greem finally managed to pry out of Mary’s mouth the trade that had transpired between her and Alice.
Bloodline Imprisonment!
Greem slapped his leg hard when he heard how Alice had managed to make Mary yield.
Dammit! Why didn’t I think of that!?
However, he knew very well that there was nothing he could do, even if he had thought of that weakness of Mary’s. Did he have Alice’s means to find that vampire successfully?
Those with strength used strength, and those without would have to rely on their minds!
He had no such tricks up his sleeves, so he could only make Mary submit through pure force. Yet, Alice had managed to deal with Mary with just a couple of words.
Perhaps this was how the Witch of Fate dealt with things on a daily basis!
Greem couldn’t even imagine what was happening while he was ‘enjoying time’ with Mary. Far away, in the Tower of Fate, Alice was looking up at the sky full of stars as tears streaked down her cheeks.
The beautiful light of the stars fell upon her and illuminated her delicate and pretty face, along with her long silky hair that was half-silver and half-white.
Nobody knew when, but almost half of her long hair had turned white.