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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 1527

Chapter 1527: Arrest Crisis

I looked in the direction of the attack, but saw that the wind and snow and black clouds there had been torn open by a large hole. It should have been caused by the powerful wind pressure from the spear’s trajectory.

But then my eyes suddenly narrowed, because I saw that the black clouds in that direction were torn open again. This time, there were three dark figures, moving too fast to possibly dodge.

“Via, Sherris, run!” I shouted, opening the Shield of the Twin Eagles. Even this was not enough, so I set up another ice wall in front of me.

Sherris used Hell Gate again, and countless rotten hands with dark green claw marks slashed towards the mid-air, seemingly trying to catch the incoming spear.

Via also condensed a blood spear again. This time, she concentrated all her magic power into one blood spear. This blood spear was no longer bright red, but had solidified into a dark red color. She threw the blood spear into the air, intending to shoot down the dark figures.

The blood spear and the spear shadow met first in mid-air. The blood spear didn’t even last a second before being shattered into blood mist by the spear shadow, which continued its momentum and instantly shot towards Via. The exploding debris and smoke made it impossible for me to confirm Via’s condition.

The countless Ghoul’s Claws from Hell Gate attempted to grab the spear, but before they could even make contact, they were all torn into pieces by the wind pressure. The spear shadow shot directly into Hell Gate.

Then, there was nothing more. Neither the Lich nor Via had any follow-up attacks. Sherris had easily diffused them. If an attack couldn’t be blocked or dodged, it could just be thrown elsewhere.

“Crack!” The ice wall in front of me suddenly shattered. The spear, carrying the force of thunder, struck the Shield of the Twin Eagles. It wasn’t so much a stab at the shield as it felt like a giant hammer smashing onto its surface.

With a “boom!”, countless cracks spread across the ground behind me. My feet sank into the earth, and cracks appeared all over my body, bleeding profusely.

Theoretically, the Shield of the Twin Eagles could nullify all physical attacks, but this spear carried a sliver of magic power from the attacker at the moment of its throw. Even that small amount of magic power was unbearable for me. If my body hadn’t undergone mutation, I would have been shaken to death by now.

“Snap!” The spear, unable to withstand the pressure of magic and immense force, shattered into dust. The strength in my arm vanished into nothingness. Fortunately, it was only for that moment.

“Who is it!” The Lich flew out of the hole in anger. It was not dead, but I soon discovered the reason for its survival: a spear was lodged between its ribs in its chest, having broken one. But this was not a fatal wound for the Lich.

“How dare you! When the Crown Prince has ordered unity to overcome hardship, someone dares to make a move within the city. You clearly have no regard for the Royal Family!” a majestic voice declared.

At some point, a knight, clad in gorgeous golden armor and a white cloak with gold trim, stood in mid-air. His imposing aura was like a tangible force, quieting the blizzard stirred up by the Lich.

It’s over! I recognized this person. He was in front of the motorcade this morning, responsible for clearing the path for the Crown Prince’s carriage. He was a knight serving the Iberian Royal Family.

“I knew who it was, so arrogant. So, you’re a lackey of the Royal Knights Corps, running over to join the fun when you heard the commotion?” the Lich roared with laughter.

It showed no fear of the Royal Knight and even dared to mock him. Just feeling the oppressive aura from the Royal Knight made me breathless.

The Royal Knight ignored the Lich’s provocation and asked coldly, “You four have committed a great crime by fighting within the city and affecting civilians. Will you surrender your weapons now, or must I take you down myself?”

My heart was in a complete mess from nervousness. This time, it’s really over. If he catches me, I’m as good as dead. Neither the Knight Captain nor Lavias could save me.

It was the idiotic Lich who attacked me first, and it was also responsible for attacking civilians. But those great nobles wouldn’t listen to my explanations. In their eyes, witches, liches, vampires, and ghouls were all bad things, and burning them all to death was the solution.

I had to run, but could I escape? Not only was there that terrifyingly powerful Royal Knight, but there were also over a dozen knights, both Royal Knights and those from great nobles, who had appeared in the sky from who knows when. But without exception, they were all top-tier experts. In their encirclement, escape was impossible.

But I couldn’t just sit and wait for death. Even if there was a sliver of hope for survival, I had to struggle at least a bit. I sent a command to Giselle, asking her to try and use the bridge of shadows to get us out of here.

At this moment, the Lich burst into laughter, “You’re speaking too confidently. Since so many of you have come, none of you will be going back. You will all become my undead.”

Holy crap, this guy is this arrogant. Doesn’t he realize the gap between him and the Royal Knight? In my opinion, even the Lich, who could unleash forbidden spells consecutively using sacrifices and magic furnaces just now, had no chance against this Royal Knight.

“Lich, I know your phylactery is not here, but if you think I have no way to kill you, you are too naive. I advise you to give up resistance and don’t regret it when death is upon you,” the Royal Knight said coldly.

I see, I just remembered, the Lich won’t die as long as its phylactery isn’t destroyed. It can survive even if its body is destroyed. No wonder it dared to be so arrogant.

But while it was fearless because it had its phylactery, the three of us did not. Moreover, I believed the Royal Knight’s words; he definitely had a way to find or directly destroy the Lich’s phylactery.

Via and Sherris’s expressions were now filled with despair and terror. It seemed they had no options. I could only count on Giselle to be effective and, while the Lich was distracting them, rescue us. As for the pursuit afterward, I would worry about that later.

“I don’t think you understood what I said. What I mean is, once you step in here, none of you will leave alive!” the Lich suddenly slammed its hand on the ground.

“Whoosh!” The Royal Knight flicked his hand, and a phantom, gorgeous ritual sword descended and stuck into the ground. Immediately, I felt all the magic power in my body freeze, unable to be used at all. The magic power flowing in the surrounding air also stopped, as if the river had turned into mud.

Anti-magic field. The Royal Knight understood the principle of fighting against casters: first, disable magic, and then no matter how skilled you are, you can’t do anything.

Unexpectedly, as the Lich slammed the ground, a magic circle with a black background and white border lit up on the ground, containing immense magic power. It had prepared a magic circle here in advance, possibly as a contingency for dealing with us.

As the magic circle operated, the previously set magic was unleashed, and a giant skull burning with white flames flew into the mid-air.

The Royal Knight drew his sword and charged towards the skull, shouting to the surroundings at the same time, “The rest of you, go down and apprehend them.”


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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