Silent Witch: Chinmoku No Majo No Kakushigoto นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Then what can I do for you?" "I'll bring back some refreshments," Aoki said as she seemed to snap on cue. She walked out of the room as if she was on a mission. "Have a seat," Itsuki said as he twirled his fingers. I felt confused as I looked in awe at golden sparks happening between his fingers. At the same time I felt a gush of wind pick up in the room. I jumped as I felt something hit the back of my knee. I was forced down into a chair from the impact. My mother sat down in a chair suddenly beside me. She crossed her legs and didn't seem fazed at all from the random chairs. I swear they weren't there before... I stared behind us in wonder at two gothic chairs that came out of nowhere. "C

Raia, who is not really close to others, chose June, and Osamu chose Rio randomly. Their choices are kept from each other so that the sacrificial friend will never know that they have been sacrificed. After choosing their sacrifice friend, Mr. Gojo continued explaining the activity. There is only one student who will do everything on one level. There is no switching until they reach the average level or the difficulty level. That's why it is important to know the capability of your partner, whether he/she could do the task by themselves. However, as an exception, one may forfeit their chance if they believe they will be unable to complete the task. But this is not recommended. Once you choos

Uttered by the muscled woman then grab Calista's tray. "You seems uninformed that you're already crossing the border line." The muscled woman seems surprise by the short-haired woman's words, even Calista was completely shocked. The muscled woman ferociously throw a spooky gaze on her and only gave a wicked chuckled and continue pulling the tray. "Togs!" A loud punch landed on the steel table breaks the silence inside the room. The muscled woman turned her head at the short-haired woman who's savagely staring at her like a tiger ready to eat her.

The single word silenced her, though not the hatred burning in her glare. When they finally withdrew, their footsteps fading down the staircase, I let myself collapse against the door, chest heaving as though I had held my breath the entire time. My hand drifted instinctively to the drawer, to the necklace hidden within, the scarlet stone pulsing in my imagination as if alive. Flynn’s voice broke the silence, muffled but steady. “That was… close.” “They won’t stop,” I whispered. “They’ll never stop.”

The lead witch stumbled backward, her face a mask of shock and fury. "Fools, do you suppose your revolt will stand against the last wave?" she shrieked. "We don't need to break you, Sama Arthur. We only need to sever your connection with the child!" Suddenly, another sound cut across the battlefield—not chanting, but a low, piercing whistle that rose in pitch. It was on another side, behind the coven. A third witch, perched on a raised rock, played a strange, obsidian flute. When she blew into it, the sound seemed to bypass all material boundaries and reached directly into the mind, a psychic assault designed to baffle and daze.

She shakes her head slightly at me, movement practiced, then joins the new chant without missing a beat, matching the others’ tempo. Laid like an eagle ready to be slaughtered, I keep my eyes on Alyssa while six witches, her included, stand around me. They keep chanting. They bring out a pouch…from…air? Then pour its contents into their hands. Silver ash. Wolves Nemesis. My eyes widen. I yank my frantic gaze from the pouch back to Alyssa. She closes her eyes and opens them once , a signal to close mine. I obey. The chants swell around me.

The fate of Valtor depended on it. The next morning, I woke up with a restless feeling, like something was about to happen, but I didn’t know what. It was an itch I couldn’t scratch, a tension that wouldn’t go away. I tried to shake it off, but it clung to me, making me uneasy. Needing to clear my mind, I decided to take Luka out for a ride. Luka, my spirit animal, was a massive black lion, bigger than any human bear. His presence was always a comfort, especially when my thoughts were as tangled as they were today. We headed into the Earth Kingdom’s mystical forest, hoping the familiar paths and quiet might bring me some peace.

"STOP!” With a smirk, Jack raised his hand—an unspoken cue for Andrew to momentarily halt the torment. “Kiss me.” “W-What?” He unlocked the chains that had confined her limbs, letting them fall to the ground. “Kiss me,” Jack repeated, hugging her tenderly in his embrace. Startled, Clover turned around. At the sight of the bloody Kyle, she instantly knew she had no other choice but to listen to his commands. “Kiss me,” he urged, motioning her to get on top of him.

Si jie whisper,her head spinned from the movement of the pearl and she couldn't understand why hope eyes remained open. "Keep quiet and close your eyes" Hope hiss and shut her eyes close same as Si jie, unbeknownst to the two girls a shadow appeared in the room and walk straight to the candle,hope frown scenting a witch blood in the room the ability she'd got to use because Joe wang is one,the shadow open it mouth ready to blow of the candle "Blow off" Hope utter before the shadow could do it and the room seeped into darkness and the ground stop shaking, hope made a move to open her eyes when suddenly her eyes remained shut against her will.

I can't see what's inside, but Silvia begins to cry. Calla helps her sister attach little metal things that pinch the skin all over Silvia's body. When Euphenia flips a switch, Silvia screams in pain as her body convulses and she vomits. I smell burning flesh and feel like I'm going to be sick. Euphenia turns off the machine, and Calla takes the clips off of Silvia, who has passed out. The two witches turn to me with evil smiles. "That was on the first setting. For you, we'll put it on the highest setting. Are you ready?"