Surviving As The Protagonist

Chapter 41: The Mysterious Witch

If remembered again in the previous flashback, actually Lucy's real plan is to go to an antique store without supervision. There was a lot that he wanted to ask a mysterious witch who lived in that place. However if he were to bring someone with him, it would only make the strange witch hide and be reluctant to show herself.

So, this plan is more perfect along with him who wants to match a new partner, namely Flona and Sir Emillo. It should look natural, but the most important thing for him is,

“Once paddled, two three islands exceeded!” the thrill of which is filled with spirit.

After teleporting magic, the girl now set her foot on a familiar floor tile. His teleportation was successful, and he moved to where he wanted an antique shop that hid away from the traditional markets in the capital.

“Tapi— is it okay to enter without permission through the door?” his murmured slightly surprised as he landed directly inside the room.

“Not bad nor Miss.” a woman's speech with a strange-sounding tone.

Glanced at the source of the voice, there stood a woman with her silver hair dangling to the floor, along with her net that was lustrous like a ruby jewel. He feels familiar with her, wait—

“So you are indeed a woman huh?!” surprise is not playing. Previously Lucy and Reygan feud in this place that the witch he met was a man, but with Reygan suspecting that the witch was indeed a woman!

“Haha~ according to Miss how?” asked the woman with an intimidating face. Apart from all that..

What are you laughing for?!

The current feeling was quite strange, he immediately watched the woman closely. “You're a witch right? But how can you live in a place like this and not be in a magician tower?!” his grunts were feeling strange, moreover this was suspicious.

Are you the minions of the dark magician?!

“Internally!” timpal the woman with his annoyed look.

“Euh?” he looks weird.

Before...he can hear my heart?

“True, so more or less I already know all about the contents of the head Miss.” he said who now moved to approach him.

“Kyaa! Uhm no, I've been weird enough to think the world is real, but it seems that there's a lot more weird stuff hanging around in a place like this.

Now what else? There is a creature who can read the mind?”

There is no stopping Lucy grumbled when she found a strange thing that now makes her unable to feel shocked anymore. Then the witch woman was now silent looking at him with a wrathful look.

“Good, forgive me Mr. Witch. It's just pretty hard for me to accept. My name is Lucy Fleur Barayev. As you can see, I am the fiance of the Crown Prince.” The girl introduced herself along with a good etiquette greeting.

It would be terrible if he made a witch hold a grudge against him, then all he did was be polite and respectful to him, but all he received at this time was laughter breaking from him.

“What is it?!” ask the girl. The witch only smiled a little nearby.

“No need to explain, I already know kok~” lirih the silver woman.

“But it's true, even during the first meeting.you seem to know me well.” he said with a small frown on his forehead.

Prok!

One clap of the hand has now broken the silence, accompanied by a strange smile the woman clasped Lucy's wrist while saying, “Sorry yes.” she said accompanied by a snap of a finger.

“This is like a room that has been in residence for a long time.” he said blatantly, because if he said this in his heart, there he would only get another scorn from him.

“True, I think our conversation will be very important, so it would be nice if we talk in the basement.” he said, now leading the girl to sit in a chair.

Soon he moved towards the place of cooking, or can it be called the kitchen? He took a teapot and two glasses which he kept on a tray. The woman is now serving Lucy warm tea on the table.

“Alright, forgive my disrespect. My name is Samantha Amillie.” The woman now introduced herself while sitting in her front seat. Lucy looked awkward when she heard it.

“So you are indeed a woman.” lirihnya again who somehow even make women in front of him stare annoyed.

“Ugh... alright! It's my fault for not telling you. My form is indeed a woman, I just tried with magic to change shape like a man, you could say at that time I only did a small experiment.” he explained who is now given a small nod by Lucy.

“But-why Your Majesty can know this huh?” lucy asked with a look of wonder.

“Hum. Don't know, why are you asking me?” ask Samantha.

Lucy only glanced back when she heard the answer, before long she pulled out a cup of warm tea for her to drink immediately. Strange indeed, how could a future Queen drink such a drink carelessly like this, what if the drink contained deadly poison? But his little heart could only say that he could trust the witch woman.

“This place is an underground that I live in, because my store is open up there. I was also previously a tower witch, but I didn't like living and working cooped up like that, so I ran away and also secluded myself~” she explained accompanied by a smile.

She told him a gloomy thing with such a happy face, Lucy could only shake her head.

“So, what do Miss want to know from me?” his words now sounded resolute, his face staring with a serious look. The atmosphere of this room seemed to have changed, Lucy felt that Samantha was not playing around anymore with her words.

“Something soul, why do you say that my soul is the same? I don't understand what you mean, but does this have anything to do with my origins?” ask the girl who is trying to test that she really knows him or not.

“Hm. Straight to the point yes, well.” sahutnya who now put the cup on the table.

Stared intently, the color of his ruby-like eyes was now on. “I smell something foreign and different from your body, but I feel that the soul is still the same.” he explained that only makes the woman confused.

“I do not understand, what does it mean I am a stranger in this world?” ask the girl in wonder.

The witch could only sigh, why did she ask something certain?

“You are indeed a stranger right.” ask with a sharp gaze.

Degs..

The woman's gaze felt so pressing, she felt that her wi-waits as a witch were not playful. “So, I am a stranger who has the same soul as the body of this body? But that is not possible.” his assumption accompanied by a skirt does not agree.

Where could there be a conclusion like this, apparently he was just joking. His unaccepted mind now roused itself from the chair, it felt useless to come here just to hear obscure nonsense.

But a sentence that Samantha had uttered, was now enough to make her step stop and turn back to him.

“I feel the turmoil of my magic energy from Miss's body, it seems. Someone asked me to turn the clock for Miss.”.