
She is a good girl, loves to help, and give. I love all aspects of life and the environment in which I live. But, will his great love be reciprocated by those people?
Not everyone has the same mindset. At first he thought it was all because of his mistake that he did not know. Tidings and gossip are increasing every day. What's wrong? Why are people like this?
He always wondered, what is it? Why did everyone who was previously friendly become this cruel?
The books he had always read were burned, the jewels he had kept were confiscated, the contents of his house were looted, and lastly he scorched the old hut he had left with his parents and brother.
"Merlin, take your sister to the woods. Mom and Dad will hold them."
That was the last words of the old man he had heard before entering a territory that no man had ever touched. Merlin, the older brother, ran while pulling him while the citizens were busy with his father and mother.
Shouts and cheers became the background of his escape. The noise raised his ears, especially hearing his mother being judged after his father was successfully snatched and wiped out. The terrible sight he could not see again, which eventually led to darkness that closed both eyes.
The five-year-old girl could not follow her brother's broad steps, resulting in exhaustion and shortness of breath. Which eventually falls in the middle of the journey.
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The memory again enveloped his dream. Ten years had passed and those bitter memories had never slipped from his brain. Always waking up in the middle of the night.
A black cat approached and coiled up next to his small body. The snoring made him comfortable. He almost fell asleep again before the sound of a bang at the back door disturbed him.
Worry and trauma return. He got out of bed, followed by a black cat surrounded by smoke and turned into a tall young man.
"Phy, wait here," whispered Merlin as she prepared herself with a magic wand. Phyllis walked behind her brother who was constantly on guard.
They are now at the door of the room. Where the noise and the puffiness of things are heard out there. Propagate? What's the burrowing here for? And strangely why would you know such a small house in the middle of the forest?
"Phy, prepare the protective magic. Brother will use attack magic once the door opens."
Sprucing up the usual mantra done to make a house shield, Phyllis managed to make a blue transparent bubble as their protector—especially Merlin.
Along with Merlin opening the door, the young man instantly cast a spell and jerked his magic wand towards the figure who had been standing waiting for the door to open.
The high-robed figure bounced and crashed into the empty bottles on the side of the central room. Merlin quickly locked it and made the figure unable to wart. Only moans are heard.
Despite being tied with a spell, Merlin still had to be on guard. With his strength, Merlin pulled a figure that managed to sneak in their small hut.
But how surprised he was when he saw the white-haired young man staring at him sharply. Not only that, the eyes filled with anger as if drugging him. With fangs reluctant to hide for long, Merlin immediately retreated and pulled his sister away.
"She's a vampire, grab an onion quickly," Merlin orders, who is immediately greeted with loud laughter from the vampire in front of her. Looking down at the sisters' magicians, the bloodthirsty figure slowly moved and removed the lock Merlin made.
"Phy, run!" Merlin encourages Phyllis to get out of the house while she confronts the vampire with no ethics to visit.
"Ck, ck, I'm going after your sister."
The figure ran in pursuit of where Phyllis was. Merlin who had expended a lot of magic energy could not control himself for longer. Just cast a stronger protective spell for his sister before Merlin's body was filled with smoke and turned into a black cat.
Now he only wishes Phyllis the best. The shield he made was already good enough for the vampire-fraud class. But Merlin forgets that the vampire broke the bond and even broke into the house.
Unfortunately this dark region is a favorite place of vampires. Equipped with a special ability to see in the dark and a strong sense of smell, the figure managed to find Phyllis who was curled up behind a tree.
"Hi, little witch."
Phyllis's two blue eyes turned back. His heart was racing, even he could hear it. The sound of triumphant laughter made Phyllis freeze. He can't feel the creeps anymore. His fear was already at the threshold of his maximum fear.
"Your heart sounds are so sweet. It looks good to be fighting my stomach."
The burly fingers with long, sharp fingernails touch Phyllis' tiny face. The girl just silently stared at the fiery red netra in front of her. No matter how the vampire killed him, his mind was out of control.
"Your last words?"
The memory of his parents again attacked and made Phyllis even sadder. Remembering the sacrifice of the two that would be futile because their child was too lame. Even up to this time, the shields that were cast were very easy to destroy.
Very disappointing. Phyllis can't take it anymore. He clenched both his hands. Why is he stupid? Why is it so weak?
"But I haven't cooked soft bone chicken."
The vampire who heard Phyllis' words became annoyed. "That's your farewell words? It's a pity, let me make you a soft bone witch."
The horrified figure immediately drew closer to Phyllis' face, grinning. Shows how sharp the canine teeth are always sharpened every day using a knife sharpener.
The bright moonlight slowly slipped into the sidelines of the tree leaves. Decorate the look of Phyllis who has been covered by the darkness of the night. Nasty and sweet, implied a sad and resigned look in both eyeballs. The vampire was silent.
Well-favoured.
So he thought in his heart. He didn't realize the girl in his hands right now was this beautiful, doused in moonlight, looking like this was the vampire type.
The wind from behind waved Phyllis's chocolate mane, exhaling a very fragrant and scrumptious body scent. The smell of fresh blood Phyllis again arouses the passion of the Vampire. And without thinking for long, the vampire approached towards the neck and prepared to bite.
"Smagic softener!"
The tapered fangs were not able to penetrate even the slightest bit of Phyllis' skin. His sharp nails were not as scary as before. When the two touched Phyllis' body, they instantly softened like presto bones.
"W-what?! What's going on?!"
Phyllis laughed and pushed the vampire's body away. Surely the vampires are helpless with the weakness of these two parts. Although they are physically strong, but the most dangerous point is the fangs that can suck human blood to dry overnight. Vampires could only physically hit at this time.
The witch girl cast another spell, which rendered the vampire unconscious.
"I'll invite you to my family's soft bone chicken show."
Carefully, Phyllis wrapped the vampire's body and carried it towards the house. The trip was far enough to make him tired so he had to reduce the use of magic before he got home. Trying as hard as possible, Phyllis pulled the human body-shaped package to the front of the house.
Phyllis even dragged him up the stairs and placed him near the entrance.
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