Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 870: Don’t Worry, Dear, You’ll Have Your Turn



Three days had passed since Samantha had gone missing.

Professor Barret had escorted all the Witches guarding the Merchant Caravan back to the academy, ensuring that they'd be safe and sound. Fortunately, they didn't encounter anything along the way, and no news of other Witches going missing had reached the academy.

The Headmaster had deployed the Peace Keepers closer to the border of Eastshire, and he made sure that the teams were purely composed of Wizards.

While all this was happening, Samantha slowly opened her eyes.

She found herself chained on the wall, completely naked from head to toe. As her eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light, she found other young ladies who were in a similar situation.

From what she could tell, they were in some kind of circular tower, given that there were dozens of witches chained all around her.

At the center of their circular restriction was a black cauldron the size of a wheel of a car.

She could vaguely remember seeing one on her way back to the camp, but that was where her memory ended.

What followed after that was complete darkness, for the cauldron swallowed her whole. It happened too fast, so she was unable to react in time.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

She could also remember that, after she was plunged in that darkness, she felt so sleepy until she finally succumbed and closed her eyes.

Then she found herself in her current situation.

Samantha felt weak.

Extremely weak. Even moving her head took a lot of effort on her part.

But she wanted to know more about where she was and what was happening around her.

When she moved her head to her right side, she was a young lady with long blonde hair and blue eyes.

Her eyes were in a daze as she stared blankly in front of her.

But what caught Samantha's attention was the glowing blue gem on the other party's chest that was the size of her thumb.

She could vaguely feel strong magical power in it, which made her wonder what it was.

Aside from the girl beside her, the girl chained to the wall far across from her also had a gem on her chest. The color of the gem was red, and similar to the young lady beside her, it was also glowing faintly.

The girl on her left also had a gem on her chest, but it was only the size of a small bead.

Around her, all the chained girls had gems of varying sizes and luster on their chest.

Samantha might not be the smartest Witch in Brynhildr Academy, but after seeing all of this, she felt her spine tingle. If the guess in her mind was right, then she was in a very dangerous situation.

As she was thinking of these things, the door opened, and a beautiful lady with dark brown hair and green eyes, who seemed to be in her early twenties, walked inside the room with a frown.

"Perhaps I should have done things in moderation," the beautiful lady muttered. "The Magistratus has sent their dogs to investigate the situation. I only managed to catch three Witches in the last three days because of the heightened surveillance..."

The young lady then scanned the surroundings, and the frown on her face disappeared, replaced by a smile.

"I see that two fruits have ripened while I was away," the beautiful lady said as she walked to the young lady chained right across Samantha.

The lady then caressed the face of the witch and gave her a kiss on the lips.

"Good girl. You did your best," the beautiful lady said. "Now time to harvest your Origin Magic."

The Witch, who was clearly weakened, tried to speak.

"Please... don't take... my magic. I... beg you."

The lady smiled before affectionately patting the witch's head. "Youth is wasted on the young, and the same principle applies to Magic. Don't worry, Dear. I will make good use of your magic."

The lady then plucked the gem from the witch's chest, making the latter stiffen before her body hung limp as if she had lost all her strength.

Samantha watched in horror as the one responsible for kidnapping them swallowed the gem whole.

A second later, a fluctuation of fire magic erupted on the lady's body, covering her body in blue light for a brief moment before disappearing completely.

"I can never get tired of eating the Origin Magic of young Witches," the beautiful lady said. "Now, off you go."

With a wave of her hand, the chains that bound the witch opened, and her body slowly floated in the air.

It then hovered toward the cauldron at the center of the room, diving head-first inside of it. "Now, time to taste another one."

The lady then walked towards Samantha, making her body subconsciously shudder, which made the lady giggle.

"Don't worry, Dear, you'll have your turn."

With a playful wink, the lady walked past her and stood in front of the blonde-haired girl with blue eyes.

"You had a lot of fight in you when you were captured, but now you look so docile," the lady said in a teasing tone. "I guess I broke your spirit, huh?"

The lady then playfully groped the dazed girl's right breast before kissing her lips.

She even made sure to pinch it, hoping to get a reaction from her. But the witch simply stared

in front of her, as if she was just a shell of her former self.

"It's no fun when they don't react at all."

The lady shook her head helplessly before her hand moved to the gem on the witch's chest and plucked it out.

A soft sigh escaped the chained lady's lips before her eyes slowly closed.

It was as if she had been waiting for this moment and had been liberated from her suffering.

Similar to what happened to the other witch earlier, the chains came undone, and her body floated until she was sucked up by the black cauldron.

The lady then ate the red gem, relishing the power that now surged through her body.

A few seconds later, she shifted her attention to Samantha and lightly caressed the side of her

face.

The other Witches who were conscious and chained to the wall looked at Samantha with eyes filled with pity.

Just like them, she would soon have her Origin Magic taken from her and would no longer be able to use Magic for the rest of her life.