Chapter 117: Chapter 117: The Black Swan Sorcerer
At the top of the tower, a sunbeam spell quietly hovered in the air, providing a steady and bright light source for the room.
But in this brightness, the dilapidation of the room was clearly visible.
Holding the dice in his hand, Ino's expression relaxed. Even if the story was a bit over the top, at worst, they would waste the props and run away. As long as their lives were not in danger, everything was negotiable.
"Although I don't know what you've done, you don't need to be so tense, as if facing a formidable enemy," Olivia observed the ruined room, a look of regret in her violet eyes. Suddenly, she sighed, "Be thankful you are not an exorcist. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here peacefully from the start. I actually met a sorcerer once in the palace..."
"The Grimm brothers are not exorcists; they are novelists!" Ino quickly clarified his identity during the pause.
"We three will leave right away; it's all a misunderstanding!"
"Sorry, but you can't leave!" Olivia politely refused.
"Although we're short three girls, if we don't complete the ritual soon, they will find out. So, we'll have to use you three as substitutes. But after the ritual is completed, I'll let you go."
Short three girls.
Ino suddenly thought of the twelve coffins outside the tower and the nine strange incidents Emily mentioned in the town...
Well, he and the Grimm brothers came here voluntarily to make up the numbers.
As for letting them go after the ritual, he no longer believed a word. It was clear she intended to resurrect her lover.
In all the stories, as the sacrifices for resurrection, no one has ever survived.
"Can't you really let us go?" Glancing at the firmly bound Grimm brothers, Ino sighed.
At this moment, he regretted not learning the Killing Curse or Apparition... too many spells he hadn't learned, leaving him helpless now.
"Really can't go! Although I like you very much," Olivia said softly.
...
"Snick!"
With a soft sound, a match was struck and ignited.
The weak flame flickered gently.
Ino put away his wand, tightly holding the dice in his left hand, and threw the match onto his robe.
In fact, when the Sectumsempra spell failed, he knew that relying solely on magic couldn't deal with this princess who had learned dark arts.
To not waste the precious dice, he pinned his hopes on old John's match. There was no harm in trying. After all, there was still one-third of the match left, but only one die.
As the match fell on the robe, the fire spread instantly.
Although it was a gentle redeeming flame, fire was still fire, and its high-temperature nature hadn't changed.
Striking the match, he ignited a corner of his robe, and the fire quickly licked the fabric. In an instant, the robe was thoroughly ablaze.
Enduring the burning pain, Ino swiftly lunged at Olivia, the process decisive and without hesitation.
"Ugh~" When the fire touched her skin, Olivia let out a terrified low cry.
Feeling the soft touch from her body, Ino tightly hugged Olivia.
"No! You're mad! Let me go, and I'll let you go, okay? Take your two companions and leave now." Olivia screamed and struggled.
Ino ignored her, not only tightening his arms but also using his legs, hugging Olivia tightly.
...
The flames completely enveloped them both.
"Ah!" Olivia let out a piercing scream, and then countless black vapors erupted from her body.
Ino was also in great pain but still gritted his teeth. He was gambling that he could finish her off before he was fatally injured; otherwise, he would have to waste the precious die.
But the burning flames made him somewhat dazed.
One second, or a minute, he didn't know how long had passed.
In any case, feeling no more struggle from the person in his arms, Ino slowly loosened his grip.
And before his eyes, a vague scene seemed to appear.
In the cold winter, a barefoot little girl was holding a match and smiling while saying something.
However, the pain in his body made him unable to hear what the girl was saying.
It seemed the girl noticed this and drooped her little face in disappointment.
At the same time, beside the girl, another figure gradually appeared; it was Olivia.
The difference was that her violet eyes were gone, replaced by a pair of eyes as pure as sapphires.
As if sensing his gaze, Olivia gave a slight curtsey.
Moments later, she and the little girl disappeared into the air together.
Watching them disappear, Ino also slowly closed his eyes.
...
Merchant Town.
Sophia's Tavern.
Opening his eyes again, Ino found himself lying in a bed, his body wrapped like a mummy.
"You finally woke up! Thank goodness. Ino, you saved me and Wilhelm. We couldn't speak then, but we saw everything, really, thank you!"
Jacob leaned in with a happy face, then mysteriously said:
"Actually, I secretly read Wilhelm's story. He wrote it early on! Before entering the forest, the story's title was 'The Black Swan Sorcerer.'"
Listening to Jacob's words, Ino felt a thunderous shock in his mind.
Everything made sense now, whether the over-the-top story or how easily the Grimm brothers were subdued...
The protagonist of this story had always been only one, the Black Swan Sorcerer.
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