Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 43: The Han Revolution
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 416: Carrying a Saber Up The Mountain
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 249.2: Surrender, I'll Take You to the Orgy Tonight (2)
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 002: The Careless Luo Li
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 42: Mandarin!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 760- Job Merge Scroll
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 199: Library of Wapeng
Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly
Chapter 198: Sharing a Drink (2)
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 899 - Astonishing Zero Wing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 759- Swift victory
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.08 - Northern District's Haze
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 163: Battle Supplies
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 415: After Killing, Go Up The Mountain
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 41: Too Many
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 758- War Manuscript
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 898 - A Talented Subject Knows the Right Leader to Serve
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757.5- Gamble part 2
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.07 - Northern District's Haze
Everyone had their own secrets; they were inevitable in a bid for privacy. Ironically, secrets were also often the bridge that brought people together, as they invited curiosity. Humans instinctively sought to understand the unknown, which was why they were drawn to those shrouded in mystery.
And of Roel’s ancient gods, the most mysterious one of all was Witch Queen Artasia.
The Witches used to be known as Sia’s shadow, shouldering the duty to punish and enforce. They wielded immense power and authority that was said to rival the Kingmaker Clan, but they were an enigmatic race that rarely appeared before others.
The Witches were an enigmatic existence even in the ancient era, let alone now, when most information about them had eroded. Witch Queen Artasia was even more so.
Thinking about it, Roel knew next to nothing about Artasia.
He knew Grandar was the final Giant Sovereign who sacrificed himself to bring down the Savior. He knew Peytra was the first Saint Beast Sovereign who fought beside Sia in the early years of the world. He knew Edavia was born during the world’s creation, and Sia sealed her away due to how dangerous her abilities were.
Yet, he knew nothing about Artasia, be it the era she was from, the experiences she had been through, or the eventual cause of her death. Everything about her was a mystery. He couldn’t find any clues about her existence from this rainy city. She had simply too many secrets.
He knew that there was a basis behind the Witches’ unfathomability—it made it harder for others to interfere in their jobs as the world’s enforcers. Still, it was unusual how Artasia had remained mysterious despite their having been together for such a long time.
He was aware that Artasia was hiding something from him. He didn’t know what it was, but his instincts told him it was something huge.
“Artasia, you have already seen my ending, haven’t you?” Roel calmly asked.
Artasia’s madder-red eyes widened in astonishment.
The Witches, as a race that had grasped countless forbidden spells, were definitely ca
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