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Chapter 612

    About 30 years ago, it may not have been as long as 30 years ago, but 256 years must be enough. That era is a bit far away for people of their age, after all, personally, the time they don''t have or can''t experience is always far away. Just like those people who talk about the world 40 or 50 years ago and the future 40 or 50 years later in the pub, they are not really investigating or speculating about those times, they are just recalling and imagining according to their own will.


    So even though Karen thought she was telling the truth, it was just a story she heard from her older witch, and the reason that made the story true was that it was about a living member of the Sorcerer''s group, that is, about Hera. It is said that at that time, witches just won the rule of lost heart Bay, and the flag of heartless witch group was erected in this city for the first time.


    But everything has a price, and the previous rulers of witches will not give up the rule of lost heart Bay. The older witches were reluctant to mention the war that had established their present status. Members of the younger generation only knew that the witches'' group at that time was greatly weakened by the war, and the witches killed accounted for one third of the witches'' group at that time! There are even some obscure rumors that many witches lost something more precious than life, fertility, in those war years. This huge loss was not recovered until the new young witches grew up in recent years. However, judging from the current situation, as long as the witches can control the lost heart bay for another five years, all the efforts they have made to win the dominion here will be worthwhile.


    And Hera was born after the last war. Generally speaking, although witches are cruel to their companions, due to their short life span, they pay special attention to the continuation of race. Even the most inhumane witches will explicitly protect their pregnant siblings. However, the war will not follow people''s wishes. The witch''s enemies also know their weaknesses, so they decisively choose the most vicious way of revenge when the situation is not conducive to themselves. They raided the rear camp of the sorceress group and brutally killed most of the pregnant witches.


    Haila''s mother was the camp manager at the time, but she was also a pregnant woman. If the witches'' weakest period is when, it must be the time when they are pregnant. In particular, the nearer the fetus is born, the weaker the mother will be. Moreover, as it was at the end of the war, the great witch was eager to crush her enemies. She sent the guardians who had been guarding the rear camp to the front line, trying to gather all the strength of the witch group to crush the enemy. The combination of the two situations shows how desperate the witches in the rear camp faced at that time.


    In the face of this hopeless situation, ordinary people may die with resentment. If the sorceress abandoned their own strong resentment, perhaps it will become another legend of resentment spirit in this sea area. But they are witches in the end. Even though they are weak because of pregnancy, they are also the pets of crows and black cats who are accompanied by death and destruction. So the witches in the rear camp made a decision, a cruel, terrible, but reasonable decision. They sacrificed their own fetuses, taking the resentment of those who died before they were born, to use even the most vicious curse in the history of the sorceress. No one knows how the curse came into effect. The only certainty is that all the members of the hostile forces involved in the raid disappeared under the curse. And the perpetrators of the curse also die collectively at a huge cost.


    On the first day of the witch group''s rule over lost heart Bay, they held a funeral for their dead sisters. According to the tradition of witches, the dead should return to the soup pot and pass on their wisdom and strength to their compatriots. But because these witches died at the cost of launching the curse, their bodies remained pregnant. Even ordinary people who did not know magic could see the terrible resentment lingering in the dead. So the burial became their end.


    "It rained hard that day, and all the witches'' groups and other allies allied with us were present at the funeral. Even the most unruly ones wore black mourning clothes on that day as a sign of respect for the dead. All the coffins were made by the best masons in the city, and each one required six people to lift. On the one hand, it is to prevent ghouls and other things from disturbing them. On the other hand, it is also the fear of the great witch that these sisters who died with resentment will turn over the earth and come back to take revenge on her one night


    Karen''s tone gradually became serious. She looked at the dark corridor behind the child, as if she saw the distant scene. "The funeral begins in the evening, the newly reclaimed land is expropriated into a cemetery, and three wooden boats are full of gold, silver and precious stones around the coffin. In the dark, she recites the Requiem that was handed down long before we came to this land. In the dark rain, no one knows how many guests there are. It is said that even those who have left the world have returned here. Some even claim to have seen someone who should have been lying in the coffin in the crowd


    A cold wind blew through the hall, and two rows of candles flickered. The child with a knife and fork felt a chill behind him. But the story of the witch, not to the climax, "all the coffins, almost all the coffins have been placed. Only the one who was in charge of the rear camp, the one who offered to release the curse. The heavy rain calmed down as she moved her coffin. I mean, even though it''s still raining, everyone can hear other people breathing. Then, when the great witch sprinkled the first soil on the coffin, from the top of the coffin came the cry, the cry of the baby"Yes, that child is me. It could have been my mother''s Secret modification of the curse, or it could have been pure luck. Anyway, I survived. Born in a tomb, so named after Hera. This is me, the crypt daughter of the heartless sorceress. " Added the calm voice. The child''s eyes then looked at the witch, and he was surprised to find that Haila, who had been like a corpse, had changed greatly. Her shriveled cheeks bulged again, and her dry hair had a luster. But the child also found that the bunch of roses in front of her had turned black, the bright petals rotted and limp, sticky paste on the table.


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