Hate me, Miss Witch!-Chapter 32 - 29 To Defeat Magic with Magic

Watching Shiayar’s figure gradually disappearing within the light screen, step by step.

In that instant, everyone’s hearts were filled with the hope that Shiayar might suddenly pull out some trump card at the last moment and achieve a thoroughly stunning turnaround.

Although it seemed utterly fantastical for one person to confront the dozens of arsonists present, including a 3-Ring... this thought was indeed what everyone was hoping for in their hearts.

Yet, nothing of the sort happened.

The solitary figure within the light screen simply walked step by step to the side of the pitch-black altar.

As he approached, the pitch-black altar seemed to be suddenly stimulated.

Black flames, deeper and more intense than any reaction provoked by earlier attacks, erupted forth.

The dark flames surged explosively around Shiayar, revealing a hungry desire. It was as if, to the black flames, Shiayar was some exceedingly rare and delectable delicacy.

Threads of black flame licked at Shiayar’s body, scorching his skin.

Previously, the elite members of the student council had fallen into comas merely from brushing against these black flames. However, Shiayar, in a far more dangerous position than those members, maintained a calm expression.

He did not bother with the black flames, simply walking step by step.

Soon, the thin figure disappeared into the interior of the altar enveloped in pitch-black flames.

In an instant, the black flames surged violently, burning fiercely. It blocked not only the Eye Demon’s probes but also the arsonists’ view.

"Will Shiayar... die?" someone from among the students couldn’t help but speak up.

No one answered the question.

Everyone just silently watched everything within the light screen. But within the screen, aside from the crown of pitch-black flames, there was nothing else to be seen.

Faintly, the sound of a girl’s sobbing could be heard among the crowd.

After a moment’s silence, a grave voice spoke.

"You have fought the good fight..."

"You have finished the race..."

"You have kept the faith..."

A professor, who was likely a follower of the Holy See, pulled out a pure silver scale from within his robes. It was the symbol of the goddess of justice and judgment within the Dawn Church.

He bowed his head slightly, holding the silver scale, and made the sign of the cross over his chest.

"Shiayar Egutt."

"From now on, a crown of righteousness is reserved for you..."

The events within the fire naturally did not escape the notice of the three 4-Ring Masters engaged in battle from afar.

"Haha! Zieg, Karn... I really must thank you two."

His Magma Giant steed had been forced into retreat. More than half of the volcanic rock on its shoulder and head was shattered, and Colonel Zieg’s Earth Battle Bear had even torn off its left arm. Yet, seeing Shiayar walk unresistingly into the black-flamed altar, a delighted smile still surfaced on the Ashes Cult leader’s dark face.

Completing this fire ritual would be worth it, even if the entire Ashes Cult delegation sent to the Fresta Empire Capital perished.

On the other side, Professor Karn and Colonel Zieg, despite having the absolute upper hand, showed no jubilation on their grave faces about their impending victory.

"Righteous, brave, fearless..."

"It was a true pity for such talent to fall here before having the chance to mature."

"Given time, he might have reached the rank of a Titled or even a Legendary... becoming a pillar of the Empire’s future."

Beside the khaki-colored Earth Battle Bear Sovereign, Colonel Zieg’s expression was also solemn.

From one perspective, sacrificing one person for the safety of hundreds of academy students was an undeniable act of merit. When he reported this incident to the Military Department, he might even receive commendations.

But—if viewed from the overall perspective of the Empire, hundreds of mediocre individuals were incomparable to one with the potential to become a Legendary.

Legendary Beastmaster—that represented the ceiling of the entire Western Continent. It was precisely because Legendary figures were so rare that every one of them on the Western Continent was the focus of all forces. Even their slightest expression of intent could cause turmoil across the entire continent. Any force, no matter how small, could be elevated to the top echelons of the Western Continent merely by producing one Legendary figure. This was also why the Dawn Church, the Fresta Empire, the White Chalk Tower, and the Dark Shadow Council held such transcendent status. These extraordinary organizations had always been home to Legendary figures; indeed, the Dawn Church and the Empire often had more than one.

"Yes, Shiayar’s talent as a Beastmaster is indeed unparalleled in my many years of teaching." Professor Karn’s gaze also flashed with undeniable regret. Unlike other teachers and students, he was quite familiar with Shiayar. When Shiayar was a freshman, he had often sought Professor Karn’s advice, apparently wanting to use alchemy to create some kind of explosive talismans. This had left a deep impression on the professor.

"Shiayar?" Colonel Zieg paused upon hearing the name. "Is his name Shiayar Egutt?"

"Yes, Shiayar Egutt, what about it?" Professor Karn nodded and looked at him with some confusion.

"It’s nothing." Colonel Zieg seemed to have remembered something, a flicker of realization crossing his eyes. Shiayar Egutt... I see, no wonder the prince’s backup plan never activated.

His gaze returned to the battlefield before him. Perhaps some surprises still await us...

Why do I feel like someone is cursing me to die?

And judging by the frequency, it seems more than just one or two.

Shiayar sneezed, his face looking a little unwell.

He was in the depths of the pitch-black altar, the scorching black flames beside him growing ever more fierce. Shiayar’s soul strength was naturally incomparable to those of the student council, yet even so, he felt a burning sensation that seemed to reach deep into his soul. If this continued, it wouldn’t be long before his soul, along with his body, burned to ashes, truly becoming the sacrifice those arsonists spoke of.

What a joke. I’ve even seen an Evil God in a true state of seal; would I fear a disturbance caused by a section of a forefinger bone?

Shiayar sneered and took out a mithril box from his Spatial Pocket. It was the Twilight Contaminant he had intercepted earlier in Resa City.

Originally, the contaminant had completely exhausted its essence and spirituality after triggering the Echo of History of the Ancient Dukedom Azure Garden. However, when calming the berserk Silvia with Illusion Techniques during the Echo of History, he also took the opportunity to replenish the contaminant’s essence and spirituality from the same source and resealed it within the mithril box.

As expected, the moment the mithril box was opened, the black flames, which were greedily licking at Shiayar, wanting to incinerate both his body and soul, suddenly paused. Then, like a beast whose territory had been invaded, they abandoned Shiayar completely, surging towards the stone sculpture within the mithril box.

SIZZLE—

Halos of dull yellow and pitch-black light collided and eroded each other, emitting a scorching sound. Of course, compared to the black flames dominating their home ground, the yellowish halo was clearly much smaller in volume. It was quickly dwindling and would be completely swallowed in a few seconds.

But this also bought Shiayar a few seconds of time.

As expected, magic has to be defeated by magic.

The towering black flames, along with the pain of soul burning, vanished without a trace. At the same time, Shiayar also saw, in the deepest part of the altar, a huge bone joint. It was withered and emaciated, bearing no resemblance to a human’s.

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[Left Finger Bone of the Ashes King]

[Category: Contaminant | Extraordinary Material]

[Order: 6th Order]

[Attributes: Fire | Darkness | Curse]

[Description: No blood, No bone, No ash]

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