Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 829 - 155: The Witch of Winter

No matter how the Other Shore's attitude was just now, the moment she revealed the identity of the Lindong Witch, she successfully stunned the other three present.

All along, Ilya's vigilance towards Ethan and Lindong stemmed from her position; after leaving the Simpler Clan, she used every channel at her disposal, even sending people to Gear City, but the only answer she received was that these two seem to have appeared out of thin air, with no information related to them found.

And now, the Other Shore directly mentioned the name of that white-haired woman.

"Lindong Witch… What is her background?"

Ilya blurted out.

Everyone's expressions were grave, and the man in the black cloak added, "What do you mean by 'the danger is extreme'? Could she threaten the Princess's safety?"

The Eldest Prince's concern for his sister was just a casual remark, if the Third Princess became an obstacle on his path to the throne, he would ruthlessly remove his sister, thus the information provided by the Other Shore became somewhat delicate.

As per the current momentum, if the Third Princess died at the hands of the Witch, it would actually be advantageous for the Prince, sparing him the stigma of fratricide, and allowing him to mobilize the Imperial Army under the guise of eliminating the Witch.

"On our side, she was once one of the most vicious wanted criminals."

As the Knight Commander of the Empire, the Other Shore recounted Lindong's glorious deeds with confidence; she herself was a witness to the war of downfall years ago, but unfortunately, she was sent elsewhere by Pope Julius during the decisive battle in the Imperial Capital, thus missing the confrontation with Lindong.

Upon further thought, Julius intended to use Lindong to severely wound Henry VI without letting her intervene.

"The Witch… so, she is actually a subordinate of the Demon King."

The Eldest Prince suddenly spoke.

The response he received was silence, and an expression from the Other Shore that looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Don't compare your Demon King with her, the danger posed by the Demon King isn't even one ten-thousandth of that posed by the Lindong Witch."

This was the conclusion drawn from days of interaction between the Other Shore and Meiliya; generally speaking, this Demon King posed no real danger, leaving the Other Shore to suspect that the minds of the people of the Silver Radiance Empire might have gone awry to be so terrified of Meiliya; in her view, if you just leave Meiliya alone, she wouldn't create any danger.

The real danger lies with certain noblemen of the Empire who issue commands.

The Other Shore clearly remembers the scene from her first day here.

A command to level down by the Golden Fleet, something even Julius never did.

"We only have the bond of a single meal; if you don't want to disappear without a trace, don't provoke her."

The Other Shore continued enjoying her meal comfortably; if these three were smart enough, her words just now had saved their lives.

On the other hand, she thought this so-called best restaurant in the Imperial Capital was just average.

The flavors were a pile-up of rare ingredients, style over substance, aptly reflecting the obsequious atmosphere of the Silver Radiance Empire.

"Miss Red Hair, I want to know more about the Lindong Witch; name your price."

Ilya asked again.

"It's no longer necessary."

The Other Shore shook her head nonchalantly, "There's nothing here that interests me anymore, and haven't you heard the saying? Sometimes the less you know the better, that Witch isn't someone you can deal with through a few operational meetings."

The high-end dining experience was achieved, indicating she wouldn't need a lot of money anymore, nor would she need to go to the Underground Gladiatorial Arena again.

"What is her crime!"

Ilya was still relentless.

Murder and arson?

Manipulation of nobility?

Or perhaps the destruction of a village?

It was hard for her to imagine what kind of dangerous figure would become an enemy of a nation; in the history of the Silver Radiance Empire, the only ones fitting this standard were the Demon Kings throughout the ages, but in actuality, they all knew they were products of ancient magic and a diversion tactic by the Empire to shift blame and hatred.

"She once destroyed an epoch."

The Other Shore stated the view held by one faction among the current imperial historians; although the Henry Royal Family still exists, the emergence of the new cabinet had greatly altered the power structure within the Imperial Capital, the royal family no longer solely held power, mostly bearing a symbolic spiritual role, while actual legislative, executive, and adjudicative duties were carried out by the new cabinet.

Because of this, they believed that from a power perspective, the Sixth Epoch had already ended, and people had quietly transitioned into the peaceful development, respecting economic trade and diplomacy of the Seventh Epoch.

The difference is that this century's end no longer concludes with disaster and war.

The meal concluded in suffocating silence; only the Other Shore truly enjoyed the dinner, while the other three had their own thoughts.

Destroyed an epoch.

Such an evaluation resonated deep within them, unlike any trouble they had faced before, it touched upon an entirely unknown domain.

"Prince."

Under the night, within a grand sleeping chamber, the man in the black cloak entered the palace belonging solely to the Eldest Prince once again; tonight, no beauties accompanied him, the palace no longer filled with licentiousness; the Prince sat alone at his desk, lost in thought.