Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 293: A Mother’s Redemption (V)

[Warning: Violence. Disturbing content.]

Madam Harsetti was satisfied with Aria’s answer, "I shall grant you what you wish for, little witch. Give me a good result, make her feel as much despair as you felt. This is the true way of the dark witch, Aria."

Aria nodded with full determination. She had nothing to care about anymore.

"Now close your eyes, and I will make sure you will get all your body parts back," Madam Harsetti said.

Aria did as she was told, and the Madam tapped her cane to the floor. Aria felt something creeping from her legs, but she didn’t dare to open her eyes as she didn’t want to piss off Madam Harsetti.

Little did she know, her body was getting wrapped very slowly by a big snake, and she was swallowed by the said snake until there was nothing left in her.

Madam Harsetti chuckled, "Finally, I will have my chance to start another holy war after hundreds of years. This feels nostalgic, don’t you think, Goddess Asmara?"

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Anastasia continued searching for the wild mutts when she suddenly felt the head she was holding started shaking. She looked down and saw that Aria’s eyes were wide open, staring at her dead in the eyes while grinning.

"What are you searching for in this forest, Mom?"

"AHHHH!" Anastasia threw the head out of shock. She took a step back, staring at the head in horror as it slowly floated and turned around to face her.

Aria smiled grimly and muttered, "How cruel. You poisoned your daughter, stabbed her many times, and then butchered her into six pieces. I’ve never seen a mother as cruel as you before, and frankly... that makes me sad, Mom."

The head started flying towards her, and Anastasia was so scared that she kept taking steps back until she tripped on her own feet. She began crawling her way to escape Aria and yelled, "Go away! Get away from me, you witch!"

The sight of her mother trying to run away from her amused Aria. She grinned, but for some reason, she didn’t find joy in bullying her mother like this.

In fact, she didn’t think she’d find joy after murdering her later.

She just felt empty.

’I shouldn’t think too much about it. This is the last thing to do before I become the ultimate witch. Sacrificing this old hag to gain absurd power is a very advantageous trade,’ Aria thought as her floating head continued following her mother, who kept crawling on the ground like a bug.

Aria used her witchcraft and made a tree fall, crushing the lower half of Anastasia’s body.

"AHHH!" Anastasia screamed when she felt a sharp pain in her hip before she gradually couldn’t feel her lower half anymore. She writhed in pain, and she knew that her end was near, as she doubted that her daughter would spare her.

"Why did you have to kill me, Mom? Is it because I am a witch?" Aria asked before she killed her.

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"Answer me!" Aria yelled.

Anastasia gritted her teeth and gathered her remaining strength to shout at her, "BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT SWAN!"

Aria’s eyes widened, "W-what are you saying? Of course, I am not Swan, I’m not a cripple!"

"You’re not Swan, because you are not graced by the Goddess of the Sun. I hate you because you’ve become such a failure, and I hate you because you cannot bring me to heaven! I don’t want to rot in hell with you! I want forgiveness from the Goddess and Swan, then go to heaven!" Anastasia blurted everything she had been holding all this time. She was about to die anyway, so she might as well let her daughter know how much of a disappointment she was to her. "You... You are a monster. You ruined my life. I hate you, Aria."

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Aria was still a floating head at this moment, so she closed her eyes and slowly summoned all of her body parts. Slowly but surely, Aria’s body rejoined as if she never had any wound in the first place. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Crack! Crack!

Her neck cracked a few times to find the right position for her head. After her head was completely reattached, she looked down at her mother who was already on the brink of death.

Aria crouched in front of her mother and poked her mother’s head.

"You should know that I have been raised this way by you. In a sense, you are far more terrible than me, Anastasia," Aria said.

She stared at her mother who was looking at her emptily, her gaze unfocused.

"You... filthy... witch..."

Aria smiled, and flicked her mother’s head, making it explode instantly until her brains were scattered all over her dress.

Aria kept staring at her mother’s headless corpse, and for some reason, there was no satisfaction after killing her.

No joy, nothing.

Aria felt so empty, angry, and sad.

Her eyes were welling with tears, but she quickly wiped them off before they fell.

’No, this is all my decision. I am the one who wants to become a witch. I have no regrets!’ Aria told herself.

Yet, she couldn’t move from her current position. She sat next to her mother’s corpse, unsure of what to do next.

Aria stared at the clear spring sky and murmured, "Not Swan, huh? I wonder too..."

"Why am I not Swan? Why can’t I be Swan?"

"Because you are destined to be the great witch, Aria."

Aria turned her head and saw none other than Madam Harsetti standing under a tree not far from her. She frowned, and asked carefully, "Madam Harsetti?"

"In the flesh. Alas, I can finally manifest into this earth after I’ve found the most terrible person on earth in this era," Harsetti smiled meaningfully at Aria and pointed at her, "You are the most terrible in this world, Aria. You deserve to borrow my power and rule this earth."

Aria would have been over the moon before, but she felt nothing right now.

All she could think of was, "Can your power turn me into a cripple that’s loved by everyone?