Chapter 30: You are dead, Hazel

Rebecca, one of the elders, stared at Stephen in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Stephen didn’t answer immediately. He raised his hand in the air and whispered something, not long several black smoke balls toward the place where Caius and his people had been standing.

The black smoke spread everywhere. But when it disappeared...

There was no one at the front of the gate, and the guards were dead, with blood dripping from their throats!!

Everyone froze. "What just happened...?" One of them asked.

Stephen’s eyes became cold. It’s an illusion."

Rebecca’s face changed."An illusion? What type of illusion was that?"

"Royal Light witch trick! It already happened several minutes ago." Stephen immediately turned around.

"Inside!"

He rushed into the headquarters, and the others quickly followed. The moment they entered the main hall, everyone stopped.

Stephen’s face became ugly.

Caius was sitting comfortably on the Witch Queen’s throne.

One leg was crossed over the other. His long white hair fell over his shoulders, and his black royal gown made him look even more powerful.

He looked relaxed. Five of his executives stood on each side of him.

Azula stood with her sword behind her. Rita stood beside Alexander with a small smile on her face.

And on the floor...

The Witch Queen, Susan, was sitting with her head lowered. But that wasn’t what annoyed the witches the most.

The throne had been moved. It was no longer at the back of the hall. It had been placed right in the centre.

Caius had practically made himself the king of their headquarters. A witch maid even stood beside him, pouring wine into a glass.

Caius calmly took the glass. He didn’t even look at the elders.

Stephen stepped forward. He stood a few steps away from the throne. "What is going on here, King Caius?"

Caius took a slow sip of his wine and looked at him in amusement.

"Your race offended our race. We are here to strip you of your rights."

Stephen frowned hard. "I didn’t ask you, Ethan." He turned his eyes back to Caius, who was now holding a glass cup. A nervous witch maid carefully poured dark wine into it.

Ethan smirked and took one step forward.

"But I’m the one who will be answering you. What are you going to do about it?"

Stephen’s gaze fell on the red ring on Ethan’s finger. He let out a quiet sigh. That ring was the reason Ethan was the second most powerful werewolf. With it on, almost no witchcraft could affect him. Stephen raised his chin.

"Don’t think I can’t do anything to you, Ethan..."

His words stopped suddenly. His eyes went wide. Ethan’s hand was covered in blood. In his palm, a red, beating heart floated and danced lightly in the air.

The other witches gasped. Some covered their mouths. A few stepped back in pure fear. Ethan had pushed his own hand into his chest and pulled out his heart with impossible speed.

Alexander sighed loudly.

"Oops. We are actually here to negotiate."

Stephen’s legs gave out. He fell to his knees and then collapsed onto the floor. Blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

"You... you won’t be able to defeat the demons..." he whispered weakly. "They are close to getting what they want... You will fall, Caius..."

Caius looked down at him and sighed.

"Touch him," he said. "And let us see what you can see."

Everyone in the hall looked at one another in confusion. Who was he talking to?

Caius’s eyes slowly became colder. "Where is Hazel?"

Janet’s heart jumped. She quickly stepped forward. "I... I thought she followed us too." Her voice became nervous.

She couldn’t believe Hazel wouldn’t follow them despite her warning! She personally sent Hazel a message about the journey.

She had even prepared a black cape for her. She was certain Hazel had followed them out of the palace.

Alexander looked confused too. "She’s right." He looked around and frowned"I saw Hazel coming out with us."

Caius’s fingers tightened around the arm of the throne.

That tiny little girl intentionally provoked him!

Again!!!

She had somehow managed to sneak away without their knowing. Rita suddenly covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.

Janet looked at her; she shook her head."This isn’t funny." She glanced at the angry Caius.

Rita shrugged. "It kind of is."

Caius slowly stood. His silver eyes turned. The temperature in the room seemed to drop.

"Find her," he gritted his teeth. He’s trying his best not to waste energy on that tiny creature. But she’s not helping at all.

Everyone immediately became nervous, and they bowed.

Meanwhile...

In the palace. Hazel had absolutely no idea what was happening. She was sitting comfortably in a beautiful room.

There were plates of food in front of her, Like, Fried chicken. Roasted meat. Fresh fruits, desserts and so on. Everything looked delicious.

Hazel’s eyes sparkled. She rubbed her hands together and giggled happily. She grabbed a huge piece of fried chicken. "Mmm!"

She took a bite and shook her head"This is so good!" She couldn’t believe she had actually managed to provoke the mighty Caius and still survive.

For once, she wasn’t thinking about the terrifying king. She wasn’t thinking about witches and the secret chambers.

" Why is my mind keeping going there?!" she groaned and decided to put the thought aside. Hazel stood up and started dancing while holding the chicken.

"I escaped!" She laughed. "I actually escaped from Caius!"

She took another bite. "This is the best day of my life!"

Her phone suddenly beeped.

Hazel stopped dancing. She looked at the screen and let out a deep sigh.

A message from Janet. She opened it. Only three words appeared.

" You are dead, Hazel."

Hazel stared at the message for a while. Her smile slowly disappeared.

She looked at the chicken in her hand. "What?"

She swallowed. "Why do I feel like something terrible just happened?"