She Is Not a Witch Chapter 119: Sword Wing Angel Mesia, unfold!

Ebel, a witch born at the beginning of the third era. After the disintegration of the Mercury Dynasty, the world entered an era of hundreds of countries, and Ibel was born in a small country.

When she was young, she was just an ordinary girl who lived with her father in a small town. When she was an adult, she was attracted by the son of a local bully because of her beauty. Like the plots in many stories, in order to protect his children, the girl's father died unexpectedly, and the young Ibel fled into the mountains.

Perhaps this intense stimulation began to awaken her, and soon the girl discovered her special talent. She could easily communicate with wild beasts and monsters in the mountains, even without words or sounds. And even the most dangerous Warcraft will not take the initiative to harm her.

This made her see the hope of revenge, and as she gradually became an adult, she finally controlled a large number of powerful monsters. After that, she returned to the crowd, looking for her former enemy, and soon with the help of monsters and wild beasts, she learned the whereabouts of that person.

But unexpectedly, the son of the former bully has changed his temperament after many years and has become a hero who attracts attention. He helped the weak, repelled the monsters, protected the villagers, became the guardian of this small country, and even made a marriage contract with the princess.

Facing the witch's revenge, he stood up bravely, hoping not to implicate others.

Despite fighting best and even having friends come to help, the hero is defeated by the witch.

————Thousands of years ago————

On a land full of devastation and ruins, there are corpses of monsters and soldiers everywhere, many of which are still emitting white smoke and smelling burnt. Being held down by the heavy feet of a giant elephant, it was crumbling.

"I beg you, let my family members go, and don't involve any more people." His face was pale, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be dying soon.

"Family? You have family too." The black-haired witch sat on the back of a tall black dragon, overlooking her former enemy.

"Why should I promise you, everything today is the cause of the past. When my father died of injury and hunger in that winter, who ever pleaded for us?"

"It's a pity that I survived, and I'm so sorry for staining your flawless hero..." The witch Ibelle replied indifferently.

"Go away, you bad woman!" A childish voice came from the corner behind the city wall, and then a child in calico broke free from the adult's obstruction and stood in front of the hero.

"Uncle has done a lot of things to protect everyone, and he has been living very hard. You are not allowed to hurt him." He shouted tremblingly, as if to cheer himself up.

"You are a bad person, you only do things according to your own likes and dislikes, and you don't consider everyone at all." He became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Why do people who do good things have to be killed, but you, a witch who treats everyone badly, can survive."

"I..." Ibel looked at the child, the fingers under the cuff gradually tightened, but there was sadness at the same time of anger. She actually saw a bit of her past self in this child.

Seeing that the witch was speechless by being scolded by him, the child was a little excited and happy while being afraid.

"Why can't you forgive uncle, so that everyone can live a better life."

The witch remained silent, and the scene fell silent. For a while, the people who were hiding and watching the battle also had some hope.

"Hehe......" Looking at this child, Yi Beier suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, and there were still tears when she laughed.

"So, am I wrong?"

"Yes, you are wrong."

Hearing this harsh accusation, the witch scanned the remaining people around her, seeing their cautious and hopeful eyes, a feeling of nausea came to her heart.

It's ridiculous, do you need to admit whether I am right or wrong? Or, is this the justice you speak of?

The pleasure of about to kill the enemy disappeared, and a different kind of nausea and irritability came to my heart, but unfortunately the child opposite didn't see this, he continued.

"So, you have to learn to be caring, so that you can get happiness." He said what he heard in class.

"Shut up." Under the deep voice, a beast claw tore off, leaving a bloodstain, and executed the hero who squatted on the ground.

The blood splashed before the child's eyes made his eyes dull and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Actually, I was going to let him go. But I'm glad that your words made me stop this thought." The witch's cold voice sounded in the child's ear.

"I hate this hypocritical 'justice' where you just yell at me from your own perspective and never really ask me what I've suffered in the past and how I've spent these years."

"It looks pure and kind, but it's just selfish hypocrisy."

"I hate children the most. They are self-righteous, look at others in black and white, explain others with poor knowledge and insights, and feel good about themselves." The witch said as she slowly descended from the sky.

"Pa——"

A crisp slap sounded, and the child in front of him immediately covered his face and backed away in panic.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, because seeing you live and suffering will make me more happy."

Accompanied by the howling of giant dragons and monsters, the witch finally left the country, and the originally stable small country also declined as a result, was gradually annexed, and disappeared in time.

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"In my life, what I hate the most are those guys who put on a harmless face and use their own weakness and kindness to lure others and get benefits and preferential treatment."

"Unfortunately, Lorraine Hill, you just have the above points."

"Why, you change if you want to change?"

"Why, everyone wants to accommodate your ideas?"

"Why, we want to fulfill your dream?"

"It's ridiculous. Is it because you are young, a witch who was born like a baby? Still have pure and beautiful fantasies?"

Iber looked down at the girl below, the bright blue in her eyes was like substance, exuding more and more intense brilliance, and with her anger, the magic power on her body extended like a colorless flame, spreading to the surrounding monsters diffusion.

The dull and low roar sounded like the roar of an engine, and it sounded in all directions. The pupils of these monsters gradually became bloodshot, white gas was exhaled from their mouths and noses, and they stared at this slender figure.

"Is that so?" The girl replied softly, and slowly raised her head to look at the beast shadow covering the night sky. The witch with black hair and blue skirt was so flamboyant and powerful.

"I have no intention of opposing your words ~IndoMTL.com~ because language is so weak and powerless."

"So, let me answer with strength and determination."

She untied her hair belt in the gradually blowing night wind, and the strands of hair fluttered in the wind, changing from golden to flowing silver.

"呵..." A bright silver iron long sword was slowly pulled out from its sheath.

Steel Stowett, activate—

Holy armed, blessed——

Extraordinary advancement, start——

The silver flowing armor emerged from itself, covering and then solidifying the girl's figure. Long swords stretched out from behind like wings, and the sword wings had extraordinary lines like circuits. Leading to the distant and unknown void, the bright magic power keeps gliding across the wings, reflecting the magnificent metallic color.

Sequence of War 7 Sword Winged Angel Mesia, unfold!