Otaku Witch-Chapter 1449 - 792: Free Will

"Sister, you really came."

Artie looked at the Female Knight who had come alone, her expression slightly complicated.

She was an orphan, raised by her sister since childhood. She was truly grateful for her sister’s nurturing, but at the same time, that sister’s domineering and harsh control was hard to bear.

She could tell that this sister cared deeply for her, perhaps even loved her, but this love was just too heavy, so heavy that sometimes she felt she couldn’t breathe.

Sometimes, she felt as if what her sister wanted to care for wasn’t really her. It was simply a desire to guard something, and she was just the object chosen for that guardianship.

She seemed to be her sister’s younger sister, the heiress to the famous Knight King, but in reality, she was just a caged canary.

Or rather, a Princess guarded by the Great Dragon.

The Great Dragon didn’t like the Princess; it simply enjoyed having something to guard, so it caught a Princess and locked her in its Dragon’s nest to have something to protect.

In fact, it wasn’t just herself; the entire Kingdom was the same.

The mighty Great Dragon lowered its Wings, creating a Utopia on this chaotic land, a beautiful ideal kingdom. However, the foundation of it all was the obsession of the Knight King, who was the Incarnation of the Evil Dragon.

Everyone praised this perfect king, yet everyone also feared this perfect king.

After all, not everyone could be as flawless as the king. The king wanted to create a Pure Land without Darkness, but humans naturally carried the seeds of corruption. Wherever there are people, Darkness will always breed.

And she was such a child of Darkness.

"Artie, are you alright? Come back with me."

The tall and dignified Female Knight also saw Artie, and her eyes lit up as she quickly walked over to grab her hand.

However, Artie stood still.

The caged bird, once it has flown out, can never return.

And in the cave, the robbers, hearing the commotion, rushed out, surrounding the two sisters.

In response, Emora immediately shielded her younger sister, vigilantly watching the surrounding robbers.

"Who’s your leader? I’ve brought the ransom; I’m taking my sister back now."

She untied the treasure-filled bag from her waist, raised it high, her authoritative gaze fearless as she looked around at the robbers, then asked.

Yet none of the thirty-nine robbers spoke. They simply watched the Female Knight, or rather, the girl behind her.

At this moment, most of the robbers were in a good mood. It seemed the legendary Knight King really didn’t understand people’s hearts. Asking who their leader was? The leader was naturally your dear sister.

The drama of sisters turning against each other was always intriguing, and the robbers were eagerly anticipating their leader’s upcoming performance.

In response, the dignified Female Knight seemed a bit puzzled. She couldn’t understand why none of the robbers spoke until a sharp pain came from her waist.

Emora looked down and saw the spreading crimson at her waist.

A sharp dagger had pierced through her waist and abdomen from behind.

Well, that definitely cost a kidney.

And the dagger was held by a hand. Emora followed the hand with her eyes until she saw her sister’s familiar face.

Only, the once innocent and lovely sister now was expressionless. In those dark eyes, although there was a struggle, they ultimately turned cold.

The Female Knight’s gaze lost its authority, but she was not saddened, only a little confused, seemingly not understanding her sister’s betrayal.

"My dear sister, you really don’t understand the human heart."

Artie released the dagger in her hand, watching as her sister slowly fell powerless to the ground. She felt a bit of discomfort in her heart, but her face remained cold.

This stab was meant for the heart, but in the end, she chose the waist instead.

Because of that dream-like experience, she couldn’t help but soften a bit. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Yet, looking at her sister’s confused eyes, an indescribable anger and sadness surged in Artie’s heart.

And severely injured, Emora looked at this now unfamiliar sister, still puzzled.

She couldn’t comprehend why her sister, whom she had always loved, would betray her. She absolutely couldn’t understand Artie’s motive for doing this.

"Is it that I’m not good enough to you? You can say it, and I’ll change."

Emora spoke, saying this.

Even now, she didn’t seem to blame her sister.

Her words caught Artie off guard, and the girl laughed, covering her face, as if she had heard the funniest joke.

"Hahaha..."

She laughed for a long time, with tears coming out, gasping for air.

And under the increasingly puzzled gaze of the Female Knight, she stopped laughing, leaned back, and there was already a soft chair brought by the robbers for her.

Artie reached up and swept back her long bangs, turning her otherwise deceptive, obedient-girl face into something a bit more wild and sinister. The Princess, known for her ladylike elegance in the Kingdom, now appeared like a rogue with no manners. She crossed her legs, supporting herself on the chair and cradling her cheek, looking unruly and free-spirited.