The Return of the Mad Witch
Dark Angel

Davey Castle is again crowded due to the condition of Davey's body decreased. The entire castle is busy running to and fro to help with the handling of Davey's body. Sean was always next to Davey.

"Sean, I want to talk to you" Davey said. His tone is too low to make Sean have to be closer to Davey.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm here, what do you want to talk about?"

Sean clasped Davey's hand tightly, his breathing sounding dashed. Sean tried to brace himself so his tears wouldn't spill over Davey.

"Maybe I'll come back unconscious. Can you do something for me?"

"What should I do for you? As long as I can, I will."

Sean's two eyes glazed over, powerless as he watched Davey endure the excruciating pain of his torment. However, Davey was still trying to maintain his consciousness until he finished his talk.

"I'm leaving Klarybell to you. Please take care of my sister as long as I enter the realm of sleep. Can you promise to look after her?"

Without thinking long Sean nodded his head.

"I promised I'd look after Klarybell, I'd protect him" Sean began sobbing.

"thank you. I think this way I can more calmly leave it to you. Thank you, Sean. Please forgive my brother's past for hurting you."

Sean lowered his head deeply, Davey had tightly shut his pair of eyes. Sean felt a sadness piercing the recesses of his soul.

"Your Majesty, I have forgiven him. You no longer need to apologize to me."

***

In the late night, Valencia could not close his eyes. He stood on the balcony of his room staring at the star-studded sky and the crescent moon. There were some things that made him think hard.

"I never dreamed of that winged woman again. Who is he? He has the same name as me. But that's not important now. Too many problems are lodged in my head."

Valencia ruffled his hair, his mind tangled in disarray.

"I thought about who was behind Prince Rudolf. That person was from the Mihovil continent. Could my guess be right? That there is a traitor among my subordinates. If so, that means my death was planned."

"Benua Mihovil shut himself down after my death. I can't possibly miscalculate it, but this is a temporary guess. I have to find access to the Mihovil continent to prove it myself."

In between the calmness, a strong wind grabbed and caressed Valencia's face. The girl flinched as the wind swept her face.

"What was that just now? It's not the usual wind."

Valencia decided not to think. He turned back to go back into the room. However, when he just turned the body, Sean appeared suddenly and immediately hugged him from behind.

"Sean, what are you doing? Getaway from me. Are you gil—"

"Shut up a minute."

Valencia felt tears falling on his back. Then he realized that Sean was crying. For a moment, Valencia let him lean away from the sorrow of the thorns that struck his soul.

'Why is she crying? Is there a problem in Davey's castle? Yeah, I guess so. There must be a problem that makes him depressed.'

Five minutes later, Sean wiped away his tears. He felt very ashamed to cry in front of Valencia.

"M-Sorry, I didn't mean—"

"Sometimes a person needs tears to talk about his or her heartache. There's no need to be embarrassed because you're crying in front of me" Valencia said.

Sean was glued, Valencia just showed a face he had never seen so far. A look radiates joy, but covered with laughter and a line of smiles.

"Don't try to be the wise girl in front of me" Sean said.

Valencia patted Sean on the back.

"I'm not trying to be wise, but I'm just saying what I know. Where have you been all this time anyway? For months you've never shown your nose stuff."

Valencia did not ask the reason why Sean was crying, he tried to melt the dim atmosphere between them.

Sean shuts his own mouth.

'Damn it! Why would I tell Klarybell? My mouth!'

Valencia tilted his head, he stared fixedly at Sean.

"Davey's sick? Did ya? What's he sick of?" ask Valencia.

"No, I was wrong. He's not sick, His Holiness Davey just has a fever. But now his condition has improved" said Sean.

"Haha." The sound of Valencia laughter boomed in the room room. "Divine can be sick? It's the first time I've heard of a sick god."

"Y-Yes, b-that's how."

Without Valencia knowing, his relationship with Sean is improving. Sean began to change his views on Valencia. He has thoroughly known Valencia's past, now lives to repair his once-deteriorating relationship and filled with deep hatred.

***

At the same time at the Frintz residence, the man had a strange and terrible dream in his sleep. Frintz's entire body released sweat droplets from the crack of his skin.

Deep in the subconscious, an unfamiliar sight was teasing him. He awoke between the fiery red sky. A black alien passed by in front of Frintz. For a moment Frintz calmed down, hoping to get out of the dream. But he was getting trapped in it.

"Where am I? This place is dominated by the stinging smell of blood."

When Frintz was looking for his whereabouts, he caught a crowd from afar. All of the strangely shaped black creatures gathered in a magnificent castle and were clad in alien forces.

"Where did they go? I have to follow him."

Frintz went deeper and deeper, finally arriving at the throne room. As Frintz stood, his gaze did not escape the blood-soaked throne. There are many human skulls around the throne.

"Who is that woman? Why is he there?"

What was even more surprising to Frintz was that he found a black-winged woman sitting on a throne. Her long light blue hair was beautifully scattered under the red moonlight. Both of the woman's pink eyes were as if bewitching Frintz's body.

"Our honor to the angel of darkness, we offer our souls and bodies to you, O Queen of the creation of the black world."

The whole room prostrated itself before the woman, as Frintz's body prostrated itself among the crowd.

"How are you, my loyal followers? It's been a long time since we've seen each other face to face."

Frintz's body incessantly felt an unusual tremor. His whole body shuddered at the voice of the woman.

"Our news is good, Your Majesty."

Frintz raised his head, there was a strange radiance of power he felt.

'Who are the seven men? Their heads are horned.'

Seven men approached the woman on the throne. They welcome the woman they consider to be the Queen.

"Good God, the seven Demon Lords. You have the perfect human form. You're getting more beautiful to look at. However, do not let because of this form you forget the most important mission that is to destroy mankind" the woman pressed.

Frintz was surprised instead of playing, unexpectedly they were the seven Demon Lords he had read about in the world history books.

'Demon king? In that case, could it be that this dream had something to do with the memories of the Demon King? That makes sense. However now their power is in me, Frintz.

Frintz refocused his focus on what lay before him.

"Of course we remember that mission, O angel of darkness."

"It's impossible for us to forget it because it was an order from our Queen, Her Majesty Klarybell."

Frintz's heartbeat raced fast, a familiar name emerging from it.

'What did they say? Klarybell? That woman is Klarybell?'