“Yeah. That's right, level of trust. After so long, how much do you trust her?" "I’m not sure specifically, but I’m certain it's quite a bit! The witch has always inspired trust among the masses!”Her answer left a bitter taste in Fred's mouth as it meant these people were easily influenced.His forehead creased, and when Marciella noticed his expression, she thought it was strange.“Mr. Fred, is there something wrong?”“I can’t say how difficult this is going to be, but I still have to think about how to deal with this…"Fred knew recklessness would not cut it in this situation. Chasing away the witch might not be useful in this case.Even in the Ancient Martial Realm, one had to use their brain when dealing with something like this. Not only that, this situation required him to think through his methods. Now that it was clear that this witch was put on a high pedestal by the villagers, there was a need to reveal her true colors. Once that was done, no one would believe thi
One might think Marciella's idea was childish, but Fred noted the seriousness in her voice when she said it. She was not joking. Fred could not help but say, "If I really encounter that dog of a River God, of course, I'll defeat him! I won't give him another chance to be a monster. You can rest assured about this." Marciella was so happy to hear Fred's guarantee that she immediately blurted, “I knew you could do it, Fred.”Fred coughed. “I didn't say that. I just said I'll try. I can't guarantee if I'll succeed.” “You'll be fine,” Marciella replied as if she was absolutely certain.Fred found the situation strange, but seeing her confidence in him, he could not find it in his heart to refuse. When they first met, Fred did not feel much about Marciella. They had just met each other, so he did not feel anything special. After a long period of contact, however, he was starting to think that she was actually a very outstanding woman! At the end of the day, Fred was a man.
“Leave the village? Why?” “There isn't much of our witchcraft left we can use. The village is almost depleted of their children and money. The drought will arrive eventually, and when it happens, many will die. This is what I wanted to remind you about.” Fred looked at the cloaked man and surmised that he was no simple person. Judging from this appearance, he was someone full of savage explosiveness. More importantly, he had potent explosive power hidden in his body!What was going on? Also, seeing how these two were speaking to one another so secretly, they were definitely in cahoots! Considering their secretive behavior, could this man also be a witch like the woman?Also, based on their conversation about the weather just now, it meant that they had some method of controlling the weather or blocking it. Although Fred could not be certain about this, he knew that these two people were behind the village's plight.It looked like things were not going to be a walk in the park.
It was not just that. With the way he ordered those two witches around, it was like he was pulling the strings behind their every move!He even claimed that whatever he said would happen, would happen...Did that mean the rain he conjured up was just a temporary fix, and the dreaded drought was still on its way?This was bad news! Fred knew all too well that if they could not avoid this weather disaster, a lot of people were going to perish. For the villagers, this was literally a life-or-death situation!Their only hope was if the village's rich guy suddenly grew a conscience and decided to step in. Fred knew the odds of that happening were next to zero—it was highly unlikely.So, how could he make the villagers see that the witch's actions were all kinds of wrong?It was a tough nut to crack!Fred racked his brain over the problem.If he just charged in without a plan, that bunch would not give him the time of day!No, that would not work.After giving it some serious thoug
"Heh, I caught on to you a while back, you know. You've been tailing me, and I'm pretty sure you're here for me. Plus, you don't have the look of someone from our village. That means you are an outsider, and I'm your target, right? Listen, man, we don't have any beef with each other, so why are you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?"The witch had sensed the raw power rolling off Fred, and it was enough to send shivers down her spine!At that moment, she knew that challenging Fred was not going to be a walk in the park! If she had spotted him earlier in the forest, it would not have been good news for her. For starters, she had no clue how many tricks Fred had up his sleeve, and if he took her down, she and her buddy would be toast.However, the witch was not about to let Fred take her out without a fight! She racked her brain and finally settled on one strategy!She would try to sweet-talk him, hoping Fred would fall for her words just like everyone else, and fall into he
"No way!"The witch bristled with defiance. She could not accept that she was no match for Fred.As she noticed Fred's focus was locked on her, a sly idea popped up in her mind.Before she could act on it, though, she found herself pinned against the wall by Fred in a flash...Her face contorted in disbelief. She was pinned so tightly that she could not even move!The witch was completely overpowered, her heart racing with panic.How could he be so much stronger than her?Fred, on the other hand, seemed unfazed."What's going through your head? You don't seriously think you can take me on, do you?" Fred asked, his voice laced with skepticism.The witch felt utterly trapped, as if at any second, Fred might just finish her off."Look, I messed up, okay? Can we not do this? I'm old, just a pile of brittle bones—I can't take this kind of rough treatment!" the witch pleaded with Fred, trying a new tactic to get through to him.Fred was not falling for it. He looked at her with a
"What?"Fred did not even have time to blink before the witch suddenly made a move.It was like a bomb went off.Kaboom!Then, she was dead!Fred dusted off his hands, even surprising himself with his lack of tolerance for the witch.Now, though, he had a real headache. He had planned to clear the air with the witch and lay out the past so everyone would know the full picture.He thought that might just turn things around.The situation changed when she vanished, and Fred's plans were completely derailed. Then again, changing the villagers' minds was not going to be a walk in the park anyway. They were pretty set in their ways, thanks to all the stuff they had been fed.As such, just talking it out might not cut it. Heck, it could even mess with history!With the witch out of the equation, Fred figured he might as well try a different tactic. Maybe if he took out the guy in the cloak and worked his own magic to bring some rain, it could save a lot of hassle. The more he thoug
Marciella found herself nodding in agreement with Fred's harsh assessment. "You're spot on," she said. "That woman is nothing but vile!"Seeing Marciella's reaction, a rare smile crossed Fred's face as he nodded back. "Glad you see it my way," he said.What caught Fred off guard was the villagers' reaction. One by one, their faces turned ashen with despair.It seemed to them that nothing could be worse than the predicament they were facing. The absence of the witch spelled doom for the village—it was like their last shred of hope had vanished. They had all put their faith in her to charm the River God into blessing them with rain, which would have brought some peace to their troubled lives. However, now their chances seemed to have dried up just like their fields. Fred stood there, his face a mask of serenity amidst the chaos.In the moments that followed, the village chief was a picture of despair, his only option was to send everyone home while he racked his brain for a backup pl