The Wizard of Fairy Tale World-Chapter 166: The Witch Coven Leader’s Invitation

Chapter 166: The Witch Coven Leader’s Invitation

Rhine stood up once more, bowing respectfully like a sage.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. Or should I say… Your Majesty."

"Thank you, teacher."

Aurora smiled, nodding before fully relaxing. She closed her eyes.

The gentle breeze brushed against her ears, birds chirped crisply in the distance, and the fragrance of flowers and grass filled the air. For the first time in years, Aurora allowed herself to be intoxicated by the beauty of the world she had once ignored, slowly drifting into a peaceful slumber.

Memories of the past flashed through her mind in fragments, weaving into a dream. It was as if she was reliving everything at an unimaginable speed—

Her years of rigorous training, shocking her swordmaster with her innate talent and monstrous strength.

Defeating soldiers guilty of crimes, reclaiming the Tinderbox with her teacher, and receiving Grandma Rosa’s praise—her first moment of truly feeling like a hero.

Learning of the curse on the Rose Kingdom, understanding her royal bloodline, and shouldering a mission far too heavy for her young age.

Setting out on a journey with her sage of a teacher…

Meeting Ariel, the mermaid princess, beneath the deep blue sea and forming an unbreakable bond.

Thwarting the Old Witch’s schemes, overcoming insurmountable obstacles, helping Ariel and Prince Eric marry, and granting Ariel an immortal soul through love.

Witnessing an alliance form between the Mermaid Kingdom and the human world, watching as mermaids shed their infamy, no longer feared as sea monsters but embraced as allies of sailors…

Defeating the Evil Queen, disguising herself as the Queen, and using the Magic Mirror to govern the kingdom.

Leading the great reforms of the White Kingdom, seeing the long-standing grudge between the Evil Queen and Snow White finally dissolve into reconciliation…

Facing her fated enemy upon the vast ocean, chasing them all the way to the Land of Oz.

Slaying the Eastern Witch, embarking on thrilling adventures with Dorothy and her companions.

Watching Oz transform from a fraud into a true magician, seeing the Scarecrow and Pinocchio achieve their dreams, and witnessing Dorothy return home…

And at last, here on these green fields, she had slain the Black Witch Maleficent, bringing every grudge and battle to its final end!

Aurora stirred from her half-dreaming state.

"My journey with teacher… it really is quite an epic story," she thought, chuckling to herself.

"You have borne far too many burdens for someone your age, Aurora."

Rhine sat down beside her on the grass, gazing up at the brilliant starry sky, his tone casual and relaxed.

"You’ve been through so much."

Aurora was about to say, It was nothing, but before the words left her lips, she suddenly felt her nose sting. A warmth gathered in her eyes. The vast night sky, filled with countless stars, blurred before her.

A moment later, Oz arrived as well.

The short, old man beamed with excitement.

"This is wonderful! Everyone’s turned back from fish into people! My kingdom and my city have returned! This beautiful land is back to what it once was!"

"I don’t even know how to thank you! You’ve saved this entire land!"

"How in the world did you do it?"

Rhine looked at the ecstatic Oz, his tone calm.

"I found the Middle Eastern Witch and… persuaded her to lift the curse on Oz."

Then, he turned to Aurora, who still lay on the grass with her eyes closed, hiding her emotions.

"And now, with Maleficent’s death, five members of the Witch Coven are gone. The organization is essentially finished.

"According to the Sea Hag’s intelligence, of the two remaining members, the Red Heart Witch’s magic is far weaker than Maleficent’s and the Middle Eastern Witch’s. She’s not a threat.

"Now that the curse on the Rose Kingdom has been lifted, there’s only one thing left that still concerns me in this world—

"Finding the founder of the Witch Coven."

Aurora nodded in agreement.

"That’s right. Now that we’ve finally killed Maleficent, I will keep my promise to you, teacher.

"I will go with you to find the founder of the Witch Coven—and find a way for you to return to your original world!"

"No rush."

For the first time, Rhine’s voice carried a lightness unlike before. It was clear—Maleficent’s death had also lifted a weight off his heart.

"First, let’s return to the Rose Kingdom and tell your parents and the entire kingdom that the curse is broken!

"We should hold a grand celebration—and enjoy ourselves for once."

At this, Rhine let out a deep breath and chuckled at himself.

"Haha… though honestly, I don’t even know if the founder of the Witch Coven truly has the power to send me back home.

"It’s probably just… wishful thinking."

"You’ll definitely find a way home, teacher!" Aurora clenched her fist with determination.

"Besides—now that Maleficent is dead, I should be able to find clues about the Witch Coven’s founder from her belongings…"

Rhine rose to his feet and walked over to Maleficent’s lifeless body.

He flicked his fingers, and from the folds of her robe, a delicate hand mirror floated into the air and landed in his palm.

—The Witches had been using mirror magic to communicate.

"Time to check the call logs."

Rhine couldn’t help but joke to himself.

He pulled out a crystal-clear divination sphere, preparing to scry the communication records between Maleficent and the Witch Coven’s founder.

But before he could act—

Ripples spread across the mirror’s surface.

A hazy silhouette appeared within the glass.

Though her features remained indistinct, her outline and colors suggested a young girl with long, flowing black hair.

"Black Witch Maleficent, are you there?"

A voice echoed from the mirror.

It was different from Aurora’s sharp yet steadfast voice.

This voice was soft, melodic, and impossibly smooth—like the surface of a tranquil, windless lake.

Yet beneath that stillness, it carried an eerie sensation…

As though countless hidden currents churned beneath the water’s depths.

Rhine’s heart tensed.

As one of the world’s greatest prophets, his intuition told him exactly who he was speaking to.

—The founder of the Witch Coven.

How should he respond?

Should he tell her that Maleficent was dead?

According to the Queen and the Sea Hag, the Coven’s leader didn’t care much about the lives of her subordinates.

But… was that really true?

As Rhine’s mind raced through possibilities, the girl behind the mirror seemed to sense something.

She spoke again:

"Oh… Maleficent is already dead?"

"You killed her."

Her tone was eerily calm, as if stating the most ordinary fact in the world.

"Yes," Rhine admitted.

"We killed Maleficent. She got what she deserved."

The obscured girl paused for a moment.

Then, she lifted her delicate right hand—

Her thumb and index finger rubbed together gently, as if she were calculating something.

—Finger divination?

Rhine’s eyes widened.

He immediately realized what she was doing.

"She’s using a completely different divination method than I do!"

The black-haired girl in the mirror instantly knew that the Middle Eastern Witch had just decided to leave the Witch Coven.

She turned her gaze toward Rhine and Aurora, her lips curling into a sweet smile.

"So, you two must be Magician Rhine and Warrior Aurora. I’ve heard a lot about your grand adventures—I’ve been quite interested in your journey!"

"I asked Maleficent so many times about you both. If you don’t believe me, you could ask her yourself—oh… wait, I forgot. Dead people don’t talk."

She suddenly let out a soft, squeaky laugh.

What a bizarre person…

Rhine remained on high alert, his wariness toward the founder of the Witch Coven at its peak.

The black-haired girl stretched lazily, leaning back in her chair.

With a deep sigh, she sounded almost… disappointed.

"The Sea Witch, the Queen, and the Middle Eastern Witch have all left."

"The Black Witch and the Slave Master are dead."

"Thanks to you two, the Witch Coven is officially disbanded."

She tilted her head.

"So, in that case… I suppose I have no choice but to…"

"You’re going to avenge the two witches we killed?"

Aurora’s expression stiffened. Her hand immediately moved to the hilt of her sword, preparing for a sudden attack from within the mirror.

Rhine narrowed his eyes, his guard raised to the maximum.

Now, he was no longer the same magician from before—he had surpassed Maleficent, reaching the level of a legendary mage.

Aurora, too, had transformed.

After experiencing her fateful battle against Maleficent, she had undoubtedly become a mythical warrior.

Behind them stood the White Kingdom, the Sea Kingdom, the Rose Kingdom, and the Twelve Good Witches.

They weren’t afraid of a fight.

But then—

The black-haired girl yawned and said something that shocked both of them.

"…I suppose I have no choice but to invite you to join the Witch Coven!"

"What?!"

Rhine’s lips twitched at her ridiculous words.

"I don’t think I’d be a good fit," he said flatly, his expression stiff.

Wasn’t this organization called the ‘Witch Coven’?

"If it’s a gender issue, there are plenty of ways to solve that," the black-haired girl replied casually, still smiling.

"After all, this is a continent filled with supernatural powers. Whether it’s changing you or renaming the coven, either option works."

Rhine’s expression froze.

"This is a continent filled with supernatural powers?"

There was something strange about her words.

He felt a chill crawl up his spine.

"I refuse too!" Aurora’s voice was firm. "I have no interest in joining an evil organization like yours!"

"Don’t be so heartless," the black-haired girl propped her chin up with her hand.

"You seem to have quite a negative impression of me… Have I actually done anything bad?"

Her voice was sweet, almost playful.

"Since you both refuse to join the Witch Coven… I suppose I have no choice but to—"

Her tone suddenly dropped into an icy whisper.

Rhine and Aurora’s hearts tightened at the shift.

They instinctively prepared for battle.

The black-haired girl had been playing around this entire time.

But if she decided to fight—

Even Rhine and Aurora weren’t certain of the true depths of her power.

However—

"I suppose I have no choice but to inform the Red Heart Witch that the Witch Coven is officially disbanded."

She smirked.

"There’s no point calling it an ‘organization’ when only two members remain."

She watched with amusement as Rhine and Aurora visibly tensed up, their battle-ready expressions betraying their instincts.

Then—she clapped her hands together.

"Congratulations, you two! You’ve successfully destroyed the mysterious, terrifying, and powerful evil organization that I founded!"

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Rhine stared at her, inwardly groaning.

"What an absolute menace of a person…"

This Witch Coven founder was nothing like he had imagined.

He had envisioned a dark, enigmatic figure—

A demonic mastermind, orchestrating curses and chaos across the world.

Instead, she was mischievous, whimsical, and impossibly carefree.

Rhine racked his brain, searching through fairy tales and Eastern mythologies he had read before.

Had there ever been a playful yet unfathomably powerful girl like this?

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t recall a single legend that fit her.

"Just who is this woman?"

"You don’t seem to care about the Witch Coven’s downfall at all," Rhine finally said.

"The Queen and the Sea Hag said the same thing about you."

"Of course not." The black-haired girl shrugged.

"The Witch Coven was just something I threw together on a whim while I was traveling west.

"I lost interest a long time ago."

She sighed dramatically.

"Unfortunately… I lose interest in things very quickly."

Seeing that she didn’t seem like a direct threat, Rhine decided to test the waters.

"Miss, some of the members of your coven weren’t good people.

"They’ve harmed countless innocents."

The black-haired girl tilted her head.

"That’s fine," she said indifferently.

"I never claimed to be a good person either."

She smiled, eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at Rhine.

"Unlike you, though. You’re a true hero.

"I’ve heard plenty of stories about you—how you’ve saved kingdom after kingdom."

Rhine had no interest in bantering with her any longer.

His expression turned serious.

"As the founder of the Witch Coven, you must be an extremely knowledgeable legendary magician.

"I have a question for you."

The black-haired girl leaned back against her chair, resting her cheek on her hand.

"Go ahead."

"But I don’t guarantee I’ll answer."

"And even if I do—"

She grinned.

"I don’t guarantee I’ll tell the truth."

Rhine paused, then ignored her playfulness and asked the one question he had been chasing all along.

"In the Sea Kingdom—and in many places across this world—people believe that the human soul is immortal.

"That after death, a soul is reborn, and that it may even reincarnate in another world…"

The black-haired girl raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, that’s a common belief," she said lightly.

Rhine took a deep breath.

"Then, may I ask—do you know of a way to travel to another world?"

He deliberately phrased his question indirectly, avoiding any mention of Earth.

The black-haired girl smiled.

"Oh, I do."

Her tone remained completely calm.

She showed no shock at his question.

"As legend goes, in the Middle Eastern Lands, there exists a Magic Lamp."

"If one obtains the lamp and makes a wish, they can travel to another world."

Rhine’s breath hitched.

"The Aladdin’s Lamp… actually holds that much power?"

He had his doubts—but if there was even a chance, he had to try.

"But unfortunately," the black-haired girl sighed, tilting her head.

"Unfortunately, it’s not that simple."

Halfway through her explanation, the black-haired girl let out a regretful sigh, her voice tinged with melancholy.

"That Magic Lamp, brimming with unimaginable power, was lost many years ago."

"Legend has it that it was sealed away in a treasure vault—a place unknown to all."

"A powerful spell was cast upon the vault. Even the mightiest warriors and magicians, godlike in their abilities, cannot break the seal unless they follow a very specific method."

"As of now… there is no one in the world who knows how to unseal that vault and find the Magic Lamp."

—I know!

Rhine's mind raced.

If they could find the boy named Aladdin, they could unlock the vault's seal.

With Magrito dead, Aladdin might be the only person left in this world with a chance to obtain the Magic Lamp!

"And that," the black-haired girl concluded, "is the only method I know of to travel to another world."

But then—

Her tone shifted abruptly, and a mischievous smirk curled at her lips.

"Now, tell me—do you think I’m telling the truth?"

Rhine narrowed his eyes.

"What a strange woman… who exactly is she?"

"I'll take your word for it—for now."

He looked into the hazy reflection of the black-haired girl in the mirror and asked, seemingly casually:

"And may I ask… what is your name?"

The girl in the mirror showed no hesitation.

"Ye Ruge."

"If you ever need anything, you can use this mirror to contact me. Or…"

She smiled playfully.

"You could always come find me in the Far Eastern Empire."

And with that—

The mirror darkened, her figure fading into the void.

—Ye Ruge?

Rhine frowned slightly.

He had never heard that name before.

Aurora, still processing everything, murmured:

"That Witch Coven leader just said that as long as we find the Magic Lamp, we can travel to another world…"

"But… what if she was lying to us?"

Rhine exhaled deeply.

"We'll just have to find out."

—This was his last hope of returning home.

And besides, he had already planned to obtain the Magic Lamp regardless.

"First, let's head back to the Rose Kingdom."

"We need to tell everyone that Maleficent is dead and the curse is lifted!"

Aurora brightened instantly, her expression full of excitement.

"Yes! Father, Mother, and everyone—they’ll all celebrate with us!"

Return to the Rose Kingdom

Rhine reached out and lightly touched Maleficent’s corpse.

This allowed him to summon it back later—a definitive proof of the Black Witch’s death.

Then, with a final glance at Emerald City, Rhine and Aurora bid farewell to Oz and its people.

The citizens erupted into cheers and applause, hailing them as heroes—the saviors of their beautiful land.

Amid the celebrations, Rhine clicked the heels of his enchanted Silver Shoes.

A silver whirlwind engulfed them—

And in the blink of an eye, they were gone, streaking across the sky like a shooting star.

The world spun around them.

Scenery flashed past in a blur.

The fierce winds howled.

And when the light faded—

They were back.

The Rose Kingdom.

Reunion with the Twelve Good Witches

The first sight that greeted them was twelve familiar figures.

—The Twelve Good Witches.

"Grandma Rosa, Violet Fairy, Lilac Fairy…"

Aurora called out their names warmly, greeting each one with joy.

"We did it! Maleficent is dead!"

"The curse on the Rose Kingdom is finally broken!"

Although the witches had long expected this outcome, hearing Aurora’s words still sent them into a frenzy of joy.

Aurora rushed forward, embracing each witch one by one.

They praised her bravery and resilience, their voices full of admiration.

"Come! We must tell the King and Queen the good news!"

Royal Palace of the Rose Kingdom

With a single step, Rhine led them to the royal palace.

Before them stood the Old King and Queen—

Their eyes widened in disbelief as they saw Aurora standing before them—safe, alive, victorious.

Rhine bowed respectfully.

With a flick of his hand—

Maleficent’s lifeless body appeared before them.

"Your Majesty," Rhine announced.

"Princess Aurora and I have slain the Black Witch Maleficent."

"Now, go forth—spread the news across the kingdom!"

The Old King and Queen were overcome with emotion.

Tears streamed down their faces as they embraced their daughter.

"It’s over… it’s finally over!"

They clutched Aurora tightly, overwhelmed with relief.

"Thank you, Great Sage Rhine."

The Old King’s voice trembled.

"The Rose Kingdom will never forget your deeds!"

For a brief moment—he was transported back in time.

Back to the night of Aurora’s baptism—

To the promise Rhine had made to protect her.

—And today, that promise had been fulfilled.

"The kingdom shall erect a statue in your honor," the Old King declared.

"So that your great deeds will be remembered for all eternity!"