The Witch's Rebirth 70 Who?

Now, it made sense why the elves wanted it. Her work, her magic was a good as any link. She must have been missing for some time or someone must have kidnapped her. The elves seem to have been trying to trace her but they couldn't find her and now that I had found her. It was worst as I was too late, there was not much good that could be done to save her. The spell is almost impossible to reverse. There was one way to stop it if you kill the priest. Not an easy task when you don't know who did it.

"Gray, what's going on? I've never seen you like this, talk to me. I need to know more about this situation, please." She said looking rather afraid.

"It's like a hundred times bad."

"Like I don't know that," Ronnie said pus.h.i.+ngly,

"You don't, this goes way over any of our heads. This is out of our league" I mumbled, "they'll send in the big guns. The elite eight would probably be involved."

"Who?"

"Forget I said that, you shouldn't know anything. It's better that way."

"Gray,"

This is one of the moments I wish I was someone else. Life would be so much easier if I was born normal not that mother or my aunts would agree.

Armini was a proud family. They have had a good life thanks to magic. I mean if I had their life I would be happy too. Mother has a fine sixteen-bedroom house with a swimming pool, the designer clothes, and the parties. My aunts with the grand mansion with more room than I could count, the best chef in the world and a private zoo, not to mention the money they have all have deep roots in magic.

For me, life with magic consists of constant loneliness, never-ending problems and money struggles. I could really use a break any day now.

"Can you believe in magic?" I asked,

There was a paused,

"Okay, think like this a lot of people with my ability. Wors.h.i.+p her." I explain,"Think a lot of my police over and investigating."

That got her attention. The word high priest may not mean anything but that she understands. I didn't tell her what the council would do to her. To us. To everyone involved. She didn't need to know and if I was lucky it would not happen.

"Never mind, I am fine, now. Has anything unusual happen with her?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Nothing other than she was screaming so high that many of the gla.s.s windows broke. I forgot about that, why did you ask?" Ronnie asked more concerned for the case than on the girl.

It was one of her best qualities and her worst. I didn't know what to say but pulled out a small note paid and wrote on it. The words disappear as soon as I dot the full stop.