After Losing the Battle, I Was Forced to Become the Witch's Daughter

[Orange] [1vMany]

In a gloomy dungeon, droplets seeped constantly from the damp stone walls, while torchlight wavered across them.

“Heh... I never expected this.”

The witch Seras slowly approached the cage, her voice tinged with faint amusement. “The prince of the mighty human kingdom, betrayed by his own people in the end and reduced to a prisoner at my mercy.”

Towa, chained in the center, raised his head. Though he looked battered, his eyes still burned with defiant anger.

“They’ll come save me! The kingdom won’t abandon me!”

At his words, Seras chuckled softly, as if she’d just heard an amusing joke.

“Oh? Is that so? Then I’m curious to see what will happen when someone so loyal to the kingdom...”

She gently raised a finger, and a wisp of pitch-black magic slowly gathered at its tip.

“...becomes a witch one day.”

Towa’s pupils shrank sharply.

“What are you going to do!? I’m warning you, don’t come any closer!”

“Relax. It’ll be over soon. Then, perhaps you’ll see more clearly...”

“...who it was that sent you here to me.”

“What are you talking about!?” Towa’s face went rigid.

The next moment, black magic surged into his body.

“Ahhh!!”