My Husband Wolf a Killer

One day on a small island with pink sea water, there was a small town filled with tall buildings. The people passing by were busy with each other. Some were holding rattan baskets while walking with their children. Some were intimately holding their partner's hand and walking happily. On that day, everyone looked so happy living their days.

Until, something suddenly happened. Flocks of magpies were flying above the clouds. People looked at the sky and began to feel anxious as if something bad was going to happen. The flock of magpies seemed to flap their wings and circle the city. So many birds came that everyone was alarmed. "What is this," their voices began to sound along with the sound of the birds above.

Some people started to get scared as the sky suddenly turned black. Dark clouds began to arrive, making the earth seem to be filled with darkness. The sun, which had been bright, was now covered by dense clouds. Children ran around in fear, they hugged their mothers tightly. Hiding their heads as if asking for protection.

"Calm down, this is normal," said one of the people there.

"No," said an elderly man who came with his cane. Walking step by step. "It's been 30 years," he continued.

The old man looked up at the sky, and also at the flying birds. "Back 30 years ago, I was a silent witness to such a horrible event," he said.

"In the past, before Princess Aurora was born, this city was taken over by witches. At that time the queen was still pregnant at the age of 9 months," some soldiers came suddenly. "What are you talking about, old man?" he said.

"Then how long will you hide the secret?" the man said. People started talking to each other. Some were curious about various things.

"Bring that man to the king," said one of the soldiers, pointing at the old man.

"Anyone who doubts the leadership of our King must be prepared with all risks," he said.

The man's hands were tied, and he was taken away. Meanwhile in the distance someone was watching the situation while hiding behind an old building.

People looked terrified at what had just happened, many were talking and curious about what had happened in the past. Everyone stared at the old man's departure with pity. "Do they have to cover it up like this?" Said one person there.

"Shut your mouth if you don't want to meet the fate of that old man," warned one of the people standing there.

"Our king has been very good. It is thanks to him that we can live prosperously here," he said.

"But, it cannot be denied. Everyone who discusses those days will be brought to the palace," he said.

"It's because they doubt the leadership of our King," he replied.

"Don't we also need to know what the real story is. Especially the rumors about the wolf and the witch. You've heard them too, right?" said the old woman loudly.

"Look, how dare he," whispered some of the people there.

Suddenly dozens of horses came and opened the way. The people knelt down as they saw the King on horseback. The king stared at the old woman, there was a feeling on his face.

The king dismounted from the horse and walked up to the woman. Her gold-plated clothes hinted at luxury. The shoes she wore looked luxurious too. The king looked deeply into the woman's eyes.

Eyes filled with stress were clearly reflected in her eyes. "You should have explained to us about what happened 30 years ago. Shouldn't you tell us everything so that there's nothing we need to know in secret?" the woman spoke fearlessly.

The king looked at everyone who started whispering. "I am King Herodyon, who am I?" The king looked back at the woman.

"Do you deserve to be called King?" the woman said again.

Without further ado, the king took the sword and mercilessly sliced open the body of the woman in front of him. Everyone who saw was so shocked, they couldn't believe what they had just seen. Blood poured out, many eyes saw the woman's body divided into 2 parts. The sword was still covered in blood, the king was still holding the sword tightly.

"My people, I am not hiding things for bad. Rather, I am keeping our country away from the bad influences out there. 30 years ago, this land was attacked by thousands of witches. They tore apart, and took the lives of everyone who lived in this land. 30 years ago, those witches came. Disguised as my people they destroyed my country that night. I never shared that story because to me suffering is not worth sharing, especially when it makes the witches happy."

Suddenly, the woman whose body was split apart earlier was slowly pulled apart. It seemed to connect itself. Slowly the body straightened back up, the aging hair changed and grew long. The clothes she was wearing earlier turned into a black robe. The woman twisted her neck, her face instantly turning sinister. Her nose looked so long like a witch.

Dozens of soldiers came forward and kept the king safe. The king was not surprised by this, he justified his sword position then.

"Quickly protect the King!" Ordered a commander who was running around.

"Hahahhaha" the woman's laughter boomed. People ran away in fear.

"Stupid Herodyon!" he said.

"You forgot about the agreement apparently," she continued.

The king stomped his sword, "Shut your mouth,"

"Hhahahahah" he laughed again, as he took his hat from under his robe and walked over to the king.

"How heartbreaking Herodyon, your little princess is no longer little. Your little baby is no longer a baby, hahahhaha," his hand took out a magic wand.

"Witch!!!" said a boy from a distance who saw this.

The woman swung the stick she was holding towards the source of the sound, and Blom. The child turned into a cat. Everyone screamed hysterically. They were terrified, "Is this the power of a witch?" Asked one of the people there.

"Ah, it's been a while since I waved my wand," said the woman.

The king was silent, he looked at the woman-turned-witch intently. "Stop your nonsense. You were wiped out 30 years ago," the King said.

"You're wrong! I came back to life today. Because of your promise, a promise that you could not keep. Looks like you'll have to end up here Herodyon. Ah should have brought you a coffin of renowned wood. The great king of this century died at the hands of a witch, hahahah," the witch looked at the king with her black eyes.

The king looked at one of his soldiers, as if giving a code to his soldiers. "Whatever you say I will not be swayed," the King exclaimed.

Some soldiers walked behind the witch carefully. The king seemed to be distracting the witch. When all the soldiers were ready the King nodded his head.

"Go back to hell!" The king attacked the witch, and so did all the soldiers who surrounded the witch. They mercilessly attacked the witch. The witch started waving her staff, some of the soldiers were unable to fight the witch. Dozens of soldiers died instantly, until another hundred soldiers came. The witch was so skillful against all the soldiers alone. The king saw the staff held by the witch.

"I must destroy that stick," thought the King.

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