Faust was now very sensitive to the word "repression," especially when it came to a 【witch】's repression, which usually signaled a world-shaking battle.
Before he had equipped the 【great thunder mark】, the Prince even had to be on high alert, for the slightest oversight could lead to a humiliating and crushing defeat!
Fortunately, Alkin wasn't suggesting they start a match; she continued speaking.
"They crave you so much precisely because in this country, there are hardly any outlets to release stress other than killing."
"How pathetic, and how boring."
"Once upon a time, I was just as repressed as they are, perhaps even more so, because I was the one Grandmother personally designated as the successor, the next head of the family."
"I struggled between my nature and the rules, growing up within the constraints of the family and the pack, letting the sickly pack break my spirit until the moment I won the laurel at the Hunting Assembly."
The white wolf crossed her arms and stretched, smiling at Faust.
"Do you know? The reward for a champion hunter is being able to make a wish to Grandmother, and the wish I made was... to be able to lay down this heavy burden."
Faust nodded. "So, are you free now?"
Alkin shook her head, her expression taking on a subtle "you're jumping to conclusions because you don't understand the pack" look as she spoke.
"How could that be? As long as one is in the Fog Moon Kingdom, there is no such thing as existing outside the family order. On the contrary, because I have criticized the family order so much, I must accept all sorts of dangerous missions to atone for my sins of insolence... but so what? Only after that did I truly feel alive."
The white wolf stood up and began to dance lightheartedly on the edge of the rooftop. Her toes landed precariously on the very limit of the ledge each time, making one worry she might step into thin air and fall from the tall building.
As she whirled, Alkin opened her arms and said, "They say I am a lone wolf, but I don't resist huddling with companions for warmth; I just find their numbness unbearable."
"My soul is like the morning mist of the rising sun, the storm sweeping across the desert, and the silhouette at dusk. In short, it will never be dark gray iron sand, settling into the soil."
"Rather than a hunter, I would prefer to be a bard, bringing songs that flow with joy."
Faust listened intently to the white-haired girl's confession and asked, "So, you have some ideas?"
The ultimate result of every 【witches' feast】 was for the protagonist to find happiness. After confirming Alkin's identity as a 【witch】, Faust had only one main mission left: to help her achieve happiness.
Of the 【witches' feast】 scenarios he had experienced so far, 《Cinderella》 was the simplest. As long as Faust showed he had reformed and reconciled with Viviana, his childhood friend, whose mindset was like that of a saint, was satisfied, believing she had attained eternal and supreme happiness.
《Snow White》 was slightly more complex. In addition to cultivating feelings with Selena, Faust had to solve the dragon's curse, and if he wanted a perfect resolution, he had to save Lola as well.
As for the current 《Little Red Riding Hood》... it was different from the other 【witches' feast】 instances. In the original script of fate, there was no such character as a prince at all.
Of course, Faust's constitution as "one loved by witches" was still in effect, but it wasn't enough to provide a decisive conclusion.
Therefore, this 【witches' feast】 must have a main storyline, a development that could make the witch feel happy.
Faust didn't have the final say on this; only Alkin herself could decide.
And from the look of it, this elegant and carefree wolf-eared girl wasn't lost at all. Instead, she was full of vitality and had a clear obsession.
He wondered if this was a common trait among all 【witch】 entities. Regardless of their personality, they all possessed independent and autonomous female power!
It was true female empowerment, and he had to respect it.
Hearing this, Alkin looked at Faust and smiled.
"Take a look at this city. Do you notice anything?"
Following the girl's guidance, Faust took his first proper look at this city in the Fog Moon Kingdom.
Undoubtedly, it was a town of considerable scale. Even through the eyes of Faust, the royal capital's chief designer, he couldn't find many faults; the facilities in all aspects were quite complete.
But...
Faust frowned. "It's too quiet."
Despite being a town with a large population, it seemed to lack any signs of life.
From the residential buildings and shopping malls to the parks, although they were all illuminated by lights, there were hardly any figures on the streets. It seemed as if everyone retreated into their homes as soon as night fell.
The entire city was immersed in an eerie silence.
One had to know that even in the Qingxi royal capital, the nightlife was colorful. In this day and age, surely no kingdom was still enforcing a curfew, right?
Alkin lowered her gaze slightly and nodded.
"Exactly. These are the rules established by the pack... silence and obedience."
"No theaters, no music, no revelry. It's simply lifeless. All of this is because the family loathes chaos and disorder; all activities must follow a fixed trajectory."
The wolf-eared girl tilted her handsome face upward and raised a clenched fist.
"Sooner or later, I will smash these ridiculous shackles and grant this lifeless kingdom a feast they will never forget!"
"It seems our views are quite similar."
Faust gave Alkin's ideal goal a high evaluation, affirming it completely.
"If you have that idea, then I'll definitely back you up!"
"Hmm?"
The white wolf put her hands behind her back and tilted her head. "Faust, as a foreigner, you will leave one day. Your time in the Fog Moon Kingdom is but a short mark in your life. Why get involved in such an undertaking? It's completely unnecessary, and I don't need to hear sweet talk."
Faust replied, "Do you think I'm just speaking randomly? I'm serious!"
"Alkin, if you want to burn the Fog Moon to ashes, I will be your arsonist; if you want to be an enemy of the pack, I am willing to help you win. I will follow you to the death, regardless of the obstacles!"
What a joke. Was there anything in the world more correct than carrying out a 【witches' feast】? No matter what Alkin's route was, my general path always sways with the witch!
Alkin dazed under the Prince's unwavering support. Her handsome and exquisite face pulled back its smile as she quietly locked eyes with the man.
After a moment, she pulled out her pouch, poured all the gold coins into her palm, and held them out to Faust with both hands.
"I'm so touched. Here's some money."
What did that mean?
Faust was confused by the white wolf's sudden action and blinked. "I'm not doing this for a reward..."
"I know, but... only this can express my affection."
The white wolf scratched her head in distress, furrowing her brows, before clasping her hands together in prayer. "This is really unfair. When you say things like that, I don't even know how to respond. The books didn't say anything about this. Faust, please, teach me how to woo you!"
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