The Wizard of Fairy Tale World

Chapter 127: The Way Back to Earth

"Divination, huh?" Rhine chuckled helplessly. "With such a vague target, and without sufficient prerequisite information or a proper medium, it's almost impossible to get an answer."

"I tried using divination to find a way back to my previous world years ago, but I didn't get anything."

"But, Teacher, you now have the crystal ball gifted by the Sea King, and you're much stronger than before, aren't you?" Aurora pressed on. "Just try again—who knows, you might actually get a result this time!"

Well… it wouldn't hurt to try again.

Rhine took out the crystal ball and infused it with his immense magical power.

"A way back to Earth… A way back to Earth… A way back to Earth…" he whispered softly.

Truthfully, Rhine had no hope for this divination.

Maybe no such method even existed. If that were the case, then divination would naturally yield nothing.

A brilliant azure light erupted from the crystal ball.

In the next moment, the light faded, and on the once-clear, flawless surface of the crystal ball, fragmented patches of color shifted and converged into a single line of text:

"Find the mysterious leader of the Coven of Witches."

Rhine and Aurora both froze.

Did it really work?

A way to return to Earth… actually exists!

And the divination pointed toward none other than the mysterious Founder of the Coven, the first witch and original creator of the organization!

Who was she?

How did she know the way to Earth?

Rhine was utterly stunned.

Suddenly, the crystal ball in his hands began to tremble violently, as if an unfathomable power was about to burst forth.

Cracks rapidly spread across the smooth surface of the crystal ball.

A sharp, ear-piercing warning rang in Rhine’s soul—

DON’T LOOK.

If you keep looking, you’ll die.

Rhine immediately stopped pouring magic into the crystal ball, letting the azure glow fade away.

"It's the same as with the Magic Mirror—whenever it involves the Founder of the Coven, the backlash is unavoidable."

Sweat beaded on the young magician's forehead. His supernatural intuition told him that if he had looked just a second longer, something terrifying would have happened.

"This is ridiculous. I'm a well-known magician across multiple kingdoms in the Western Continent, and yet, when it comes to the Founder of the Coven, I can't even glimpse her? The gap in power is that enormous? Or… is this just a trait of hers?"

The mystery surrounding the Coven’s Founder only deepened.

Aurora replayed the scene in her mind, recalling the text that had appeared in the crystal ball. She turned to Rhine, her excitement barely contained:

"Teacher, there really is a way for you to return to your past world! We just need to find the Founder of the Coven."

"Teacher, I will do everything in my power to help you achieve this goal.

"Even if, in the future, the Black Witch Maleficent is killed, I will accompany you to the ends of the continent, until we find that mysterious Founder of the Coven—until she tells us where the door between our worlds lies!"

Rhine nodded.

For the first time, he felt different from his past self.

On his future journey, he finally had a goal of his own.

Find the mysterious leader of the Coven!

"Speaking of which, the Eastern Witch, one of the core members of the Coven, is currently near the White Kingdom—our next target."

"If we can capture her, we might be able to get information about the Coven’s Founder from her!"

Rhine contemplated aloud.

Together, he and Aurora walked toward the Queen, who stood before a full-length mirror.

By this time, Snow White had already left the room.

"Your Majesty," Rhine asked, "how much do you know about the Founder and leader of the Coven—the most mysterious witch of all?"

The Queen shook her head.

"I know nothing. It's as if she doesn't exist. Like me, she completely ignores the affairs of the Coven."

"What if," Rhine pressed, "we kill one of the Coven’s members? Would she seek revenge?"

"No," the Queen answered with absolute certainty. "Even before I joined, I heard that the members of the Coven had already changed several times. That mysterious leader never cared about who lived or died."

That matched the information provided by the Sea Hag.

The so-called Coven leader didn’t seem to care about her subordinates at all…

Rhine felt relieved.

"By the way, Your Majesty," Rhine added, "I should warn you—the witch known as the "Slave Master," who previously tried to kill you, is still alive. She’s probably still lurking near the White Kingdom, waiting for another chance to take your life."

"WHAT?!" The Queen paled. "What should I do, Sage?"

She suddenly recalled that, on her way back, she had heard reports of the Eastern Witch cruelly massacring White Kingdom’s civilians.

Furious, she muttered, "I should never have joined the Coven! I got nothing out of it, and they even took my Magic Mirror for free. Now, I really want out!"

Rhine spoke in a serious tone:

"That’s why we need a plan—one that will lure the Eastern Witch, the so-called "Slave Master", into a trap.

"We need to capture or kill her."

Hunting a powerful witch?

The Queen found the idea unbelievable, but looking at the composed young magician in front of her, she felt a renewed sense of confidence.

"Understood, Lord Rhine. Tell me your plan—I, the Magic Mirror, and the White Kingdom will support you fully!"

Rhine slowly laid out his strategy:

"First, to kill the Eastern Witch, my friend will need a powerful weapon. Ask the Magic Mirror where we can find a weapon suited for a Super Warrior..."

Emerging from a cloud of mist, Rhine and Aurora knocked on the door.

"We meet again, my dwarf friends," Rhine greeted. "And I brought what you wanted."

With a flick of his wrist, a large sack appeared in his hand.

Inside, golden coins glittered brilliantly, their radiance so intense it was almost blinding.

These were gold pieces Rhine had exchanged for deep-sea pearls from a neighboring kingdom!

"SO MUCH GOLD!" x7

The dwarves cried out in excitement.

"We could mine our whole lives and never get this much gold!"

As avid gold hoarders, the dwarves simply couldn’t resist such a temptation.

"All of this can be yours," Rhine said. "In exchange, I heard you have a legendary sword—one that can cut through iron like butter. Is that true?"

The dwarves glanced at each other.

One of them suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Oh! You mean the one in the basement!"

They rushed down, rummaged through their storage, and soon returned with a magnificent sword.

At a single glance, one could tell—this was a true masterpiece.

Its razor-sharp blade looked so deadly that just gazing at it made one’s skin tingle.

"Our great-great-great-great-grandfather forged this sword," one dwarf explained.

"It was originally made for a foreign prince, meant to be used for dragon slaying. But that prince died before it could be delivered, so the sword was left buried in our basement all this time."

"Since we don’t use swords, you can have it."

Happily, the dwarves exchanged the legendary sword for Rhine’s gold.

Aurora excitedly took the weapon—far sharper and sturdier than any sword she had ever wielded.

To thank the dwarves, Rhine let out a whistle.

Moments later, birds flew in, picking up brooms, dishes, and cloths, starting to clean up the entire cottage.

"These birds will now listen to your commands and help with chores," Rhine said.

The dwarves cheered with joy.

Bidding farewell, Rhine and Aurora departed, leaving behind a chorus of excited dwarven voices.