The Wizard of Fairy Tale World

Chapter 128: The Plan to Hunt Rhine

The Eastern Witch crouched on a hillside, gazing down at White Kingdom’s royal capital.

The city had gradually restored its former prosperity, order, and tranquility—returning to the harmonious beauty it once had.

—But the more she looked at that peaceful city, the more intense her hatred burned.

"Queen, just you wait!"

"And that damned magician Rhine, who stole my silver shoes, you too!"

As the Eastern Witch brooded over how to eliminate her enemies, a stranger’s voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Greetings, Eastern Witch of the Land of Oz. You seem like you need some help?"

The Eastern Witch’s heart pounded in alarm as she spun around in shock.

Most people in the world didn’t even know Oz existed, let alone that there was an Eastern Witch!

Emerging from the trees was a man of foreign appearance—his skin a warm brown, his facial features distinctly exotic, unlike the people of the Western kingdoms.

Behind him stood a squad of fully armed, well-trained soldiers, their formation precise and disciplined as they guarded his sides.

"Who are you?"

The Eastern Witch frowned, instantly wary.

She was certain she had never seen this man before.

The man smiled.

"First time meeting, I am Magrito.

"As of now, my titles are: Royal Advisor to His Majesty, the Emperor of Enderland, and the Empire’s Chief Court Mage!"

Enderland’s Chief Mage!

To hold such a title in that empire, he must have been extremely powerful…

Now that she thought about it, wasn’t the old witch who had wanted to join the Coven also the previous Chief Mage of Enderland?

So after she died, they replaced her?

The Eastern Witch’s mind raced.

"How do you know who I am? And how do you even know Oz exists?"

Her tone was sharp and suspicious.

Even as a core member of the Coven, she could sense danger emanating from this man.

But it wasn’t the danger of overwhelming magical power—it was something more insidious: a boundless ambition.

Magrito chuckled.

"I traveled from the Middle Eastern Nations, riding a flying carpet, crossing the Great Desert.

"On my journey, I accidentally discovered that outside the well-known trade routes—where everyone assumes there’s only an uninhabited desert—lies a hidden green paradise: the Land of Oz!

"Ha! For so many years, the Western Continent’s people never realized a whole kingdom was sitting in the middle of the desert."

He smirked.

"As for how I know who you are… well, a friend told me quite a lot about the Coven of Witches.

"Actually, why don’t I introduce you?"

With a clap of his hands, a ghostly blue figure materialized beside him.

It was a spirit—an eerie, grotesque old witch, her face contorted in agony.

The Eastern Witch’s eyes froze.

She recognized that wraith—

It was the old witch of Enderland!

"You enslaved the soul of the previous Chief Mage of Enderland using necromancy?" The Eastern Witch’s voice turned icy cold.

"Indeed," Magrito said, grinning with satisfaction, as if it was an achievement worth boasting about.

"She should feel honored—even after death, she still gets to serve the Empire and His Majesty’s great ambitions!"

"Aaaahhh!"

The wraith of the old witch screamed, a mournful, twisted wail.

Two streaks of crimson tears ran down her spectral face.

There was no doubt—being enslaved by Magrito’s dark magic brought unimaginable suffering to her soul.

"You are cruel," the Eastern Witch smirked. "And you want to work with me?"

"To be precise, I am here to offer my assistance," Magrito said.

"I know you want to get rid of Rhine and the Queen of White Kingdom.

"As the Chief Mage, my authority surpasses that of my predecessor—I can mobilize the Imperial Fleet and Enderland’s strongest warriors."

Magrito shot a glance at the wailing ghost of the old witch and chuckled.

"And since it’s about hunting down Rhine, my wraith pet is very eager to help.

"In fact, this is one of the few things she actually wants to do—without me having to force her."

The Eastern Witch narrowed her eyes.

"You wouldn’t help me for free. What do you want in return?"

Magrito’s smile widened.

"When you return to Oz, I want you to help me…" He paused, then finished with a sinister glint in his eyes:

"Overthrow the rule of Oz."

The Eastern Witch’s eyes widened in shock.

"What?! You want to overthrow Oz’s rule?"

Thanks to the magic she had learned from the Coven, she had surpassed the Witches of the West, South, and North in strength.

But even she didn’t dare challenge Oz—the greatest, most terrifying, and most mysterious grand magician of the Land of Oz!

"Hahaha! So you too have been deceived by him?"

Magrito laughed heartily at her reaction.

"Why do you want to overthrow Oz?" the Eastern Witch demanded.

"Come now, Eastern Witch—you fear him too, don’t you? You worry that one day, the ruler of the Emerald City will take everything from you."

Magrito spread his arms wide, madness gleaming in his eyes.

"When we seize Oz’s kingdom from him, I will offer the Green Land of the Desert as a gift to our glorious Emperor!

"Controlling this oasis nation in the heart of the desert will be the key to Enderland’s conquest of the entire continent!

"And you, of course, will continue to rule the East, enslaving the Munchkins forever!"

The Eastern Witch could feel his burning ambition.

But deep down, she had a feeling that Magrito’s true goal was far greater than what he was revealing.

"Very well. I accept this deal!" she declared fiercely.

"Let us join forces—kill Rhine and the Queen of White Kingdom, and then overthrow Oz’s rule together!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of cannons firing in salute echoed across the harbor.

Rows of soldiers raised their shining bayonets, their blades flashing brilliantly under the sun.

Golden and purple banners fluttered in the wind, while the scent of gunpowder lingered in the air.

The Emperor of Enderland, clad in ornate battle armor, stood like a statue of war, his crimson cloak billowing behind him.

His sharp gaze swept across the warships docked at the harbor.

The navy, once crippled by the merfolk, had been rebuilt—stronger, deadlier, and larger than before.

It was a clear display of the Western Continent’s greatest military power.

"Your Majesty," a royal attendant approached and reported:

"Chief Court Mage Magrito has sent word—he requests permission to deploy twenty warships to the waters near White Kingdom…"

"Granted," the Emperor replied, his voice calm and emotionless.

Magrito’s words from their first meeting still echoed in his ears:

"It is absolutely true, Your Majesty.

"The treasury that hides the Magic Lamp… is near the Land of Oz!"

Over the past two weeks, Rhine had finalized the transition of power with the Queen, ensuring that she could govern effectively using the Magic Mirror.

"Your Majesty, the time has come. From now on, White Kingdom’s prosperity is in your hands," the Sage told her.

And then, two major announcements spread across the kingdom:

Today, the Great Sage Rhine departs White Kingdom, setting off on his journey east!

At the same time, the Queen of White Kingdom will sail to the capital of the Western Asia Kingdom to meet its King and Crown Prince!