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So, about the fact that I've traveled back to the night before the Divine King's awakening and have already been designated as the executioner to light the Burning Stake, what should I do?
Urgently waiting online.
Dorothy looked at the blonde peasant girl tied to the burning stake not far away, desperately explaining to the ignorant crowd, who were jeering around her, that she was not a witch, and felt numb all over.
Although the woman on the stake did not bear much resemblance to the sacred and dignified statue of the God King, which had Goddess-like grace and beauty in the times to come, one could still make out a sixty to seventy percent similarity in her facial features.
However, the homebody witch had basically confirmed that this peasant beauty named Denisha was indeed the first-generation Primal Witch, the future God King.