The Hero Has Captured The Witch

Time went by as Medea was enjoying her life as she planned.

5 years have passed.

"I'm sure to keep a low profile, the prince should leave me alone, right?" - Medea

"I'm going to enjoy this channel" - Udola, watching from his underworld palace with a popcorn bag in his hand.

...

In the morning. She woke up in her night dress and found her house has been surrounded by a group of holy knights. They are having a face-off with her 2 dark guardian spirit dogs in front of them. But none of them started attacking yet. The elite knights know better than to walk into the possible magic traps inside the house.

"My lady, we have been surrounded, The holy knight largely outnumbered us, what should we do?" - Angui.

Encountering her death flag for the first time, a little trembling girl embraces herself and walks downstairs.

"I'll just greet the prince and refuse his request, I... I can do this" - Medea. 

In front of the house, there are 10 elite holy knights, an archmage "Grabus Vasorin" and the commander "Sieg Oldenhelm". More of them are all over the surroundings.

Sieg has stepped forward. 

"We know you are in there, you vile Witch of GlomWood!". - He shouted

"By the order of the Holy Knight, Come out slowly and surrender at once!".

All knights have drawn their swords and raised their shields. Expecting the worse.

The archmage is readying his spells, preparing to defend against attacks.

The guardian spirit dogs were unsummoned by Medea, they faded back into the darkness.

The house door is opening slowly.

The strongest order of the holy knights who fought and defeated countless strong demons never expected this kind of situation, An otherworldy beautiful and alluring lady in her night dress, gracefully walked toward Sieg but avoided his gaze. She knelt down before the prince, a little trembling. 

"I greet Your Highness the crown prince, t.. the hero of Oldenhelm." - Medea speaks.

"W..What would your highness require of me?" - Medea, trembling like a sheep in front of the wolf packs.

The entire band of elite knights has been stunned. In all their fighting experience, fighting dark magic users is one of the worst. Witches are dangerous, full of hatred and murderous aura that can be felt hundreds of meters away. Their appearance is always twisted, horrendous, deformed corpse-like faces. And they will start firing deadly attack magics at anyone who is an enemy.

But right here before them, a very alluring and beautiful lady with long and smooth silver hair, and glowing blue eyes colored like sapphire, her large and nicely shaped breast was revealed more than usual because of her night dress. They didn't sense any murderous aura nor any high level of dangerous magic power at all but a warm, soothing, sweet, but trembling voice. Medea forgot she was still in a night dress and revealed her leg, a part of her underwear, and glowing skin underneath as well. The lady is trembling in fear, unarmed, kneeling, and surrounded by a group of fully armed men. Some knight starts becoming disoriented, lower their weapon, and look away, blushing.

Their commander has stood there, lost in his thoughts.

The commander, Sieg, seems to take a more serious hit to his heart than the others.

Normally, the holy knight is sworn to protect the weak, but finding himself pointing a sword at a kneeling, trembling, and defenseless young lady is definitely against his oath.

Sieg was planning to capture the witch and force her to lift the curse, but now he is in confusion. 

In all his years on the northern battlefield, he fought many dangerous demons. It's cold and unforgiving. With this curse on his body, "the black coldness" is slowly taken over his humanity.

he has been hearing its voice, "Kill them all! Destroy them! Seize more power!".

After he heard Medea's sweet and soothing voice. The cold, painful effect of the curse seems to have temporarily subsided, he feels like warming up himself in the hot spring after the long, cold night. It felt very good just to hear her voice, the soothing mild magic aura she was emitting, too, he almost succumbed to his dark, deeper, hidden desire, the desire to have this lady all for himself.

"Commander, sir, the witch has surrendered, what is your command?" - One of the knights speaks.

Coming back to his senses. Sieg gently bound Medea with the anti-magic handcuffs as per standard safety procedure and quickly pulled off his coat and wrapped it around the witch's trembling body. Sieg lifted her up, princess-carrying her, and walked into her house. "All combat units except Grabus, dismiss and return to base, I'll take it from here". "Grabus, follow me".

Sieg thought to himself "I must control myself, this lady is surely a witch, the dark magic user is definitely untrustworthy".

Medea is blushing in his arm, quietly. "My favorite male lead is holding me so gently, I'm dying of happiness >///<".< p>

She totally forgot about the death flag.